Zhang Meng now doesn't even have the opportunity to say no, I don't know if it can be regarded as lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

Xu Hong wanted to speak just now, but the principal glared at her, she knew that the reason why the principal hadn't had a seizure so far was also waiting for the result, her daughter was such a demon, and the principal should have a big opinion on her now, she still shouldn't take the lead now, don't mess with the principal who is completely bored, and in the end she just pleaded and no one gave face.

Zhang Meng may not understand, but her mother can see that Shen Anjun is full of confidence and plans to use her strength to slap her face.

Xu Hong could only pray in her heart that this matter would not end too much trouble in the end.

Shen Anjun listened to the principal's decision, and his heart was very happy, it seems that the principal is an understanding person, this Zhang Meng should really be slapped in the face and sober.

Otherwise, I always feel that she is the first in the world, and everyone has to live according to her ideas. Chen Jiao is bad and obvious, but this one is bad in his bones.

I glanced at it just now, and I didn't think her mother looked like this kind of person, and I didn't know who this girl looked like.

Shen Anjun knew that Chen Jiao had sometimes targeted herself before, and Zhang Meng had made ideas behind her back.

This Chen Jiao left, and Zhang Mengcai went into battle shirtless and showed his head, otherwise he might not be able to let everyone see her true face.

Shen Anjun settled down, looked at the topic again, and started the draft on the prepared scratch paper.

In the first draft, she planned to explain the topic in Chinese first, but fortunately, the requirement was only 600 words, which was required for the composition of the first municipal competition.

Zhang Meng didn't dare to do anything at this point.

Soon, Shen Anjun took more than ten minutes to write the manuscript, and then considered whether the words and sentences were appropriate on the manuscript, and simply revised the Chinese manuscript.

Look at the time twenty minutes have passed, there is still half the time, no hurry, no hurry.

Shen Anjun looked up and swept Zhang Meng on the other side, seeing that she didn't even type the Chinese manuscript, and directly used English.

At this time, there is sweat on my forehead, and I don't know if I am nervous or anxious. This girl is also powerful, even Shen Anjun, who is from an eight-year specialty, does not dare to write directly in English, (mainly for fear of exposing her true strength too much) She actually does not type the Chinese manuscript, which is really admirable.

Shen Anjun said that he admired it in his heart, but in fact, he also looked at the jokes more.

After thinking about it, I was very happy to be able to appreciate Zhang Meng's masterpiece for a while.

Everyone present could see Shen Anyun's orderliness, and it seemed that half of the time had passed, although he had not yet started to write in English, but this posture should be under control.

Some teachers couldn't help but want to go over and look at her Chinese manuscript, thought about it and held back, there were less than twenty minutes left in this time, she still didn't bother Shen Anjun to write.

After the Chinese manuscript was polished, not surprisingly, everyone saw Shen Anjun begin to translate sentence by sentence.

To everyone's surprise, Shen Anjun seemed to have basically no difficulties in the translation process.

Generally, high school students at this age, especially in the 80s, when English has just resumed its learning boom, know a lot of some daily words and vocabulary, but it is really rare or even unseen to be able to write some vocabulary of geography knowledge directly without obstacles.

Some teachers guessed in their hearts that this child would not be scribbling.