When I returned to the dormitory at night, Su Mian entered the space as soon as the lights went out, there was no moon outside today, and it was even darker in the dormitory, and I really couldn't see my fingers.

In addition, after the monthly exam just now, everyone has the sequelae of cerebral overkill, and the girls in the dormitory don't talk at night tonight.

Wenwen is still the same, looking like an old monk, tilting his head and spitting eggs, surrounded him like a big flower and a small flower fan.

Su Mian didn't care about them, she practiced her grappling a few times first, and then stopped until her body was slightly sweating, and after doing a few more daily tasks, her physical strength recovered to 2, so it was definitely a long process for her to rise to 100.

After exercising, Su Mian went to the library on the second floor, and according to some symptoms provided by Dean Li, Su Mian flipped through some materials, but he didn't have a clue.

For the next two days, the students were anxiously waiting for the scores, and many teachers took the papers to the class for review during the evening self-study.

The students were so excited that they wished the teacher could tell them in public who had scored how many points, and let them listen.

There has been a situation before, when the algebra teacher Wang Yuzhu judged the papers, he didn't hold back and reported the score of a classmate, but it was Li Yajun's, and the algebra was full score.

This night's evening self-study was the class of the English teacher Zhang Haiying, and she also came with the papers.

The students craned their necks and looked at the podium from time to time, in fact, they all wanted to know if their scores had come out.

In this era, there was no answer sheet that could be drawn with a pencil later, and the teacher answered it one by one. That's why it's only one class, Zhang Haiying twisted her neck and twisted it a little dizzy, and if she wasn't careful, she just watched the serial, more than 100 multiple-choice questions, which looked really troublesome.

"Teacher, if we don't help you, we will definitely not pretend to be public and private." The naughty boy had already seen that Zhang Haiying was on the verge of collapse, and he had the courage to walk to the podium.

"No!" Zhang Hai's English tone was a little cold, these boys usually don't go to class well, where can she rest assured if she hands them over.

In fact, some teachers used to find a few good students in the class to help mark the papers, so that the workload was reduced a lot, and the students were young, and their eyes reacted faster than the teacher in all aspects.

But last year, something went wrong, a student saw that his paper secretly added 20 points to himself, and was later reported, so Principal Sun explicitly forbade students to participate in grading.

A few boys didn't feel ashamed, they just smiled awkwardly and touched the back of their heads, "Teacher, you see that you are still serious, so I will talk about it casually." ”

Hehe, the whole class burst into laughter, and everyone could see that they were obviously trying to help the English teacher judge the papers.

Only a dozen people were sentenced in one class, Zhang Haiying shook her head from side to side again, blinked her eyes a few times, and she almost became dazzled several times. She knew that the more she got to this point, the more she couldn't be in a hurry, and the more anxious she was, the more she would make mistakes.

But in English, it would be nice to have a one-and-done solution.

Su Mian's eyes lit up and she stood up, "Teacher, I have a way to score quickly." ”

That's what Su Mian said, if it were the boys just now, they wouldn't necessarily laugh at it.

Zhang Haiying looked up and saw that it was Su Mian who was speaking, and he also stopped the movements in his hand, "Su Mian, do you have any good ideas?" "Zhang Haiying was indeed tortured by the reading of the file and lost her temper.