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The Chinese teacher called Luo Weiwei and Fan Yihang out for the essay contest that she said last time.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, the Chinese teacher was a little puzzled, why other classes were crowded out and wanted to participate, and if they were replaced by their own class, it would become that she wanted to force them to participate.

"I don't force you, but I want you to participate." Leaving this sentence that was neither soft nor hard, the Chinese teacher left a little unhappily.

Luo Weiwei looked at Fan Yihang and asked curiously, "Why don't you want to participate?" Isn't it a pity that you got full marks for your essays, so don't you go to the competition? And the teacher said that before the competition, there will be a teacher who has changed the college entrance examination papers, you ......"

"Because you're not going."

"What?" Luo Weiwei was stunned for a moment, a little hindsight.

However, Fan Yihang had already raised his feet and entered the classroom.

Luo Weiwei hurriedly followed and wanted to ask, but the class bell rang, so she had to sit down before asking, "What do you mean by that?" Because I don't participate, why don't you participate? ”

Fan Yihang glanced at her and reminded, "It's class." ”

"What's wrong with class? You have to answer me in class, why don't I participate, and you don't participate? Are you ......"

"Luo Weiwei!" Yu Hongwei turned his head to look at her and warned loudly: "It's class, what are you talking about with Fan Yihang?" To talk out. ”

He pretended to be casual and took the class notebook in his hand.

This is a math class, so the discipline in the class is under his control.

Luo Weiwei lost her temper and was about to jump up on the spot, but before she could jump, Fan Yihang next to her grabbed her hand under the table.

Her irritable mood miraculously calmed down, and she felt that although her emotions were calm, her heartbeat was out of order.

Two people sit at the last table, and no one can see the position below the table. Yu Hongwei only thought that Luo Weiwei was suppressed by herself, and raised her chin proudly, looking like a villain.

Song Ning had a vision, and he really wanted to swing it with a fist. It's a pity that he is still in the stage of probation, and if his fist is really swung over, he will really say goodbye to No. 7 Middle School.

Yu Hongwei is a villain, he has his own harvest if he doesn't punch!

But Song Ning was far from expecting the harvest to be so fast.

As soon as the math teacher entered the door, he slammed a stack of answer papers on the table, and said to Yu Hongwei in a cold voice: "The class representative came up and sent the answer papers." ”

Mathematics is the fastest subject to get a good score, so the answer sheet can be sent directly at this time.

Yu Hongwei was startled and walked onto the stage staring at the math teacher's indifferent gaze.

The math teacher pushed the answer sheet over, lowered his voice and said, "Look at your score!" What does the exam look like! ”

Even though the math teacher spoke softly, the class was quiet at the moment, and everyone heard it.

Song Ningyuan comforted kindly: "Don't be sad about Yu Hongwei, everyone has a time when they fail in the test." ”

But in the next second, he saw the top paper of the answer sheet by taking advantage of the geographical location: Fan Yihang scored 150 points.

Song Ningyuan "I wipe" and added what he just said: "Everyone has a time when they fail in the test, but Fan Yihang doesn't." ”

Yu Hongwei's face became even more stinky, and he curled his hair with a black face.

He saw Fan Yihang's score later than Song Ningyuan, and after seeing it, his mood was even more complicated, and he only felt that his stomach was about to burn.

Why?!

Why?!

"This time." The math teacher pushed his glasses and said, "Most of my classmates didn't do well in the exam, but there are two students I would like to praise." One is Luo Weiwei. ”

Luo Weiwei, who was suddenly named by name, looked up in astonishment and received an approving look from the math teacher.

"This time, you've improved a lot." The math teacher's tone was very affirmative, and Luo Weiwei's ears were red as she listened.

It turned out that the feeling of being praised by the teacher...... It's really good.

It's not a particularly interesting thing to study hard, but it's not a bad feeling.

The math teacher continued: "During this time, the teacher has seen your efforts and hopes that you will continue to persevere. Look up to your tablemates. By the way, there is another classmate who wants to perform is Fan Yihang. This time he got a perfect score in math. However, there is also a key class in the whole year that students also got full marks in the exam, which shows that the difficulty this time is not high. So those who failed the test...... I went back to reflect and ask my parents to sign it for me. ”

There was a sudden wail at the bottom: "Sign again?" Teacher, we're not elementary school students again......"

"What happened to the elementary school students? Elementary school students have more than you have to get a perfect score! The math teacher had a non-negotiable tone, and then looked at Yu Hongwei, who was still handing out the papers, and said, "The class representative will come to my office after class, and Qin Qianqian." ”

Qin Qianqian, who just got the paper, stiffened her face and saw her score: 86.

Before that, her monthly math score was generally about 100 points, but this time she really didn't play well......

She secretly pinched the corner of the test paper, and the joints of her bones were blue and white.

"All the test papers have been found, right? Check the answers first, and the multiple-choice question ......"

Of course, Fan Yihang doesn't need to check the answer, his paper is the answer.

He looked sideways at Luo Weiwei, who was covering her eyes next to him, and said a little helplessly and a little funny: "The test is very good, you put your hands down." ”

When Luo Weiwei heard this, she put down the hand covering her eyes, but she still didn't dare to open her eyes, and asked confirmatively, "Did I pass?" ”

Fan Yihang hesitated and replied, "No." ”

"Huh?" Luo Weiwei opened her eyes in frustration and saw a score of 66 points, she was overjoyed, turned her head and glared at Fan Yihang: "Isn't this a passing grade?" ”

Fan Yihang reminded: "The full score is one hundred and five, and the passing grade should be ......"

"I don't care! A passing grade is 60 points! She said, stupidly holding the answer sheet and rubbing it on her chest, it looked like a mentally retarded, but Fan Yihang's eyes became more and more gentle, but his expression was still cold, and he couldn't see the change in his expression if he didn't look closely.

……

When I was a student, everyone had a good impression of people with good grades, and some classes were even graded by grades. And when this person with good grades looks good, it is a fragrant dumpling that everyone covets.

No, as soon as class started, a few girls who were not afraid of death took advantage of Luo Weiwei to catch the water, gathered around Fan Yihang's table, and occupied Lin Tianyuan's position.

"Fan Yihang, the teacher has talked about this question in class, but we still don't understand, can you tell us about it?"

Fan Yihang first glanced at Luo Weiwei's table, and there seemed to be a little hesitation in his eyes.

Luo Weiwei...... Will you be unhappy?

At this time, a girl whispered: "Luo Weiwei is back!" ”

Fan Yihang raised his eyes and looked over.

"Is this a meeting here?" Luo Weiwei walked over and asked.

The girl who spoke just now laughed dryly and said, "We don't have questions, I want to ask Fan Yihang." ”

They knew that Luo Weiwei didn't like others to touch her seat, Luo Weiwei almost quarreled with Lin Qixin because of the seat last time, and was thinking about whether to go directly, when they heard Luo Weiwei say, "You ask this question?" I didn't understand either. Fan Yihang, you can tell me about it together. ”

Now, the unhappy person was replaced by himself.

Luo Weiwei...... Don't care at all?

With this in his mind, his hand was already writing the steps in his sketchbook, his face was quiet, but the color of his eyes was a little heavy.