Chapter 117: A Bet with the Teacher (Three Watches, for Yan Ye and Shi Bi+)

Jiang Nan took the powder, wrote for a while, stopped for a while, and then bit the tip of the index finger of his left hand, licked his lower lip, and remembered something to continue writing. ~with~dream~small~say~ั‰~suimะตng~lฤ

After a few minutes of grinding, she sighed and turned around, facing forty-seven classmates and Jing Yiwen and whispered, "I'm sorry, teacher, I won't." โ€

When Jing Yiwen turned around and looked at Jiang Nan, he sighed much more than Jiang Nan:

"Alas!"

He wondered in his heart, what is the level of this transfer student?

The moment the paper came down, he was shocked, so shocked that he hurriedly went to Xiao Zhong to ask for this classmate's previous transcripts.

At first glance, his grades are in the middle and upper class, so how can he rank sixth from the bottom in his class? The next five are still the five big duck eggs that he killed.

In other words, the female student in front of her, she is the real first in mathematics.

Jing Yiwen wanted to scold people at the moment, and he also wanted to call 122 High School immediately and ask what those math teachers were teaching.

The little old man, not angry, snatched the powder in Jiang Nan's hand, turned around and brushed the brush on the blackboard to show the question, and handed the powder over again after writing: "Do this question." โ€

Wang Shuang below immediately clenched his fists with both hands and made a prayer, praying that Jiang Nan would meet.

Shen Luoluo below, who was listening to what her table mate was whispering about, widened her eyes after listening carefully, looked unhappy, and said with her mouth: Don't talk about Jiang Nan like that.

Fu Junze below, he wrote the answers to the math problems on the scratch paper in three or five clicks.

Guo Kai below whispered: It should be, right? I seem to know all about it.

However, after Jiang Nan looked up at the blackboard and finished reviewing the questions, she tried to solve the questions with her miscellaneous knowledge as usual, and after writing for two minutes, she said, "I'm sorry, teacher, I can only do this." โ€

Jing Yiwen was more persistent, and this time he picked up the powder and wrote a simpler math problem in the first half of the first semester of high school.

After Jiang Nan looked at it, he lowered his head and pursed his lips: "I'm sorry, teacher." โ€

With her apology, the class almost gasped.

It was in such an environment that Jiang Nan walked back to his place and sat down under everyone's attention.

She doesn't squint.

She didn't know that her face and ears were red now, which caused Wang Shuang to look at her frequently worriedly, and she stopped talking several times, and glared at Teacher Jing on the podium for Jiang Nan.

And Jiang Nan didn't notice this, she warned herself from the moment she sat down, don't think about anything, how others like to see it, listen carefully first.

After that, Teacher Jing talked about the papers, and Jiang Nan sat there, listening carefully and taking shorthand at the same time.

After the math class, Jing Yiwen took his bag and shouted before leaving, "Jiang Nan, come with me." โ€

Teacher Jing still couldn't bear to bury the girls in front of the whole class, not only that, but he also went downstairs all the way and called Jiang Nan to the more back-handed corridor behind the building.

Wang Shuang and a few of them tiptoed downstairs, only to see them hiding in the middle of the two floors to probe their brains.

What they could see was that Old Man Jing was pointing his finger in the direction of Jiang Nan's nose, and they all sweated for Jiang Nan, thinking that the next step was to find his parents, because at first glance, the teacher was scolding, and his attitude was very bad.

Yes, swearing.

Teacher Jing asked Jiang Nan: "Did you spend money to find someone to change your past report card or buy it?" โ€

Jiang Nan replied lightly: "Teacher, don't wronged people, although I was not smart before, the scores of each subject were hard and serious. โ€

Teacher Jing said, "Do you dare to fight with me? You're the last one, so what's going on? โ€

Jiang Nan replied: "There are many reasons, and I can't explain them clearly, even if I can explain the flowers, it is an indisputable fact that I have such a few scores, and it is meaningless." โ€

"Oops? What is your attitude? Just because I brought you to the blackboard to do the question, did you make a fool of it?

Jiang Nan, do you know, as far as your grades are concerned, you will be unable to pass the city-wide entrance examination in a few months, and when the time comes, what sharp knife class will be able to accommodate you, and take the college entrance examination, you will not be able to get your high school diploma easily?

Look at how many points you played, I am cold when it is said that it is my old Jingjiao! Do you know how good it is? Still hate me? โ€

"I don't hate you, as a transfer student in such a short period of time, Mr. Jing, my impression of you is the best.

I also know my current level, but I just want to express, how do you scold, how do I justify, it's useless to say anything, isn't it?

Teacher, I'm really going to work hard, and it's definitely not like that for the next exam. โ€

Jing Yiwen grinned disdainfully, believe Jiang Nan's words or not, only he knew in his own heart:

"Well, at this time next month, our class will still take the exam, if you Jiang Nan can get into the top thirty-five, my old Jing will admit in front of the whole class that he has wronged you, and wronged you for changing your transcript for coming here to mess around.

What about you? If you can make a good breath again, one day, as long as it is before the college entrance examination, you can do it even once!

Top 10 in the class, do you see this Coke in my hand? Whenever I am in class, I will have a bottle and you will drink it in class. โ€

Jiang Nan's calm eyes looked at Jing Yiwen: "Teacher, I don't drink Coke, can you store water for me in my big red robe then?" โ€

"Wow", Jing Yiwen kept nodding, his tone was so big, he was really bold: "Okay, you little girl, okay, there will be a day, the big red robe will store water!" โ€

Then Jiang Nan was pulled by Wang Shuang and a few of them back to the classroom, and she comforted others: "It's okay, it's really okay, the teacher taught a few words for our good, he scolded me for not being ashamed, and when I went to society, I told you, no one will tell us what we did wrong, just let me get out, I'm not so fragile, I'm thick-skinned." โ€

yes, what if you don't have a cheeky skin?

The cheeky Jiang Nan had to continue, don't look at her chemistry score and ranked 33rd in the class, and the chemistry teacher also picked up the question: "What do you choose for this question?" โ€

Fu Junze sighed, the moment Jiang Nan stood up, he leaned forward and reminded: "Choose B." โ€

Jiang Nan hesitated for a second, do you want to tell the truth? Never mind.

"Option B".

"If you get it wrong, sit down, the correct answer to this question is A."

Jiang Nan......

"Poof", Guo Kai fell on the table with a smile, and pointed at Fu Junze with one hand to suppress laughter.

Cheng Weifan covered half of his face and couldn't bear to look at it directly, this afternoon, is it easy for Jiang Nan?

Fu Junze hurriedly flipped through the book to check, he really wanted to tell Jiang Nan that he was right, and only then did he nod as the teacher explained the steps of the question, okay, he thought wrong about this question.

By the time the head teacher, Mr. Zhong, appeared with a stack of English papers, the 47 cerebellums had already become numb.

In the eyes of many students who don't know the situation, the teacher must have to ask questions about the education transfer students again, Teacher Zhong walked to Jiang Nan's desk, handed Jiang Nan a volume and said: "You don't have to do anything in this class, you don't have to listen to me, make it first, and you don't have to write the composition later." โ€

Then Teacher Zhong said to everyone: "Okay, let's talk about the paper in class first, I guess as I speak, you can also estimate the score yourself, right?" After we finish talking, let's talk about grades and class. โ€

Jiang Nan answered the question, she didn't know, she answered the paper that the Qingbei class had just finished examining.

At this moment, Mr. Zhong held the podium with both hands and said in the last five minutes:

"In this English test, the first place, Jiang Nan.

Students should know that I rarely give a perfect score in English, but this time I made an exception.

Moreover, I also took her paper to the teachers of other classes for review, and they also agreed with the full score. โ€

Jiang Nan once again asked the whole class to brush up on the salute, but the difference was that this time she started writing English essays in the next generation.