Chapter 391: Midterm Exam
The head teacher happily agreed, she called the classmates in the back row of He Jing over and said a few words to him, to the effect that they were classmates from Jinjiang, and let them go a little for the friendship between the two schools.
This classmate is a banned P fan, and he couldn't help but feel aggrieved: "I finally got into the back of classmate He Jing."
Who made the head teacher have to arrange seats according to grades?
However, he still let it go and sat in the last row, anyway, the classroom of the second and third classes of high school is big enough, the lights are bright enough, and the blackboard occupies a whole wall, even if he is short-sighted, he can see clearly when he sits in the back.
After taking their seats, Ben and the familiar Jinjiang table whispered: "I don't know what Yingao has learned this semester, I think the content must be very simple......
Two minutes later, the class bell rang, and the physics teacher came in with the textbook, sweeping over the extra few people in the classroom, his eyes were full of excitement, but he naturally pushed his glasses, and pretended to be calm: "Students, open the tenth page of the textbook......
Everyone in the second and third classes of high school: "?"
Ben: "?"
The physics teacher in Jinjiang has only taught half of the lesson, and if they have nothing to do, they will take the exam, saying that they will accelerate the learning of the textbook content in the middle of the semester, why is the teaching progress of Yingao so fast?
"Stupid brother, we don't understand what this teacher is saying."
"Listen hard, stupid!"
……
How did they know that the physics teacher deliberately talked about the content that would only be talked about in the near middle of the semester in advance in order to fill the façade and not make Jinjiang students look down on him.
Seeing the bewildered expressions on the faces of all the students, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.
Look, he really bluffed all the people in Jinjiang.
After a week, the students of Jingao finally got used to the daily life of staying in Yingao, and the rhythm of learning in Yingao, the teaching materials of each city are different, and Yingao is indeed simpler than Jinjiang's, so they quickly adapted.
The director of teaching specially arranged student dormitories for them, one room per person, which was quite luxurious.
When the school was established, a dormitory building was built, but unfortunately the daughter and noble son here are either picked up by luxury cars or live in rented houses, and no one wants to live in the school, as if they are homeless if they live here.
The first to move in were He Jing and Yan Hanxi, because they had to make up classes for the National Physics Competition.
Lin Yi once again felt the happiness of the rich, as the saying goes, as long as people get something, they will lose something, and the rich man gets money, so he loses his troubles, which is really true.
Thinking that he didn't know He Jing's horror at the beginning, and laughed at He Jing's poor study, he couldn't wait to wear it back to give himself a big mouth.
is so rich, what else do you study, can you eat when you study, what he dreams of the most is not to work and eat and wait for the death of the family to live!
In the blink of an eye, another month has passed, and the semester is finally coming to an end, and the last monthly exam is seven days before the midterm exam.
The whole class fell into the collective anxious look when He Jing first came in, and Wu Yu shouted again, "Sister Jing, help! I borrowed the notes to copy them."
Shen Qiuyu stood up domineeringly, slammed his long legs on the table with a "snap", and said, "Sister Jing's chemistry notes are mine!"
"Wait, I, Sister Jing, don't grab my notes!"
……
Lin Yi ate snacks and watched the chickens and dogs in the classroom jump, his jaw dropped, and the shrimp crackers in his hand fell to the ground.
When He Jing's notes reached a sky-high price of 200,000 yuan, even Park Shuo couldn't help but say: "Enough, what's so good about He Jing's notes, going back to read books is a hundred times more useful than reading notes."
The classroom was silent for three seconds, and then—