"Die, die, die together", "Die together, die together.", "Alas" After the exam, the hallway was full of wailing.
The scumbags cursed themselves all day long based on their strength. The more they cursed, the more scumbags they became. It has nothing to do with them.
Except for the scumbags and Xuemo who had already lay down completely, there were not many other school dogs and school clothes in the examination room, wishing to hope that the operation "after death" would save something, proofreading the answers desperately . Very few school uniforms will shout excitedly after winning the proofreading process, as if they have got rid of the fate of failing, which is very self-deceiving.
In order to prevent being affected by the stupidity of the school clothes and the school dogs, and hurting his Dao heart, Jiang Sen deliberately changed the direction and went down another staircase. He moved down slowly and quickly, passed the third floor, and walked to the second floor. Sure enough, there were not many people on the second floor.
Then when I walked past the classrooms of Class 1 and 5 on the second floor, there were still students on duty sweeping the floor in the room. As soon as Zhu Chuchu, the health commissioner, saw Jiang Sen, he yelled: "Jiang Sen! The teacher corrected your paper in the office, why don't you read it?"
"Ah" Jiang Sen was taken aback when he heard the words, and instantly felt that Comrade Zhang Jiajia was going too far.
Such an important matter, even outsiders know about it, but he, the client, is still kept in the dark.
He thought that Zhang Jiajia would at least wait until after dinner before starting work!
"Grandma, so dedicated." Jiang Sen held a half bottle of mineral water bottle dangling in his hand, and ran to the office. He ran outside the office in two or three steps. When he looked inside, he saw that the room was full of people again. The children are all teachers who watch the fun.
It just so happened that Hu Jiangzhi came out from the inside at this moment, shaking his head and sighing uncontrollably, but his face was full of incomparable embarrassment.
As soon as he saw Jiang Sen, he immediately showed a smug smile and said, "Mazi, you lost."
"Fuck!" Jiang Sen thought he had thrown himself on the street, so he asked quickly, "How much did you lose?"
Hu Jiangzhi held his head high, and said solemnly: "I am one hundred and twenty-four, you are one hundred and twenty-two!"
"just two points more than me." Jiang Sen was quiet for a few seconds, a little surprised.
However, Hu Jiangzhi nodded with a smile, and replied: "Yes! Two points! Two points is also a win. Don't be angry."
Jiang Sen suddenly cursed in his heart: I'm mad at you! Stinky idiot!
The strongest math is only 2 points higher than my father, you are already dead in advance, don't you have any compulsion in your heart?
Jiang Sen muttered in his heart, ignored Hu Jiangzhi, and walked straight into the office.
In front of Zhang Jiajia's desk in the office, Director Zhao was still holding the test paper seriously, checking each question one by one.
Zhang Jiajia apparently first took out the test papers of the best players in Class 15 and Class 1 of Senior 1 and graded them. The average score was close to 120 points, which made Director Zhao full of doubts.
"Teacher, can I read my paper?" Jiang Sen approached Zhang Jiajia and asked directly.
Zhang Jiajia looked up at Jiang Sen, and couldn't help laughing out loud.
She slapped Jiang Sen's arm heavily, and said excitedly: "Mazi! You are amazing! This time, it seems that you can get into the top of the whole section in mathematics! This year's mathematics level, triple jump!"
"Calm down, calm down, the school's rankings are all empty names." Jiang Sen said in a very modest tone, "My goal is only the number one scholar in the liberal arts in Qujiang Province. Please judge my level accurately."
Poof! When Zhang Jiajia heard this shameless remark, he immediately burst out laughing.
Immediately there was a disgraceful crusade from the teachers in the office.
History teacher Shi Lili smiled softly: "Jiang Sen, don't be crazy, you just got a high score in the exam."
Geography teacher Deng Yue'e folded her arms and said with a smile: "The provincial champion of liberal arts the tone is not small."
Even Xia Xiaolin followed suit: "There were only about forty in the midterm exam last time. This time, let's get into the top ten first. Your Chinese score this time is not much higher."
Everyone obviously didn't take what Jiang Sen said seriously, and said it very casually.
But when Jiang Sen heard Xia Xiaolin's words, he couldn't help but his heart trembled.
Just as he was about to ask why Mao Gao couldn't go anywhere, Zhang Jiajia first reached out and took out an answer sheet from Director Zhao, handed it to Jiang Sen and said, "Here, don't even think about being the champion, but there is progress, let's keep working hard." !"
Jiang Sen didn't even bother to explain to these short-sighted guys. He took the paper, and the people around him, including Director Zhao, who had watched Zhang Jiajia judge the score with his own eyes, all gathered aroundWatch over.
Jiang Sen took a closer look, and found that the multiple-choice question he guessed randomly was correct, all the multiple-choice questions were correct.
Continue to look down, four fill-in-the-blank questions, and three of them are correct!
That is to say, not only did he guess one multiple choice question correctly, but he even guessed one right to fill in the blanks!
This Is this a bit of luck to advance the college entrance examination in advance?
Jiang Sen was a little flustered. These two questions scored a full 9 points, which can be described as extremely lucky!
And then, the next six big questions are exactly the same as what he judged just now.
The first four questions are all correct, the fifth question is blank, 14 points are deducted, and the last question is rare to get 4 points.
The total score of the rolled noodles is 122 points.
Hmm Jiang Sen held the paper, feeling a little mixed in his heart.
To be honest, he didn't deserve this score.
But things like test luck are also a part of strength, right? Who the hell can fill in the blanks so accurately, and you can get it right if you get a negative root of half and three minus one? I always feel that luck in this life is directly on this question. Half of it was taken away
Jiang Sen murmured in his heart, put down the test paper, and was hesitating whether to talk about Thirty Years in Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi. I opened my mouth.
"You do have the energy, you have the ability." Director Zhao put down Lin Shaoxu's 126-point test paper in his hand, and said calmly, "Young people, don't aim too high and be down-to-earth. The overall level of your 18th middle school is still seriously low at present. Don't Speaking of provincial liberal arts champions, you have been able to publish a few second books in the past few years, even if the city did not train you in vain." As he spoke, he looked down at Jiang Sen again, frowned slightly in disgust, put his hands behind his back, and walked out office.
In the office, there was actually a Zeng Youcai hidden. At this time, he turned his head and showed a contemptuous smile to Jiang Sen, and said, "It's not very good, but it's awesome." Then he quickly followed Director Zhao and got off together. upstairs.
The people in the office looked at each other at this moment, asking each other.
"That Director Zhao, is the new school leader?"
"The invigilator who came down from the city seems to be the former leader of Principal Cheng."
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Listening to the mutterings of the teachers, Jiang Sen didn't even bother to know who the other party was.
Anyway, looking at the background of Director Zhao, the old perverted principal did not come to accompany him in person, but only called Zeng Youcai, the weakest among the middle-level leaders of the school. Some of the signals should be very obvious
This Director Zhao absolutely has no real power
Possibly even the issue of Johnson's living allowance cannot be solved.
This kind of scumbag leader, what is he doing?
Jiang Sen thought snobbyly, then squeezed to Xia Xiaolin again, and asked more practical questions.
"Mr. Xia, what's wrong with my Chinese, I failed the test"
"I failed the examit's not like that." Xia Xiaolin smiled slightly, but she said in the next sentence, as if deliberately disgusting Jiang Sen, "But your composition, I read it, it's still the same problem, only four Get off to a good start."
Jiang Sen was taken aback for a moment: "The total score"
"It hasn't been changed yet." Xia Xiaolin replied lightly, "It's estimated to be more than a hundred points, a little over a hundred. ?