At 3:50 p.m., the three-day long midterm exam of the "Three Dregs Alliance" finally came to an end. The moment the bell rang, in the classroom of Grade 2 and 7, Shao Min let out a cry of liberation, put down his pen, and stretched long.
The paper for the last political class was quickly passed up from the back row of the classroom.
Jiang Sen, who had operated with one hand for two days, closed his eyes and was useless to move. Zhang Xuefen walked down directly, took his test paper away, and didn't ask him how he did in the exam as usual. He was full of trust in Jiang Sen.
A young member of the Municipal Sports Bureau who had been standing in the classroom for two classes, immediately followed Zhang Xuefen out of the classroom after receiving the test papers from the whole class. This afternoon, Director Gao didn't come over directly, but sent a section member to stand guard. The students in the class who didn't know it thought it was sent by other schools to invigilate the exam. Of course, it's pretty much the same.
"Teacher Jiang! How are you doing?"
"Teacher Jiang still need to say? Teacher Jiang must be fine! It's just that we won't be able to make it in the next game! Mara a coin, the idiot the day before yesterday, he should be killed directly! Otherwise, our class will win the final today!"
As soon as the teacher went out, there was an uproar in the classroom.
The kids who didn't know what happened to Jiang Sen in the past few days, they only focused on the midterm exam and the school basketball game, and they only focused on Jiang Sen from the superficial acne and bald head. The points were transferred to Jiang Sen's midterm exam results and his severed hand. When Jielun Zhu talked about Jiang Sen's broken arm, he gritted his teeth more than seeing Yang Guo being chopped off by Guo Fu. Jiang Sen, however, closed his eyes and did not speak. At this moment, his whole mind relaxed a little, and his fatigue became obvious.
In fact, I really want to sleep, but unfortunately there is a Chinese class next
For some reason, I suddenly had the urge to skip class and go back to the dormitory to sleep for an hour.
Something is very wrong.
Obviously, even if you don't participate in training, your body is still slightly overdrawn to some extent
"Mr. Jiang's biology score is out!" After a while, a female student who came back from the toilet suddenly rushed into the classroom excitedly, shouting, "82 points! Teacher Jiang's biology score is 82! Ji Xianxi!"
"Huh?" Student Xixi instantly showed a surprised expression.
The girl continued: "You are fifty-eight! You failed!"
"Damn it!" Ji Xianxi rolled his eyes.
The classroom started to yell again, saying how difficult the biology exam was.
But to be honest, it's really not easy.
The proportion of genetic questions is not small, and the score is high. The other questions are also twisted and twisted. They are not as difficult as the usual lecture questions in liberal arts classes. This is because the topic of the answer was written by Teacher Xiaobai alone, and it is common for liberal arts classes and science classes.
And in line with the spirit of "high standards, strict requirements, and keeping up with the top high schools in the city" that Principal Cheng emphasized in the meeting before the exam, Teacher Xiaobai didn't hold back much. So just after the first biology test in the afternoon, all seven classes in the whole grade were crying and howling. Howling so much that Teacher Xiaobai has been empathizing with his classmates since he finished the exam, and was so angry that he wiped away tears.
There were only three students who passed the exam in class seven of the second year of senior high school. Except for Jiang Sen who was in exceptionally good condition today and scored 82 in the test, the other two passed the test, both in their early 60s, and seeing that the average score is well on their way to 40.
Cheng Zhanpeng, who has been paying close attention to his grades, now can only hope that the "Three Dregs Alliance" will share weal and woe forever. Whoever stands up first will be a dog. The 18th middle school exam is so bad, and the 11th middle school and the 13th middle school should not be much better. .
"Fuck! Jiang Sen, why are you studying science! Why do you stay here and insult us?"
"Yeah, it's too irritating, Mr. Jiang, you did it on purpose!"
"Haven't you seen it yet? Jiang Sen is afraid that he won't find a wife in the future, so he will use his talent to conquer you now, no matter what happens, just cheat a girlfriend and go back first! Teacher Jiang, am I right!"
Hearing Chen Chaoying's question, Jiang Sen opened his eyes immediately, looked at her pretty face, and asked seriously: "Why are you talking so much? If you have the guts, come and have a room with me tonight! I'll see my parents tomorrow after today's day is over. Just get the certificate!"
"Ah¡ª¡ª! Teacher Jiang, you are a bad person!" Chen Chaoying ran away with her face in her arms, shouting, "You toad want to eat swan meat, you have a good idea!" He ran out of the classroom in a hurry, and ran to the toilet to pee went.
"Cut, don't even dare to open a room, rubbish." Jiang Sen said contemptuously, and turned to look at Chen Peipei.
Chen Peipei shook her head hastily: "Don't look at me! I'm trash! I don't dare!"
 ??Is the black whistle interesting? Is this how you play? "
Seeing Lao Qiu on the side, he was afraid that something might happen again, so he rushed up in a hurry. But Jiang Sen slowly took his hand out of the plaster, bent down again, and untied the two sandbags on his ankles, which fell to the ground with a bang.
"Wow, Teacher Jiang's physical fitness"
Immediately there was a girl nearby who was shocked by this scene and looked at Jiang Sen with admiration.
Jiang Sen stood up straight, and before he knew it, he was already taller than Deng Yuee. Looking down at her, he smiled and said, "Teacher Deng, look, if I played in person, would there still be any suspense in this match? Now that they have lost, at least they are still alive." Can blame black whistle.
The game is like this. When you play, you must be mentally prepared to face all difficulties. Off-court factors are also part of the game. If even this little difficulty is unbearable, and the road to life is still so long in the future, the difficulties he encounters will only be more disgusting than today, who will he cry to when the time comes? When this happens, I don't care. Black whistle is black whistle, you blow yours, I hit mine, as long as my strength crushes me, who can black me for the rest of my life? You must know that justice will eventually defeat evil"
"Shut up!" Deng Yuee yelled to stop Jiang Sen's nonsense, and then looked at him carefully.
This bastard, blowing a black whistle and blowing himself into the embodiment of justice, where did the face and brain circuit come from?
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