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Chapter 44 Is it difficult to get first place in the exam?

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    I didn¡¯t report to school for two days in a row.

    Now that Fu Sichen has been discharged from the hospital smoothly, Tang Xin's condition is also improving, and Song Qinrong has nothing to worry about and goes to school obediently.

    The first period is Chinese class.

    Pan Wenhua walked into the classroom holding a pile of homework, and first looked at where Song Qinrong was.

    Seeing that she was finally here, Pan Wenhua immediately said sarcastically: "Song Qinrong, are you finally willing to come to class?"

    "Yes, Teacher Pan." Song Qinrong said calmly.

    This attitude made Pan Wenhua laugh out loud.

    "What kind of attitude do you have, huh? You just skipped classes when you transferred here. Is this how you prepare for the college entrance examination? Do you know that it will be exactly the same next month!"

    "Teacher Pan, my Aunt Rong didn't mean not to come to school. She has something to do and she has asked for leave from the class teacher."

    Xu Xiaonan, the licking dog No. 1, hurriedly helped.

    Tang Xin¡¯s suicide was sealed by the Tang family. Except for the head teacher Gu Daxun, almost no one in the school knew about it.

    Pan Wenhua threw the book onto the podium with a bang.

    "What's the matter? What else is more important than the college entrance examination now? Ha! That's right. She has already repeated the grade for three years anyway. It doesn't matter if she stays for ten or eight more years.

    But she can¡¯t afford to embarrass this person, and I can¡¯t afford to embarrass this person!

    I am the head teacher of Class A and a national special-grade Chinese teacher. When did I ever teach such rubbish?

    There is also Tang Xin, who hasn¡¯t come to class yet, and her test scores are a mess. Compared with her sister, she is like mud and can¡¯t hold up the wall!  "

    "Teacher Pan!"

    As soon as he heard about the fake Tang Qingqing, Xu Xiaonan became furious.

    "Can top teachers across the country just label students as 'garbage' or 'mud'?"

    "Are you teaching me a lesson?"

    Pan Wenhua¡¯s eyes widened in anger: ¡°What did I say wrong? Ah! Students like them who don¡¯t attend class well and do their homework well are nothing but mud!¡±

    "Then what Teacher Pan means, this classmate who doesn't attend class well and only sleeps is also a mess?"

    Song Qinrong spoke.  As she spoke, she pointed to Fu Yan in the corner.

    "I¡­¡­"

    Pan Wenhua was immediately choked by her.

    She didn¡¯t expect that the other party would make fun of Fu Yan, and her face turned red: "Song Qinrong! How can he be a mud? You are worthy of being compared with him!"

    "Why can't they be compared?"

    Song Qinrong¡¯s voice was cold.

    Although she has never been too lazy to argue with this little shrimp.  But Pan Wenhua was too difficult to deal with, so he would find trouble with her whenever he got the chance.

    Rather than doing this, it is better to deal with her once and for all today.

    At least it¡¯ll be quiet for a few days.

    "Does it mean that in Teacher Pan's eyes, students are still divided into three, six, and nine grades?"

    Xu Xiaonan also said in a loud voice: "That's right, they are also not attending class and not doing their homework. Why is it that my Aunt Rong is a mess, but my classmate Fu Yan is not? Why? Is he good at sleeping?"

    These words completely amused the students.

    "You are so brave, Mr. Xu, you are not afraid of death!" Qiao Luo praised him in a low voice.

    They dared to shoot Fu Yan.

    Xu Xiaonan raised his head proudly.  Isn¡¯t that right?  Following Aunt Rong, he is not afraid of anyone now!

    "Why? Why do you think so!"

    Pan Wenhua was so angry that his chest heaved violently: "Even if she sleeps in class and fails to hand in her homework, she still ranks first in the school every time! Does Song Qinrong have this ability?"

    Song Qinrong, who was named, smiled lightly: "It turns out that in the eyes of Teacher Pan, the attitude towards learning is not important, the grades are the most important."

    "What if that's not the case? The college entrance examination doesn't look at scores, does it still look at the length of study?"

    Song Qinrong nodded: "Does that mean that if I get first place in the exam, Teacher Pan will turn a blind eye to my future study attitude just like he did to that classmate?"

    Hearing this, Pan Wenhua was about to make a sarcastic comment, but Fu Yan, who woke up at some point, spoke first.

    "Just you?"

    His voice was full of sarcasm, and with a single glance of his cold eyes, everyone who was laughing just now was frightened into silence.

    He withdrew his gaze and looked at Song Qinrong with narrowed eyes.

    "What's wrong?" Facing the other party's provocative gaze, Song Qinrong raised her chin slightly and spoke word by word.?Asked, "Is it difficult to get first place in the exam?"

    ?  ?  ?

    It¡¯s very, difficult, isn¡¯t it?

    What does it mean to be difficult?

    Everyone was stunned on the spot.

    After a while, everyone became excited.

    "Here comes the damn thing again, Aunt Rong started bragging again!"

    "There are hundreds of students in the senior year of high school, do you think it's difficult to have one come first?"

    "I didn't notice it, Aunt Rong is quite cool. Is it still difficult? Come on, I can't even imitate this momentum!"

    Pan Wenhua was immediately laughed out of anger.

    "Fu Yan's number one is not just the number one in the attached high school, his results are far ahead of all the high schools in the capital. Do you want to surpass him?"

    Song Qinrong waved her hand impatiently: "So Teacher Pan, do you want to bet or not?"

    "Gamble."

    Fu Yan spit out one word.

    He stared at Song Qinrong, his face cold and gloomy.

    "As long as you can surpass me in the same match, don't let Teacher Pan take care of you. Even if you don't come to the Affiliated High School to attend classes, the Affiliated High School will retain your student status as usual and allow you to successfully participate in the college entrance examination."

    This is Fu Yan¡¯s guarantee for Pan Wenhua.

    Song Qinrong had already learned how Pan Wenhua was afraid of Fu Yan. Now that he heard the other party's guarantee, Song Qinrong nodded with satisfaction.

    "One word is settled."

    "What if you don't get first place?" Fu Yan asked.

    Song Qinrong spread her hands: "You say it."

    Fu Yan raised the corners of his lips: "In my opinion, a student with such a bad attitude towards learning and lagging behind in academic performance should no longer stay in the attached high school."

    "What!"

    Xu Xiaonan became anxious when he heard this.

    Doesn¡¯t this mean that Song Qinrong will drop out of school if he fails to get the first place in the exam?  How can that work!

    How can it be so easy to get first place?

    He hurriedly waved his hands to Song Qinrong: "This bet cannot be made! Don't agree to him, Aunt Rong"

    Then I heard Song Qinrong's lips parted slightly, and she responded with the word "ok" without changing her expression.

    Xu Xiaonan was completely stunned.

    Song Qinrong¡¯s eyebrows were calm, and she turned to look at Pan Wenhua: ¡°From now on, please ask Teacher Pan to be more tolerant.¡±

    "Okay." Pan Wenhua smiled sarcastically, "Then I'll wait for you. Give me a big surprise when the time comes!"

    She deliberately emphasized the last three words.

    A repeater from the countryside dared to boast that he could take the first place in the exam.

    She would like to see how this guy is thrown out of the middle school next month!

    With this bet, Pan Wenhua finally let Song Qinrong go for the time being.

    But the class hasn¡¯t ended yet. On the post, there has been another wave of craze about this bet.

    ¡­¡­

    Company meeting room.

    Fu Sichen calmly listened to the report of his subordinates, but his eyes kept resting on the beautifully packaged box in the corner, with a vague smile on his face.

    The subordinates were trembling with fear, completely unsure of what Mr. Fu, who had always been cold-faced and ruthless, meant when he suddenly smiled so mysteriously.

    They only watched the wise and powerful Mr. Fu occasionally squinting his eyes, occasionally raising the corners of his lips, and occasionally taking out his mobile phone, as if he was scrolling through something.

    Turning over and over.  Suddenly, Fu Sichen's eyes turned cold!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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