The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 197 Plagiarism?Pressure problem?
The teacher came in from the outside with the test paper. Her face was not very good-looking. Not only was it not good-looking, but there was also an indescribable seriousness brewing in that expression.

"Class representative, come up to distribute the test papers." After the teacher said this, he looked at the seat at the back and said in a cold tone, "Bo Jiu, come out with me."

The students present were all confused by this diametrically opposite attitude.

After all, each of the teachers in front was boasting about Bojiu, completely blowing them up.

But when it comes to the teacher, this is the situation...

Could it be because Bo Jiu's grades were too poor?

its not right.

In the past, no matter how bad the doctor's performance in the nine exams was, the teacher's performance would be mediocre.

Everyone could see that it was the attitude of giving up Bo Jiu long ago.

He didn't seem to care how much Bo Jiu got in the test.

But looking at the teacher's behavior today, it doesn't seem to be because of grades...

But if it's not because of grades, then why?
Bo Jiu also frowned, put away the book, and walked out of the classroom with a straight back.

The teacher didn't say much, walked all the way, without showing the slightest smile on his face, and directly brought the boy into the grade group office.

Before Bo Jiu could go in, he heard the noise coming from inside.

"I don't believe that he can get such a good result in the last one! First in age? The students in our class A who participated in the Olympiad class only have two perfect scores! What about him? Five perfect scores, let me not talk about it In addition, let’s talk about him, how did he get the perfect score in the test? Even their teacher Zhang said that Bo Jiu’s usual grades were so poor that he couldn’t even memorize a formula. The result? Full score? This There is definitely something wrong in there!"

The teacher paused, then opened the door and walked in.

In an instant, the office fell silent.

But the expressions of the teachers did not change in any way, and everyone's face was slowly unconvinced.

After seeing Bo Jiu, he picked up the water glass and took a sip, but his eyes swept towards Bo Jiu, with a very obvious disdain in his eyes.

"Stand there." The teacher sat down on his seat, sighed and said to Bo Jiu, "After what happened last time, the school has paid a lot of attention to the way students are treated, if it's not something particularly important, I also don’t talk to students. I can understand everyone’s desire to get good grades, but the teachers are not blind, and they have the most basic judgments for each student in their hearts. Now the head teachers of all classes are here. Each of us suspects that there is something wrong with your test scores this time. Bo Jiu, can you tell the teacher how you got your test scores this time? As I just said, the school pays a lot of attention to students , if you admit your mistake this time, the school will not say no to you, and will always give you a chance..."

Hearing this, Bo Jiu, who had been silent all this time, opened her mouth. The corners of her mouth were half-curved, showing a slight coldness: "Admit this mistake? I'll take a test, what's wrong?"

"Bo Jiu!"

As if angered by the boy's attitude, the teacher snapped down his pen, his chest heaving up and down: "You mean you don't intend to admit it by saying that? Then I'll ask you, you read all these questions a week ago I don’t understand, why do you understand everything when it comes to the exam?”

(End of this chapter)