Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

Cao Xueping finished the Chinese test paper during self-study that night. Although Pang Meimei was not called out or scolded, when it came to the final essay topic, Pang Meimei was not mentioned in every word, and Pang Meimei was mentioned in every word.

Duan Jiajia was frightened when she heard this.

"Some students are very good at math, and that's no problem. But how can they go off-topic in their essays? Don't you review the math questions carefully when you write them?"

"You can write Chinese compositions like this, but this is still your own language! Aren't you ashamed?"

"You must not think that Chinese is easy to learn. It seems that Chinese can be learned casually, so you don't spend much time on Chinese. You are poor in Chinese, but you can understand the meaning of wrong questions when writing test papers for other subjects."

"If you can make an essay off topic today, you can make a mistake in a math question tomorrow. Don't think I'm being alarmist..."

Pang Meimei was trained so hard that her eyes turned red.

During self-study in the evening, I looked like a wilted green vegetable, with my head downcast and the light in my eyes gone.

"Okay, okay! This is the first monthly exam. Lao Cao also said that everyone's results in this monthly exam are not ideal, so don't be sad." Duan Jiajia held her hand and comforted her, " You are fifteenth in the class, so don’t worry. What I’m most worried about is that boy Zhao Fengyang. He has already dropped to grade 47. If he comes again a few times, he will be kicked out by Old Cao.”

"Class representative, just comfort the fat girl. Why are you bringing me with you? I still need comfort!" Zhao Fengyang, who was eating spicy strips next to him, raised his head. He usually lives on campus and only goes home during the holidays.But every day after evening self-study, they would be sent to the school gate, and they would not go back to the dormitory until they were all safely on the bus.

Zhao Fengyang touched Pang Meimei with the hand that was not holding the spicy strips and said, "If Lao Cao is not strict with you, how can she get rid of those people who spent money to get in? In the past, a class The quota is only forty people, and the teacher can't take care of the extra ones. But this time, those few people were paid to get in. Lao Cao couldn't resist the school leaders, so he pinched his nose and admitted. This was her trick to deal with the school leaders. A dozen or so people in his class can be scolded bloody, and those who can't keep up will be dismissed by Lao Cao when the time comes, and no one will say anything. The opportunity has been given to them, but they are useless! "

I have to say that such unethical downward comparisons are indeed comforting.

Pang Meimei wiped her red eyes and glared at Zhao Fengyang and said, "You are still talking about me. You are already in grade 47. Don't let me kick you out when the time comes. Lao Cao really does what he says!"

When she said the last sentence, Pang Meimei cried slightly again.

When I was in junior high school, the teacher was also very strict.

But this is nothing compared to Cao Xueping's.

Pang Meimei hugged Duan Jiajia's arm and wailed: "I have decided that I will study science in my second year of high school. Lao Cao is too terrible. If I study science, I won't fall into her hands."

Duan Jiajia touched the back of her head sympathetically, as if putting a little dirt on her grave, and said, "You told me before that the teachers for the main courses of liberal arts and science in the second year of high school overlap."

Therefore, if Pang Meimei enters a key science class in her sophomore year of high school, her Chinese teacher will still be Cao Xueping.

Pang Meimei:......

"Ouch - I'm so miserable!"

On the way from the teaching building to the school gate, there were many people wailing like Pang Meimei.

This is the first monthly exam since the start of school, and it is also an exam that completely calms these students down.

The No.1 in Class 2 is still Li Changhuai who just transferred here at the beginning of the school year. No.3 and No.4 were all dropped from the original list, and Duan Jiajia is still in the No.[-] position.

The top ten in a class are just internal position changes, not much different.

Even so, Cao Xueping was still dissatisfied with this result, otherwise Pang Meimei would not have been hit like this.

After leaving at the school gate, Duan Jiajia walked a little closer to the station and saw her father's buns.

"I'm leaving first." Duan Jiajia waved towards Li Changhuai.

I had asked Li Changhuai before if he wanted to ride in the car together, but he refused for some reason.

Because of the case in the county, Duan Shunan received a lot of business when the car stopped on the first day. After sending Duan Jiajia off, he would make another trip to pick up those students who were unable to catch the bus.

If he doesn't have money to take a car, Duan Shunan will consider the space in the car. If he can squeeze in one and it's still on the way, he will take it with him.

They are all students, so it is really not safe at night.

Duan Shunan has only brought one such student up to now, but his reputation has already spread in the school. On the second day of the sports meeting, when he came to pick him up for the second time, those students were already waiting near the station, and all the money was collected. Hand it to Duan Shunan, and then line up to get on the bus.

This saved Duan Shunan a lot of worry.

"There is bread and yogurt in the car. You can take it and eat it." Duan Shunan stood by the car smoking, waiting for other students to come over.

"Okay." Duan Jiajia sat in the passenger seat with bread in one hand and yogurt in the other. She happily said to her father: "Dad, the monthly exam results are out, fourth in the class and fourth in the grade."

Duan Shunan stood beside the car with one hand on his hip, very proud: "Really! Good things, good things."

Then he said to the second student who got on the bus: "The driver is happy today and the fare is reduced by [-] cents."

The student, who was originally depressed because of his poor monthly exam results, immediately jumped up when he heard this: "Really? Uncle Duan, did you really charge a dime less?"

Duan Shunan bit his cigarette butt and said with a smile: "My daughter ranked fourth in the grade in the monthly exam. I am happy."

student:……

That’s okay.Although I didn't do well in the exam, I saved a dime.

After getting in the car, I suddenly remembered the results list this time, looked at the passenger's chair and said, "You are Duan Jiajia! Yes, Uncle Duan's surname is Duan."

Duan Jiajia laughed awkwardly, but she didn't expect her father to react so strongly.

This is fourth in the monthly exam. I don’t know what will happen in the next midterm exam.

But seeing Duan Shunan's happy look, Duan Jiajia was not without a little joy in her heart.

After her parents passed away in her previous life, no matter how well she did in the exam, she was considered worthy in the eyes of her grandparents. If she failed in the exam, she would be punished.

It’s hard to say that she can write manuscripts by hand so quickly now, and it’s not because most of the punishments she received in her previous life were for copying.

"Well, he was just a little happy. I also performed exceptionally well in this exam." Duan Jiajia explained.

Seeing that no one had gotten in the car, he took out a bottle of yogurt from under the passenger seat and said, "Want to drink it? My dad bought two and I can't finish them. Please help me destroy one bottle."

The person who got on the bus was a girl. She was not tall but had a sweet smile.

Duan Jiajia had an impression of her and had often met her on the bus before.

The reason why I was so impressed was that this female classmate was not tall enough and could not grasp the handrail on the railing of the car, so she could only pull the chair.

Sometimes there were so many people that she couldn't grab the chair and had to rely on the strength of her lower body to stand still.

Several times Duan Jiajia saw her rocking back and forth in the car like a tumbler when parking and starting.