My Empress is My Bad Girl

Teacher Su secretly scolded herself crazy, and quickly took the papers and returned to the podium.

The bell rang at the end of get out of class, and the English class representative collected the papers. Teacher Su held the papers and left the classroom and returned to the office.

"How about Teacher Su?"

"How many points did Zhao Xiaojing score?"

As soon as she entered the office, she was surrounded by several teachers.

With a sullen face, Teacher Su walked to the desk, sat down, and took the paper to the table.

Seeing her look like this, Teacher Chen guessed: "Could it be impossible? Let me just say, it's not impossible to improve in one or two subjects. How can it be like this in every one... Is there a genius anywhere?"

"Full score."

Teacher Su spit out two words faintly.

"what?"

"real?"

The teachers were taken aback.

Teacher Su drew out Zhao Yuanjing's papers, handed them to them, and said weakly, "I stood next to him all the way, from beginning to end, watching him do the questions. So he can't cheat."

brush.

Teacher Chen grabbed the paper and laughed immediately: "This English is a bit ugly, far worse than Chinese characters."

Teacher Su snorted: "No matter how ugly you write, it will do if someone can write it right."

"That's true too." Teacher Chen was slanderous, carefully looking at the content of the answer sheet. Although he is not teaching English, he still has basic judgment skills.

The more he watched, the more shocked he got.

Teacher Qian and Teacher Yang were silent.

Teacher Chen counted with his fingers: "What can be confirmed now is that Zhao Xiaojing's language, physics and English can get high scores. Then...my math..."

He turned around and left.

He is going to give the students a test now.

It's a pity that the next section is history class.

As soon as the history teacher walked to the door of the classroom with a book in his hand, he grabbed his sleeve by his sleeve.

"Ms. Chen, are you okay?" The history teacher looked surprised.

"Let, let me go first!" Teacher Chen panting, flushed, holding up a stack of test papers, her voice hastily, "I will adjust a lesson with you, okay?!"

Although it was a question, he roared in a hurry, as if he would go crazy immediately if he didn't adjust the class with him.

The history teacher has a kind personality, thinking that there is something in his family and he needs to transfer a lesson immediately, so he nodded: "Okay, I'll take it for you."

Turned around and left.

Teacher Chen rushed into the classroom and slapped the test paper on the table: "Quiz!"

students:"…"

All the recent teachers are so excited.

Are they all suffering from pre-examination syndrome?

Teacher Chen ignored the students' complaints and stared at Zhao Yuanjing.

Write to me!

He shouted in his heart.

Zhao Yuanjing looked up at him and knew what was going on.

His grades attracted the attention of several other teachers, and they wanted to see if he could also take the full score.

Then, satisfy you.

Zhao Yuanjing picked up his pen and wrote his name, eh?

Why can't it be written?

He tilted his head and looked at the pen, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Is the ink out?

This is not like a writing brush, it can also be dipped in ink.

Teacher Chen, who had been staring at him on the podium, was a little anxious.

This kid, why stare at the pen in a daze?

Is everything else hacked, not mathematics?

Why is this?

Is mathematics more difficult than physics?

Teacher Chen was a little worried, so she asked silently: "Zhao Xiaojing, why don't you write the papers?"

Zhao Yuanjing looked up and raised his pen: "Teacher, my pen is out of ink."

Teacher Chen: "...you won't change a pen?"