you have to talk to me

Poor senior high school students are not qualified to celebrate the motherland's mother's birthday. The National Day holiday is only given for one day, plus six mock test papers.

The students complained endlessly, what kind of leave is this?Usually, the test papers of the six subjects have to be taken for two days, so this holiday is really fucking fake.

Wu Zhenwen's hard-hearted heart has been around for a long time, and he ignored the wailing below, and then announced that the second and third are the first monthly exams after entering the third year of high school, so everyone should be prepared.Not only do you have to prepare for the exam, but you also have to be mentally prepared for your final ranking to drop fifty.

After the shock, everyone was at a loss.Teacher Wu immediately said that there are three repetition classes this year, with a total of more than 170 students.

The fresh graduates who have never seen the world simply scoffed at them. Since they all repeated the exam, it means that they did not pass the exam. There is nothing to be afraid of.However, reality soon taught them to be human.

After the exams on the [-]nd and [-]rd, Teacher Hong Zhong worked overtime to calculate all the scores and rankings on the [-]th.

It happened to be English's turn for morning self-study, and Wu Zhenwen walked into the classroom carrying a stack of report cards under a cloud of darkness.The students who were shaking their heads and memorizing the words suddenly fell silent, fifty pairs of eyes lowered to the table, and a voice sounded in everyone's heart at the same time: Oh no.

After a few minutes, when the heavy atmosphere made everyone breathless, she finally began to read the name and grade ranking, and those who heard it went up to get the report card.In addition to the name and ranking read out, the report card also includes the total score, subject scores, and grade ranking of the subjects.Clearly nail everyone's position to the ladder of good or bad grades.

"Li Xingyu, 263."

When Li Xingyu stood up to receive the report card, Wu Zhenwen sighed and repeated 263 again, this is No.1 in their class.After the 150 top students were filtered out by the rocket class, the average number of top students assigned to each class were in the early 100s and early [-]s, and Li Xingyu was also in the [-]s and [-]s at the end of last semester.Hearing this ranking, he couldn't lift his head himself, so he quickly tore the piece of paper and returned to his seat.

Bailan is the second in the class, 288.

When Feng Jimeng's name was read, he hadn't realized it from Bailan's report card.She has a perfect score in mathematics and is the undisputed number one in her grade.English is only 92, a mediocre result, and Chinese is only 78, which is not a pass.Feng Jimeng always thought that her worst ability was English.

Feng Jimeng heard her ranking, she was ranked 333 in her grade, fifth in her class.

He went up to get back his report card, English 146, first.Based on the results of the last few exams, this was completely in his expectation. The only thing he didn't expect was mathematics. His score, which was always barely on the verge of passing, suddenly rushed to 120.In addition, the three subjects of science and comprehensive science have also improved significantly, and finally got a decent total score, which is also the first time to break through the first line.

Seeing Ning Da waving to him, Feng Jimeng smiled for the first time holding the report card.

However, Teacher Wu on the stage was obviously angry. After reading the rankings and grades of a dozen or so individuals, she stopped reading. She took a stack of report cards and threw them on the podium: "These people didn't make it into the top [-]." Yes, I don’t want to miss it anymore, save some face for you guys, and let me take a breath.”

"Students, do you know that you are in the third year of high school? Open your eyes and look at the days on the top of the blackboard. Don't think that there are still more than 200 days. How much time is allocated to you for each subject for the knowledge points of six subjects in three years? "

"Don't think that studying is just for me to see. Who is really studying, who is sleeping in class, and I know the self-study speeches clearly. I don't point out one by one to save face. I am 18 years old and an adult. Don't let me tell you. I don’t want to save face. I really thought highly of you, and I thought that the drop of [-] places was more than enough. I didn’t expect that I couldn’t stop it. Once the repeat class came in, the students in my class dropped by [-] places on average. "

"Look at you dead pigs who are not afraid of boiling water." Wu Zhenwen threw the report card to the study committee member and asked her to send it on. "Take the report card and reflect on yourself."

Because the repetition class intervened, the situation in the rocket class was not optimistic. Grades 20, 70, and [-] were all replaced by repeat students.Jian Hang fell to more than [-], Zhang Jiarui may have been thinking too much about spring during this time, and suddenly fell to more than [-], the situation worse than Zhang Jiarui is Hou Wen, who is not among the names Wu Zhenwen read, he fell to [-] Beyond the hundred.

This time he failed in two subjects, English was okay, but this time, for some reason, he rarely failed.However, the language he is most proud of only got half of the score because of writing a wrong topic in the composition.

Everyone from Feng Jimeng to Bai Lan tried to comfort him. It was just an accident, and the results of the next monthly exam will come back.Even Zhang Jiarui endured the grief and gave Hou Wen all the last bit of chicken blood, but he was still devastated.In the afternoon, Jian Hang also skipped a self-study class with him. When he came back, both Feng Jimeng and Bai Lan found that his eyes were red, maybe he was crying.

The pair at the same table had not had time to sympathize with others. After the first Chinese class in the afternoon, both of them were carried into the office by their Chinese teacher.

The Chinese teacher's surname is Xiang. Although he is nearly fifty years old, he is a small old man, but he keeps himself tidy and energetic. He has a smooth back, a shirt and leather shoes. He is 1.6 meters tall and walks with his hands behind his back. Hold your head high.

Feng Jimeng and Bailan followed him guiltily with the papers in hand, exchanging glances non-stop, they had already learned from the shorty's venomous words.

After entering the office, Mr. Xiang sat down and knocked on the table: "Report to me, your score for this monthly exam."

Feng Jimeng and Bai Lan looked at each other again, but neither of them spoke.Teacher Xiang made the decision for them: "Ladies first."

Bailan opened her mouth and began to report points.In order to show respect for the subject of Chinese, she reported Chinese first, from low to high, from 78 to 150.

Applause to the teacher: "Full score in mathematics, really good, excellent, so excellent."

After speaking, he asked Feng Jimeng to report, Feng Jimeng learned from Bailan's lesson, and reported from high to low, from 146 to 88.

"You are better, Chinese is 88, what a number, what auspiciousness."

"You two have 78 and one 88, what's the matter, you see that I'm poor, and you want me to send it?" Xiang Xiaozi slapped the desk, "I won't talk about others, and it's useless to talk about those with low IQ, you Two have a full score in mathematics, and the other is first in English, but the Chinese failed, what do you mean?"

"Are you dissatisfied with me? Are you protesting with me?"

"No, Teacher Xiang."

"Does that mean you think I'm easy to bully?" Xiang Xiaozi grabbed the white and blue answer sheet, "Come on, explain to me, what do you mean by not writing a single word in your composition? Huh? You can get a few words even if you put a few words on it." Why don't you plan twice for the divided part?"

"Not enough time."

"You think I'm much stupider than you, don't you?" Throwing the answer sheet to Feng Jimeng again, "You have enough time, don't you? Take a look at the questions you answered? What is written in the classical Chinese part, and what else?" Read, have you read this article? Feng Jimeng, are you illiterate? Or a robot with no emotions at all?"

The air conditioner in the office was not cool enough, and Teacher Xiang was sweating from anger. He unscrewed the electric fan clamped by the desk, pointed to Feng Jimeng and said, "Tell this electric fan, it can answer questions better than you."

Feng Jimeng made a bitter face and remained silent.Bailan still had a sour face when she told the dwarf that she was dog-planing, but when he heard him say that Feng Jimeng was illiterate, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Just when Bai Lan was about to bear it, Wu Zhenwen came over and carried her to his office, and after a while came back and carried Feng Jimeng away.Shorty Xiang knew it now, well, the old witch was deliberately protecting these two so-called "top students", which made him blow his beard and stare even more, and was very angry.

Wu Zhenwen didn't say anything to the two of them, but said that it is still necessary to plan time and energy, balance the results of various subjects, and not be so biased.After telling Bailan to pay attention to her body, let her go.Leaving Feng Jimeng to say a few more words, it can be seen that Wu Zhenwen is still very satisfied with him, and his hard work during this period is also seen in his eyes, and the results in black and white are also very gratifying.As the head teacher, she said some words of encouragement, and finally said to Feng Jimeng: "Your family called and asked you to go home from school in the afternoon, and said that there is something at home to discuss with you, so you don't have to go to self-study tonight."

"Oh." Feng Jimeng could roughly guess what was going on.

"Then go back to the classroom and call Hou Wen for me." He asked Feng Jimeng again, "I think you two are getting close. What is he doing recently? His report card looks like a roller coaster." of."

Feng Jimeng shook his head, and said that he didn't see Hou Wen doing anything else, maybe it was simply because he put too much psychological pressure on himself, especially when Jian Hang entered the rocket class.

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Feng Jimeng walked outside the school gate, and saw Wang Wei waiting for him at the old place.

When he got in the car, Wang Wei immediately said, "Your father is back, and he will arrive after four o'clock."

Feng Jimeng gave an indifferent "um", without any surprise, it was almost as he expected, what should happen will always come.

Wang Wei had nothing to say: "I picked him up in Ningshi, and he will come pick you up after dropping off."

Feng Jimeng just sat in the back seat with her schoolbag in her arms and stopped answering.

Wang Wei sent him to the door of the house, let him down, and turned to the garage behind the house to park.Before Feng Jimeng entered the door, he heard the sound of arguing inside.To be precise, it was his dad who was losing his temper.

"Besides knowing how to play cards and how to spend money, what else can you do? I deserve to support you? It's useless, I have to come back for such a trivial matter. When will you visit your son and care about him? future."

"I'm concerned, but he doesn't listen to me." He Xianglan replied leisurely.

As far as these two accusations are concerned, she is not angry yet, and when she is not angry, she will treat Feng Changxiong's temper as farting, and it is not this that makes her crazy.

Feng Jimeng pushed the door open and went in, bypassing the quarreling parents and going upstairs.

Feng Changxiong stared at him, he must have been very angry at his behavior of not even saying hello when he went home, if it were his other child, he would have been scolded already.

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Feng Changxiong still didn't intend to stir up conflicts between the two of them as soon as he came. He looked at Feng Jimeng who had walked to the middle of the stairs and said, "Put your schoolbag away and come to my study. I have something to tell you."

Feng Jimeng looked back at his father, went back to the room and closed the door.

He threw his schoolbag on the ground and lay powerlessly on the bed. Although he thought Feng Changxiong couldn't force him to do something he didn't want to do, there would definitely be a big fight, and he didn't like conflict.

After lying on the bed for a while, he remembered to send Yang Fan a message, saying that he had gone home and would not eat tonight.Yang Fan didn't ask too much, just said he knew.

After sending the message, Feng Jimeng carried the full schoolbag to the desk, took out a math test paper and started writing.After writing for about half an hour, his mother went upstairs and entered his room.

He Xianglan asked flatteringly, "I'm still studying."

"Ah."

"Eat some fruit." He said and put a plate of cherries on his desk.

"I don't want to eat." Feng Jimeng buried her head in the math test paper again.

"Your father wants to talk to you, so go to his study quickly. He has a way to get you into a good school, so it doesn't matter if you can do it or not."