Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

Before the self-study started the next morning, in the office, Wang Zhong held a stack of papers and read them carefully, planning to arrange them from high to low.

At this time, the Chinese teacher in the next class walked into the office with a thermos cup in his arms.

"Mr. Wang, how is the exam in class seven?"

"It's better than last time."

"Hey, I don't know which class the full-score composition was changed to last night?" The Chinese teacher in Class [-] asked curiously, holding a thermos cup and slowly drinking a big mouthful of water.

"Looking at the handwriting, it's quite unfamiliar. Why haven't I seen the papers corrected before?"

The teacher of Class 6 didn't get the answer he wanted, so he raised his head to look at Wang Zhong at the next table, and saw Wang Zhong holding a paper and reading it intently.

"What are you looking at? So engrossed?" The teacher of class six put down the cup and moved over.

A chic score of 70 was written in the middle of the test paper.

"Oh, I have to be curious. The co-author is from your class, Ji Yichuan? But that word doesn't look like it."

Wang Zhong shook his head and explained, "It's Chen Putao."

"Who?" The teacher at the next table obviously didn't understand, "Chen Putao, Teacher Wang, you really know how to joke."

When he looked down and saw the handsome word Chen Putao on the seal of the clear paper, he couldn't help but swear.

"Am I fucking dreaming?" He rubbed his eyes carefully and said in a daze, "No."

"When did Chen Putao have such strength?"

"I think it's fun to be self-willed in adolescence." Wang Zhong shrugged, "I watched him write a composition for this student, and he deliberately hid it before. Maybe it's because they think it's cool at their age?"

Before the teacher of class six came back to his senses, a group of people rushed in, and rushed to Wang Zhong with disbelief on their faces.

Wang Zhong's attention was instantly attracted by the people in front of him, and he joked: "Hey, what are you doing? You don't prepare lessons early in the morning, so you go to the language office.

But none of them paid any extra attention, and they spread Chen Putao's test papers on Wang Zhong's desk unanimously. The English teacher said hesitantly, "Mr. Wang, look, he cheated on Chen Putao's score." ?”

Liu Yun, the chemistry teacher, shook her head: "It shouldn't be possible. I have noticed Chen Putuo's recent efforts. Every time after class, I always see him asking Ji Yichuan questions. I can also feel him in my homework. He is improving bit by bit, but I really didn’t expect him to improve so much.”

The new math teacher nodded in agreement.

"Look at this." Wang Zhong smirked and deliberately spread the composition paper in front of everyone.

"Fuck!"

As soon as the morning self-study started, Wang Zhong walked into the class punctually with the bell ringing. He still had a student teacher in his hand. Holding a stack of papers, he stood by the podium with a smile on his face and inspected the rowdy students.

"Damn it, did the teacher take medicine? How long did it take to change it?"

Wang Zhong ignored the astonishment and wailing of the students below, and turned his smiling eyes on Chen Putao, giving him a look of approval.

Feeling Wang Zhong's affirmation, Chen Putao felt a little excited in her heart, lowered her head, knowing that she had performed well in this exam.

"In this exam, although some students did not perform well and their scores were not very satisfactory, there are still many students who have made great progress. Here, the teacher wants to specially praise one person." Wang Zhong stroked his little mustache, "Chen Putao, this time he won the first place in a single subject with a perfect score in composition and a total score of 139 in each subject."

"what!"

The class suddenly fell into a turmoil, and it became more and more violent. Some excited students even ignored Wang Zhong and wanted to rush to Chen Putao and ask him how he did it.

"My God, I can't copy 139 even if I copy it. There are really gods who can pass the test."

"Yeah, he's made too much progress."

Although this incident seems unscientific, none of the students in the class doubted Chen Putao. The posts about composition are old and high.

Regarding this, the students in Class 7 could not help but sigh, "Big brother." '

The boss got a zero score in the test before, so can it be called a zero score?That has to be called personality!

Ji Yichuan was obviously taken aback when he heard such a high score, and quickly came back to his senses, and patted Chen Putao on the shoulder, "It's pretty fierce."

Chen Putao frowned, "You teach well."

Ji Yichuan raised his eyebrows: "I didn't teach you any language. I taught you some mathematics, physics and chemistry. I don't know how you did in the mathematics, physics and chemistry exam. Can you satisfy my little teacher?"

The smile on Chen Putao's face gradually disappeared, and he hesitated and said: "Then you have to prepare for the worst."

"Bad?"

"If failing a grade is bad, it should be."

Ji Yichuan shook his head amusedly: "I taught you for nothing."

"Come on, Chen Putao, keep it up!" Wang Zhong handed the paper to Chen Putao in satisfaction, then glanced at Gao Shang lightly, "Gao Shang, you are the only one in the class who didn't write down the pipa line, so turn around and copy the pipa line ten times Hand it over to my table."

Gao Shang wailed and bargained, poor thing, his appearance made the already noisy class even more lively.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang and Wang Zhong left the class, he heard the voice of the grade director Dai Minguo not far away.

"Coincidentally, Mr. Wang, the grades and total scores of your class have been ranked, and the electronic manuscript has been sent to the class teacher group. You can take a look at the paper manuscript." Dai Minguo glanced at the ranking quickly, and said without any surprise : "Sure enough, Ji Yichuan is ten points higher than No.2 this time."

Wang Zhong took the piece of paper, looked at it carefully, and regretted: "Ji Yichuan's handwriting is really too ugly, otherwise his Chinese would at least be a bit better."

Dai Minguo nodded deeply. Ji Yichuan's scores in all science subjects were close to full marks, but his Chinese scores were only above average. He shook his agreement, which was a pity.

Wang Zhong didn't look carefully, and glanced hastily. He was a little surprised when he saw Chen Putao's ranking, but he didn't study it carefully. He happened to see Ji Yichuan and greeted him, asking him to post this report card at the back of the class.

"By the way, by the way, let Chen Putao stick his composition answer sheet on the back."

Ji Yichuan nodded, took the report card casually, looked at it carefully, and when he saw the person he was looking for, he was taken aback and couldn't help laughing.

When he walked into the class, he didn't post it first, instead he took the noble position and put the report card in front of Chen Putao.

"No. 29, great progress." Ji Yichuan pressed his slender fingers under Chen Putao's name.

Chen Putao just saw his ranking, took the report card from Ji Yichuan, looked at the 29 in front of his name, a little excited, "Let me take a closer look."

"I did well in the English test." Chen Putao's voice was lively, but quickly faded, "However, the other subjects are not so good."

Mathematics passed the line, and physics and chemistry were still a bit short of the passing line.

"Not bad, it's better than I imagined." Ji Yichuan said casually, "Do you want me to make it up for you?"

When Chen Putuo heard this, she was a little excited: "Okay!" But just after finishing speaking, she felt that it was not appropriate: "Will it delay your own study?"

Ji Yichuan sneered: "Didn't you know that some people learn by talent?"

"But if you want me to make it up for you, you have to pay for it."

"What's the reward?"

Ji Yichuan frowned, hesitated for a while, and he couldn't think of any reward for a while, "I haven't thought about it, so I owe it first?"

Chen Putao thought about it, and felt that no matter what the reward was, she would not lose, so she made up her mind, "Okay."