[Quick Transmigration] Lord God is not happy

"The first is the classmate sitting in front of you, Xia Yunzhi." 038 was cautious.

"Oh." So it was him, Xia Yunzhi seemed to be really good at studying.

Lord God: "Do you have his report card?"

038 directly listed the grades of everyone in the class in his mind.

When the main god just read Xia Yunzhi's results, he didn't think it was difficult to reach such a level.

Could it be that his English or politics test is too bad?

The Lord God saw his achievements without saying a word.

At first glance, I noticed my own language.

95 points.

He remembered very clearly that their Chinese full score... was 150 points.

How come there are only 95 points.

The Lord God was puzzled.

He has used his supernatural power on the composition... It shouldn't be so low.

Have you misunderstood all your reading?

The main god sat on his seat with a sullen face, and a political book was spread out on the table.

Oh, and human politics he can't understand sometimes.

The class bell rang, and teacher Wang Hua, who disappeared after posting the report card, walked into the classroom with a stack of English papers.

He seemed in a good mood, beaming and flushed.

Even today, when facing the noisy teaching environment, he still smiles kindly.

"Students, you should have almost seen your grades." Wang Hua adjusted his glasses and said with uncontrollable joy.

"I saw it."

"No."

There were scattered voices of different responses in the classroom.

Zhang Liqian poked at the Lord God, and said in a low voice: "Tian Shen, you don't seem to have gone to see it, do you want me to tell you your grades?"

The Lord God pondered for a while, then nodded: "Okay."

Zhang Liqian said enviously, "You are No.2 in our class."

"Hmm." The Lord God was neither salty nor light.

Wang Hua on the podium was also impassionedly recalling the achievements of his classmates.

"Our class's grades in this monthly exam are not bad, especially the students in the front, it's really unexpected for the teacher!"

The students who had already seen the grades also whispered.

"Xia Yunzhi is so good, this result... My God, the total score of the last place is not as high as his two subjects."

"Tianshen is also very good. I thought Tianshen would be poor in English, but he is the second in our class."

"Could someone secretly hand over the answer to Tianshen? After all, there are so many people who like him, it's not normal for a girl to take the initiative to copy it for him."

"What did you say, is Tianshen the kind of person who can cheat?"

Wang Hua cheerfully invited Xia Yunzhi, and asked him to distribute English papers with a pleasant face.

"The number one in our class is our English class representative, Xia Yunzhi, ah, he is such an excellent kid, you all should follow his example!"

"Xia Yunzhi's grades this time are also the third in the whole school. This is the top three students in Class [-] in Xinnuo's history."

"It's really good," Wang Hua praised.

Xia Yunzhi's expression was the same as usual, and he distributed the papers slowly.

He sent it to the deepest position.

"Second, it's really amazing. Tianshen's previous grades should be pretty good too." Xia Yunzhi smiled innocently.

"I don't remember." Tianshen threw out the omnipotent answer that He Youqian taught himself, and looked at him seriously again, "Next time, I will be the first."

Xia Yunzhi smiled indifferently: "Student Shen should improve his Chinese and English that day."

The Lord God hummed condescendingly.

Wang Hua on the podium has already praised Xia Yunzhi to the depths of the sky.

"By the way, there is also student Tianshen, who is also very good. He got the second place in the class and a good grade of 21st in grade."

"Tianshen is really beyond the teacher's expectations. I thought Tianshen was going for a special career path. It seems that the teacher seriously underestimated you."

Wang Hua has never been stingy in complimenting outstanding students, and he never repeats his praises.

"Students in the back row, if you can be in the same class as Tianshen and Xia Yunzhi, why don't you study hard?"

"Look at the other classes, which class has better looks than the boys in our class."

"Don't think that the teacher doesn't read the post bar, I not only read the post bar, but sometimes I even comment on the vest."

"Those downstairs classes said that the boys in our class are vases, scumbags, and bastards, and I remember them all clearly."

"Of course, in order to protect the honor of our class, the teacher went off to speak for our class every time."

"Hey, you guys are so upbeat. The teacher is very pleased now. Now we have evidence to refute it. We must continue to maintain this result!"

It's really unexpected that Mr. Wang, who seems to be gentle and gentle, is actually a keyboard warrior who lashes out at Fang Qiu in private.

Li Wenzhuo laughed out loud.

Wang Hua continued to praise Li Wenzhuo and Zhang Liqian.

He praised the top ten in the class, encouraged the students in the middle for a while, and finally worked hard for the students in the bottom with high spirits.

The depressed mood of the students who thought they would be scolded after the test results came out instantly also followed suit.

The Lord God looked at Wang Hua who was smiling all over his face, and paused when correcting the paper.

It was a smile full of hope for a bright future.

It's so beautiful.

The Lord God looked at the grades of the last few students in his mind, and the class average grade automatically given by 038.

Since you always have to leave... then use up your divine power before leaving.

He will help the rest of the class learn.

On the other hand, the main god also wants to try, if other people can learn Chinese by experiencing the scene... what will happen.

He is still a little puzzled and minds that he only has a score of 95 in Chinese.

The Chinese class is the last one in the morning.

The Chinese teacher is a middle-aged female teacher named Yang Ning. She wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses and has a sharp voice. She likes to judge the students' compositions in cadence.

"Everyone has seen your Chinese papers. Your compositions have been marked with red pen marks. You can take a look for yourself."

The main god turned to the composition part with a sullen face.

Next to the title of his handsome composition, two strings of numbers were selflessly written with a red pen——

【31】

There are two powerful comments at the end of his composition.

[Thinking about sentences is good, but how did you come up with this idea?The title is also misleading, seriously digressing! 】

The Lord God's face became even colder.

Where did he digress.

He glanced at the title of Zhang Liqian's composition, it was called "Being a Man with a Structure", and the score was 45.

The Lord God was not convinced.

Yang Ning started to comment on the composition.

Her lightning-like gaze locked on Tianshen at a glance, and she asked inexplicably with a puzzled face.

"Tian Shen, what is the meaning of your composition topic? I have read everyone's composition in our class, but your idea is the most bizarre!"

"Today I'm going to focus on this issue of intention!"

"Tian Shen, bring up your test paper and show it to everyone."

Lord God: "..." Cut.

There's nothing wrong with his intentions.

The Lord God was full of arrogance and disobedience, and slowly handed in his test paper.

Yang Ning turned on the projector and showed Tianshen's composition to the public.

The whole class saw the title of Tianshen's composition, which exudes a strong middle school atmosphere——

"Facing Humans"