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The evening self-study class is in charge of the English group teacher.

The English papers that have not been handed out for a long time were also handed out after dinner. I heard that the reason why the English papers were approved so slowly this time was because an English teacher in the second grade group was pregnant, and she was the English teacher in the tenth class next door. .

When I arrived in the classroom, the papers were already spread out on the table.

An Yuxie and Yi Yinghao cried bitterly, scolding Gu Jiming as a traitor.

At first, Yang Yan was still a little confused, until Gu Jiming picked up his own paper before him. Gu Jiming was amazed by his English paper, and asked Yang Yan: "The English paper has a full score of [-], right? Bar?"

Yang Yan walked back to his seat. He passed one hundred and two in the exam, which can be regarded as the expected result.He is different from Lin Zhihai's classmates with outstanding grades. The biggest feature of Yang Yan's grades is balance, which is very balanced in all aspects. He can only be called excellent, but not the best.

Yang Yan wondered why Gu Jiming asked such nonsense: "Yes, it's 150."

Gu Jiming put the English paper in front of Yang Yan, and flicked it twice with his index finger: "Oh, what a pity, it's only one point short of full marks."

Before Yang Yan could react, Gu Jiming put the paper on the desks of An Yuxie and Yi Yinghao: "Although you two must have read it, I will show you one more look."

"Did you see this one, this four, this nine." Gu Jiming said, and he shook the paper twice again: "Do you see clearly? This scarlet handwriting, my medal of the strong."

Yang Yan turned his head in shock: "?"

Gu Jiming English 140 nine?

Yang Yan's expression greatly satisfied Gu Jiming's vanity, what was he reading?

Just for this moment!

Gu Jiming sighed: "Actually, this is my real strength. I took the exams before because I was afraid of dampening your enthusiasm for learning."

"Unfortunately, I'm still too strong to hide it."

Yang Yan: "..."

"roll!"

Yang Yan said it well, and Gu Jiming rolled away in a hurry.

He took the only English paper since the beginning of school that could be regarded as the first in the grade, and wandered around, showing his strong dignity to everyone.

After all the classmates in the classroom had browsed Gu Jiming's papers and exclaimed something like: "Brother Ming is so awesome!", Gu Jiming returned to his seat satisfied.

It's a rare opportunity to win. Although Gu Jiming has long known that he has a high score in English, he still feels extremely embarrassed that his highest score in all subjects after many years is actually English.

"In the past, English was the most annoying part of reading. It was useless to waste time. Unexpectedly, it is my highest score now. Alas, life is unpredictable, and the world is unpredictable."

Yang Yan has nothing to say to Gu Jiming: "No mouth, I can sew it up for you."

After getting over the initial shock, Yang Yan naturally accepted the fact that Gu Jiming's English was surprisingly good.

Of course, Gu Jiming said that junior high school and high school are one of the few TOP in the city, without any advantages, how could he get in?The entrance examination for junior high school was screened out.Although Gu Jiming's overall grades are still surprisingly bad even with the addition of the god-defying English, it is still considered a strong subject with a bias.Maybe he is a partial subject, only partial to English.

The new education emphasizes the diverse development of children.

Yang Yan didn't expect that his deskmate would be the beneficiary of the new policy, so he really underestimated him.

Among all the people in the class, Song Yuhe was the last to know that Gu Jiming was number one in English.

Song Yuhe was doing physical training below, and entered the classroom by stepping on the bell for evening self-study, Gu Jiming hadn't had time to show his results to his cronies.

First-hand news has become second-hand retelling, but there is still no middleman to make the difference.

When Song Yuhe was lying on the draft paper and drawing a kitten, he heard the two boys in front of him chatting casually, and they talked about Gu Jiming: "As expected of him from the main school, I just said that his grades are actually not very good. I can do it too, he got the first place in the English test, awesome."

Song Yuhe almost yelled in the classroom: "What number one? Last one?"

He digested more slowly than Yang Yan, and it took him half an hour to accept the news. Finally, he couldn't help but send a message to Yang Yan:

—— Gu Jiming ranked first in English?What's the matter with him?

Coincidentally, Yang Yan used his mobile phone to recite words:

——That’s right, at least it was transferred from the third transfer.

——Could it be possible that you really think that the No. [-] Middle School in the city is ranked backwards?There is also the entrance exam.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. Why didn't I sit behind Gu Jiming when I took the English test at the beginning of school?"

Song Yuhe muttered a few words, but when he thought about it, he was right, it made sense when he thought about it this way.

Immediately, Song Yuhe remembered another thing:

——How are you thinking about the drama club?Senior sister is waiting.

Yang Yan:

——In the third year of high school, don't think about these love affairs, study hard.

Song Yuhe couldn't laugh or cry, the reason why he mentioned Yi Xuanze was mainly to arouse Yang Yan's interest, but now it seems self-defeating:

——No, there is a real shortage of people, a handsome prince, and a faceless knight.

——Don't worry, Yi Xuanze has a clear distinction between work and personal affairs, so she won't pester you, and girls also have to face her.It was quite courageous to come to confess to you, and she made such a big fuss at that time.

——But it's really strange, Yi Xuanze is pretty good-looking, and she chased you with heart, but you actually said no and refused, without hesitation at all.

Yang Yan replied:

——I don't like her, it's not good to hang her.

——Give up on me early, and she can find another one, so I won't waste her time.

Song Yuhe typed:

——Then why don't you stay somewhere first?What if I like it later.

Yang Yan:

——Impossible, there are some people who I know the result from the first time I see them.

——I am a faithful believer in love at first sight.

——If you don't like it, you just don't like it, and it cannot be made up for by long-term relationship.

Song Yuhe was in an uproar.

Before he could say anything else, Yang Yan sent another message. As soon as Song Yuhe asked him about his relationship, Yang Yan became very annoyed:

——Are you from Dunhuang?

——There are so many forced words.

—Is there anything else?Don't bother me to recite words anymore.

——something, something.

Song Yuhe hurried to remedy:

—Anyway, think about it again?The president of the drama club is my downstairs neighbor.

——It’s still early before the mid-term exam, and I’m still idle, how about going to have fun?Not busy either.

Yang Yan replied blankly:

—Let’s say it again.

Song Yuhe asked again:

——What about Gu Jiming?Ask him for me, what is he doing?

Gu Jiming is really a member of the fairy family. It is already [-], and he hardly touches the phone, and only watches cartoons when he touches it. This is the first time Song Yuhe has met an immortal.

Since Song Yuhe asked, Yang Yan paid a little attention to Gu Jiming.

He found Gu Jiming lying on the table doing physics problems, still muttering.

Yang Yan was curious, and leaned over to listen without showing any signs.

"Just because you want to lie to me?!"

With that said, Gu Jiming put a cross on option A.

Yang Yan: "..."

Yang Yan was tired of saying the word sick.

Song Yuhe also urged Yang Yan to reply quickly, the chat window shook a bit:

——What is Gu Jiming doing?

Yang Yan typed without changing his expression:

——He is having a soul exchange with the person who made the question.

Song Yuhe: "???"

It turned out that Song Yuhe couldn't keep up with the times.

What the hell?

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