MVP in the next examination room

Almost all Class 12 moved their positions.

Originally, Feng Zhizhong planned to adjust the seats after the monthly exam, with the grades as the main reference factor, and those who did well in the exam were placed in the middle and the front, and the seats of other students were switched around.

Teacher Ren thought about it and asked them to rank themselves first. After Ding Yifan filled out the seating form and handed it to him, he would discuss with everyone if he felt that it was inappropriate.

The seating table was filled out quickly, and there was no dispute in the middle—because their main reference factor was height, and taller students would take the initiative to sit back and give up the front row to smaller students.

The representative of the Chinese class moved the desk to the back and let out a long breath: "Damn, I can finally straighten my waist in class..."

He is taller, but because of his good academic performance, Lao Feng has always placed him in the first three rows.

Ding Yifan didn't intend to move at first, and thought it would be good to stay in the small corner in the first row - he is not short, but he always lays down habitually, so he never hinders the sight of the students behind him. Most importantly, He was too lazy to move his mountain of tutoring materials.

However, Mr. Ren insisted that he change the seat, at least to a symmetrical position, lest he develop a "funny face" before finishing high school-squinting is no joke.

Before class, the positions of the whole class are adjusted, waiting for the new math teacher to come to class.

Before the new math teacher took up the job, Class 12 had a few days of "eating hundreds of meals". Whichever math teacher had time, the math teacher of which class would come over to give them a lesson. Open, let them go to self-study.

The new math teacher is younger than Lao Feng, but his lectures are no worse than Lao Feng's, and the rhythm is very stable. It is a speed that most of the students can keep up with, and those with top grades will not be too slow.

Unfortunately, Tang Ran was not included in this group of students.

After the seat was moved to the last row, he erected a pair of bookends on the desk, and put all the high and low textbooks on the desk, so that they can be tightly blocked when the body is not sitting upright.

At this moment, he is using this row of textbooks as a barrier to play with his mobile phone on the table with confidence.

Yuan Che's peripheral vision inadvertently glanced to his side, and happened to see him poking into a voting post—a boring election once a semester had started again.

-[Who is the school grass of Shengjing in your mind?Hurry up and pick it up! ]

- [Current ranking:

No.1 Tang Ran 589 votes

No.2 Yuanche 589 votes

No.3...431 votes]

Yuan Che's eyes stayed there for a second - during this second, he saw Tang Ran's fingers press the confirmation button on the selection button behind the first row without hesitation.

The real-time ranking immediately becomes:

[No.1 Tang Ran 590 votes

No.2 Yuanche 589 votes

No.3...431 votes]

Yuan Che: "..."

As soon as Tang Ran raised his head, he happened to meet Shang Yuan Che's gaze, and criticized him without blushing and heartbeat: "Look at what I'm doing, listen to the class!"

Yuan Che: "Let me see where your face is."

The math teacher was drawing a function diagram on the blackboard, when he heard the whispering voice below, he turned around and cleared his throat: "Look at the question, don't talk!"

——In fact, it was not only the last two who spoke, but when the teacher turned his head, his eyes were immediately attracted by an invisible position in the last row, and he was sure that the person in the position had just said something: "The student at the back , you come to the front to do this question."

Tang Ran's eyes were fixed on the screen, without the slightest awareness that "the classmate at the back" refers to him.

The math teacher said again: "The boy at the back, what's your name?!"

Tang Ran hadn't started playing with his mobile phone when he entered the door. The teacher clearly remembered that a male student with an eye-catching temperament and appearance was sitting there.

This sound suddenly raised his voice, Tang Ran finally moved his eyes away from the screen, glanced slightly to the left and right sides, and asked Yuan Che: "What are you doing?"

Yuan Che looked at him with a half smile: "Go up and do the questions."

"That male classmate, don't look at other people, it's you who is asking! What's your name?"

The students turned their heads one after another, holding back their smiles and looking at the table of Tang Ran and Yuan Che.

Then they heard a voice from behind the pile of books: "Yuan Che."

"........."

"Yuan Che," the math teacher tapped the blackboard, "You come up and do this problem."

"Go now," Tang Ran said to Yuan Che, "The teacher calls you."

"..." Yuan Che said expressionlessly, "If you want to die, I can help you."

The math teacher got impatient with the wait, so he simply got off the podium by himself: "What's the matter with you classmate..."

Seeing that the teacher was going in the wrong direction, Tang Ran quickly put away the phone, and turned the book to the correct page when the teacher stood by his side: "Teacher, are you calling me?"

"Otherwise," the math teacher glared at him, "don't dawdle!"

Tang Ran stood up quickly: "Teacher, I don't know how to do this question."

After speaking, he sat down quickly.

It didn't grind at all.

teacher:"……"

The math teacher turned and left angrily and helplessly. Coincidentally, Tang Ran's cell phone stuffed in the belly of the table vibrated at this moment.

The teacher turned back abruptly: "Are you secretly playing with your phone down there?"

"No," Tang Ran pushed back the half-exposed schoolbag calmly, "I forgot to mute the volume in class, I'll pay attention next time."

It was obvious that the young math teacher was very angry.He decided that Tang Ran was just hiding behind the book and secretly playing with his mobile phone, and said sullenly, "Yuan Che, I remember you."

"No, teacher." Tang Ran shook his head solemnly and corrected, "My name is Tang Ran."

teacher:"……"

What kind of student is this horse...

The math teacher who experienced a heart attack on the first day on the job turned around and complained to the school committee's father: "Mr. Ren, that student named Tang Ran in our class is really outrageous...I stayed in x for a long time." In two years, I have never seen a student who dared to provoke the teacher so much in class."

X Middle School was the school he worked for before Shengjing, it was not a key high school.

After hearing this, Teacher Ren comforted him a few words, saying that Tang Ran's child is Pi, and he didn't mean to provoke the teacher. Don't be as knowledgeable as him, and he will have a good talk with him, and gave Teacher Xiao Liu a trick: "I To be honest, you must not be really angry with him, you can't get angry... You have to learn to look angry on the surface, but actually calm down."

Teacher Xiao Liu: "..."

It's so difficult, he doesn't know how to do it.

***

Teacher Ren sent away the sleepy-faced Teacher Xiao Liu, and immediately called Tang Ran to talk.

"You really did something wrong today," Teacher Ren said to Tang Ran seriously, "This is the first time Teacher Liu has come to teach our class, you are showing great disrespect to him by doing this—why don't you listen carefully to the class ?”

Tang Ran said, "I don't understand."

"...Are you even pretending to be?" Teacher Ren stretched out his hand towards him, "Let me put the mobile phone here first, and then give it to you after school. Go back and reflect."

Tang Ran took out his cell phone from his coat pocket and put it on his desk without objection.

Teacher Ren nodded: "Okay, you can go back, it's not an example."

*

In fact, as soon as Tang Ran returned to his seat, he took out another mobile phone from his schoolbag.

"TNND, I want to see which grandson sent me a message at that time." Tang Ran unlocked the screen lock while talking, and the icon of unread WeChat messages came into view.

Li Hong poked his head around: "Who is it?"

Tang Ran: "...my dad."

It was indeed Tang Minghua, but the message was not sent to him, but to Feng Zhizhong——

[Ms. Feng, what time is convenient, please come out for a meal. ]

Tang Ran frowned, and suddenly realized that this was probably the "effect" brought about by his progress in the monthly exam.

Tang Ran turned on the screen and showed Yuan Che: "Do me a favor."

Yuan Che glanced: "What are you doing?"

Tang Ran: "Help me think of a word to decline."

The contact between Tang Minghua and Feng Zhizhong has been cut off for so long, and there is no news of Lao Feng's sick leave and resignation.

The main reason why I didn't come to the parent meeting this time and didn't receive any news is that Tang Ran followed the same pattern and used his father's mobile phone to blackmail Teacher Ren, and then used Lao Feng's name on WeChat Politely say "it doesn't matter, you are busy with your work".

Yuan Che said, "It's not convenient."

"...Be tactful," Tang Ran emphasized again, "be more tactful."

"roll."

——This sentence is actually aimed at Tang Ran.

"...Forget it," Tang Ran finally regained his sanity, "Forget that you don't know how to be euphemistic."

"Come on Brother Hong," Tang Ran put the phone on the table, turned to Li Hong and said, "Expand the word 'inconvenient', and put it mildly."

Li Hong: "Dear, it seems inconvenient here?"

Tang Ran: "..."

"It's up to you," Tang Ran shook his head, "I'll do it."

[Mr. Tang is too polite,] He typed word by word, [It's just a monthly exam, and it mainly depends on Tang Ran's own strength. ]

[I am also very pleased that Tang Ran can achieve such a result. I believe that in the next monthly exam, he can achieve better results and create greater glories. ]

"..." Yuan Che silently turned his face away.

Second to last, God is so brilliant.