boys' feelings are always poetry

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Every Tuesday morning self-study is the time for English listening comprehension. After the final exam, the English listening comprehension on Tuesday morning becomes the listening comprehension of the final exam. Song Yu's English score is not bad, and he can exceed [-]. He is a student on the English teacher's attention list , because his English teacher is the same as him, his math grades are very bad, and he passed [-] points in the high school exam.

After listening to the English listening comprehension, Fan Buwei, the representative of the English class, copied the English answers on the blackboard, and asked the students to check their answers and estimate their scores.

Lin Er didn't usually memorize words, but copied Song Yu's when he was taking a silent test. Song Yu looked at her wrist from the corner of his eye, and the hand holding the red pen didn't move much, and all the answers were correct.

"How many mistakes did you read in English?"

"Let me see."

Lin Er flipped through a few papers, "All of them are correct."

"..."

"How do you understand reading without memorizing words?"

"I don't know, I can understand the general meaning, and then choose blindly."

Lin Er is definitely a liar.

After checking the English papers, the chemistry class representative came up and began to write the answers to the chemistry papers on the blackboard.

Song Yu wanted to correct the answer in another way. Others marked the wrong place, so he might as well mark the right place, which would save time and effort.

This time Lin Er's hand holding the red pen finally moved.

Song Yu calculated his score, and it should be about [-] points. The pen of Lin Er at the same table was still shaking. At first Song Yu felt that she had diarrhea and failed the exam. Later, he took a closer look, and it turned out that Lin Er was on the test paper. There is a little pig drawn on it, standing on the grass, stretching out two chubby hands, smiling crescent-shaped eyes, and there is a self-made dialog beside it, which says: I am Song Yu, the pink pig!This is my brother George Fong!

Fang Qiaozhi hasn't finished the painting, only the head, silly.

The chemistry results are also corrected, and it's Song Yu's turn to write the physics answers.

The physics teacher handed him the answers to the exam papers in the morning, and he roughly flipped through them. In fact, his physics papers were all vague, and it was a waste of time to answer them.

Song Yu took out the answer given by the physics teacher from the bottom of the book, pretended to be calm and peaceful, walked to the blackboard, picked up half a piece of white chalk left by the chemistry class representative, compared the question number, and wrote the answer Copy it on the blackboard.

Lin Er checked the questions at the bottom. At the beginning, he drew a few questions, but the more he looked at them, the more wrong they became, so he stole a piece of straw paper from Song Yu and started to calculate again. After calculating several questions, the answers were different from those written by Song Yu. In this class, she has been the highest score in the class since junior high school, not to mention that except for the last big question in this exam, the other questions are at the ordinary level.

"Song Yu! Song Yu!"

Song Yu was immersed in the self-brainwashing of serving the people. Lin Er whispered more than 20 times before he heard it.

"Song Yu! The answer is wrong! Did you get the wrong answer?"

178.

Song Yu stood in front of the blackboard, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand, a little at a loss. To be honest, he was very inferior. He was not qualified to be the representative of this physics class. There are so many students who are good at physics in Class [-]. Ba, some are all-round talents in mathematics, physics and chemistry, but he is an all-round talent in mathematics, physics and chemistry. Why should he be the physics class representative of Class [-]? He is very guilty and has no confidence. He took the answer given by the physics teacher and looked left and right. , I can't see any results.

Xueba A questioned, "The answer is wrong, did you get the wrong answer?"

Xueba Yi immediately added, "If I remember correctly, this should be the answer to Friday's quiz."

Xueba C was in charge of the finishing touches, "So the representative of the physics class, where's your answer?"

Song Yu was in a dazed and helpless state, "This is what the physics teacher gave me, I don't know..."

Xueba A began to question again, "Didn't you read it at the time? The process of the big question is obviously wrong!"

Song Yuxin said how can I understand?In my world, that's just a bunch of formulas, aren't formulas universal?What can I see!

Song Yu sighed, he can actually understand the psychology of these bullies, the bullies are in the process of decompressing the questions, and suddenly there are a bunch of red crosses in the answer, and when he looked up and found that the answer was wrong, he was upset, but Song Yu was also very happy. Unhappy, but at the same time he has low self-esteem and a guilty conscience, which is more uncomfortable than any student in Class [-].

Fang Zhihui went to the gymnasium to train by himself, and he didn't sit underneath at the moment. Thinking of this, Song Yu felt even more panicked.

Song Yu's answers were useless, and the masters began to compare the answers with each other. Several masters invited Lin Er to join the physics answering group. Lin Er pretended to be deaf and dumb, and continued to draw pink pigs on the paper.

Soon, the classroom was noisy and chaotic.

When Lu Jixue came back from the teaching office, he saw Song Yu standing in front of the class with his face flushed. Three or five students gathered together to talk. The scene was very out of control and noisy, a bit like a vegetable market on a weekend morning.

"Song Yu, have you finished correcting the answer?"

While talking, Lu Jixue took a look at the answer in Song Yu's hand and found that the answer was wrong.

Song Yu is such a silly little pig.

"Stop arguing." Lu Jixue knocked on the podium table, this was the first time he picked up a ruler to knock on the table.

Lu Jixue took out the transparent file bag he used to hold the papers from the desk, opened it, took out his flat physical papers, and handed them to Song Yu.

"Student Song Yu, let's continue to write the physics answer."

Song Yu bit the bullet and took Lu Jixue's paper, and said in a low voice, "Why write your answer! If it doesn't work, let's check each other's answers!"

Lu Jixue smiled kindly, "The answer I wrote must be the standard answer."

can.

Lin Er quickly added another little pig next to Song Yu on the test paper. On the little pig's clothes was written: Song Yu's genius husband.