A Certain Someone

Yang Jing spoke for 5 minutes with the test paper, and when she looked up, she found that the sick man was turning the pen, the ruler, and the eraser with his head on his head.Anyway, there is nothing he can't turn that he can get at hand.

This is probably a common problem among teenage boys.

She took a few glances, and finally remembered: "Sheng Wang?"

"Huh?" The person who was called held down his pen.

"I almost forgot, do you have no papers to read?" Yang Jing said.

Sheng Wang smiled dryly, and said to himself that either you almost missed it, or you just forgot.

Yang Jing used to requisition Qi Jiahao's papers, and never cared about the after-sales service. Qi Jiahao would move the stool by himself to read with the classmates next to him, as long as he brought a pen and a notebook.

The students in Class A were divided into two factions, one was the faction who "checked the answers everywhere after the test" and the other was the faction who said "just die after the test".Qi Jiahao belongs to the former.

Members of this faction all have the ability of "photographic memory". As long as they do the questions themselves, they can recite from the process to the answer, including composition.Practice papers with multiple choice questions like English are even easier to memorize.

So even if he was looking at other people's papers, Qi Jiahao would know which questions he got right and which ones he was wrong, and he just fixed it in the notebook in time.

As for Shengwang...

You can tell at a glance that it is the school of "just die after the exam".

Yang Jing couldn't see that the students were idle, even if they answered correctly.So she raised her chin and instructed Sheng Wang to say, "Find someone to take a look together."

Shengwang let out an "oh".

Isn't it easy to find someone to watch?He stood up and was about to move forward with the chair in hand.But I heard Yang Jing add: "You move the chair to the back and make do with Jiang Tian, ​​okay?"

No.

Sheng Wangxin said that the person in the back owed me a beating, and he didn't want to make do with it.

But Yang Jing's reason is very good: "I guess you and Jiang Tian's accuracy rate is about the same, just make do with it. As for Gao Tianyang...you should save him some face, ah."

It's already a routine for Sister Jing to hate Gao Tianyang in class, and it's hard to guard against.

Sheng Wang dragged the chair to the back row and sat on Jiang Tian's right.Although he didn't remember his answer, he still pretended to bring a pen.

At first he was restrained, sitting a foot away from the table, and had to lean over to read the paper.

Jiang Tian glanced at him several times, but finally couldn't hold back and said, "Is there a nail on the table for you?"

"No." Sheng Wang said absently.It took another two seconds before he realized that the other party was mocking his sitting posture.

Sheng Wang squinted at him, and moved his chair a step forward.

If one has two, there are three.In the next 5 minutes, Shengwang moved up and down, and soon he was on the table with both hands.

Yang Jing's lecture speed is not slow, but after all, there are 150 questions in three papers. People who make many mistakes are really busy, while those who make few mistakes are very boring.

Because of his illness, Sheng Wang was dizzy and dizzy, and Jiang Tian's papers were almost infallible, so he became sleepy after listening for a while.The whole person is lower and lower, and the territory occupied by the arms is getting bigger and bigger.

With his hands on his chin, he nodded his head twice to the left and right in a doze, when suddenly his arm slipped and his forearm touched another person.The warm body temperature was transmitted against the skin, Sheng Wang stared at it for a moment, and then woke up with a jolt.

Sixteen or seventeen years old is always prone to embarrassment. A certain sentence, a certain look, or a certain contact will make people restrained, without knowing what it is or why.

Sheng Wang retracted his elbow, and Jiang Tian also changed his movements, and the arm close to him was simply removed from the table.

The other party avoided it too obviously, and the young master felt a little unhappy again, thinking that touching him would poison you to death?Let it go so fast.

Yang Jing happened to talk about the end of the second paper, and Sheng Wang, who was feeling uncomfortable, finally picked a wrong question.

He finally found something to do, pulled out the cap of his pen, crossed the paper, corrected it skillfully, and took a row of notes.

Sheng Wang drew a big chic tail for the last g, and when he finished drawing, he looked up, and saw Jiang Tian staring at him with a red pen in his hand, with a very indescribable expression.

Sheng Wang: "Why, do you have a toothache?"

Jiang Tian said, "My test paper."

Sheng Wang: "..."

He lowered his eyes to look at the paper, and the dog's writing was eye-catching because it was out of place, with a strong sense of presence, and it floated upwards obliquely.

Sheng Wang put the cap on his pen embarrassingly, and said "Oh".Because of his illness, his appearance is very deceptive, and when he lowers his eyes, he will show a lonely temperament.

But in essence, it was just a daze of boredom.

He just stayed there for a few seconds, when he suddenly heard a light "sand" on the table.Looking up, the paper that was pushed out actually came back in front of him.

Jiang Tian threw the red pen to the table, and leaned back in his chair, as if giving up listening to the lecture.

He took out an English competition question bank from the belly of the table, and without raising his eyes, he said to Sheng Wang, "Write it, so that you won't be in a hurry."

Yang Jing managed her time very well, and just finished all the topics in the two classes.

Sheng Wangyu condescendingly helped someone from Jiang to cross-check and correct, and counted points for him owed to him. If 150 of the 5 questions are wrong, it will be converted into a full score of 120, and only 4 points will be deducted in total.

Jiang Tian finished a page of competition questions, checked the answers, and folded a corner on the page.When he looked up from the book, he saw a bright red number on the front of his practice volume: 116.

You don't need to look at this ugly thing to know who made it. Jiang Tian pursed his lips and looked away, took away the red pen that Sheng Wang stole, and gestured to the front table, asking him to go away.

Sheng Wang dragged the chair back to his seat, and Yang Jing was concluding his speech.She took out her red pen, leaned on the podium to grade the papers for Sheng Wang, and said while scratching, "The overall performance is not bad, there must be a lot of mistakes, and the correct rate is still good in the official exam. But it’s still far from the top.”

The students in the class shrank their necks. As far as this difficulty is concerned, it is already very good to only make seven or eight mistakes. At least they can be ranked among the top five in Class A.

Yang Jing put away the red pen, Qi Jiahao, the class representative, raised his chin, and asked, "What about you, how many mistakes?"

Qi Jiahao looked away from Sheng Wang, smiled at the teacher and said, "Four ways."

"Oh." Yang Jing asked again, "Where's Jiang Tian?"

"Two ways."

"good."

Qi Jiahao raised his eyebrows and sat up straight.Yang Jing glanced at him, and said to everyone: "I'll print some papers later, and the class representative remembers to go to the office to pick up today's homework in the afternoon. Okay, get out of class is over."

As soon as the bell rang, Gao Tianyang turned his head and said to Sheng Wang while holding his paper, "That's not right!"

Sheng Wang was about to continue to catch up on sleep, when he heard the words he asked perfunctorily, "What's wrong?"

Gao Tianyang said: "How can you be wrong?"

Sheng Wang didn't pay much attention: "Didn't Sister Jing say that?"

"I copied all 150 questions from you. I just finished checking with the awards. There are seven or eight points that are absolutely right. You are so awesome——" Gao Tianyang wanted to continue talking, but suddenly he heard high heels approaching behind him.

He turned his head to see that Yang Jing was walking towards this side with Sheng Wang's paper, the guy suddenly fell silent, winked at Sheng Wang, and sat back obediently.

"Here—here." Yang Jing slapped the paper on the table.

Sheng Wang took it over and took a look, and saw three long ticks drawn on the three pieces of paper, but not a single cross.

right?

Sheng Wang was stunned for a moment, and finally understood the reason for Gao Tianyang's yelling.

But since they were all right, why did Yang Jing say that he was wrong?

Just wondering, Yang Jing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come with me to the office during the break."

The big class break in the attached middle school is 30 minutes after two classes in the morning.Monday is a flag-raising and criticism meeting, Tuesday to Friday is running, and the two days of weekend are free activities.

The weather was not good during the break between classes that day, and the thunder rolled all morning, and finally turned into a downpour.The running operation is useless, and these 30 minutes become free time for activities. The students upstairs and downstairs are like mice in a rice tank, playing wildly, attracting several teachers to chase them out for training.

When Sheng Wang entered the office, Yang Jing was the only one in there.

She sat down at the desk, stretched out her legs and hooked a square stool over, and said to Sheng Wang, "Sit."

"Have you seen the results of the exercise paper?" Yang Jing asked.

Sheng Wang nodded: "I see clearly."

"Are you wondering? It's a full score, but I said you were wrong. Are you depressed?"

"Tell me the truth?"

"Otherwise?" Yang Jing said angrily.

Sheng Wang said: "Then you won't be depressed, and you will save a few wrong questions. Why should I be depressed?"

Yang Jing raised her eyebrows and looked at him, then suddenly laughed again.When she raised her eyebrows, she felt domineering, but when she smiled, it was the opposite: "OK, this psychological quality is fine. Then do you know why I said you were wrong?"

Several students roared past outside the window, chasing and running to the toilet.

Sheng Wang took a look, then looked away, thought for a while and said, "I almost know."

Yang Jing was a little surprised: "You know? Tell me and listen."

"I just transferred here a few days ago, and I haven't integrated into this class yet. The only ones who have a good relationship are Gao Tianyang and..." Sheng Wang got stuck.

"And what?" Yang Jing asked.

"No, it's probably Gao Tianyang. But the good relationship is because he is familiar and easy to get along with. It doesn't mean that I will be accepted by this class. In fact, most of the students look at me like an outsider, just like watching the excitement. If I If you do too badly in the exam, you will be out of place in this class. If you do too well in the exam and occupy the positions of some classmates, you will be excluded. So it is best to be worthy of class A but not stand out. Right, teacher?"

Yang Jing was stunned for a moment, then looked at him seriously again: "I can't tell, you still think about these things?"

Sheng Wang sniffed: "No, I just thought about it."

"Okay, that's what it means." Yang Jing said, "The ecology of the intensive class is simple and simple, but also complicated. Because the level is similar, there are many friends who cherish each other, but there is competition among friends. Most of the students are quite simple, but some of them are too competitive, and they will be more defensive."

Sheng Wang nodded.

Yang Jing said again: "I have talked with Lao He and Lao Wu. You have fallen behind in three courses, and you will inevitably ask your classmates for help. If some people's defenses are aroused, it may be difficult for you. Get help. So, as you just said, it is best to maintain an excellent but not enviable state. Like the test just now, you just need to know how good you are, and keep it in front of others Strength, keep a low profile, what do you think?"

Sheng Wang gave a dry laugh: "I think you're right, but—"

Yang Jing: "But what?"

Sheng Wang let out a "huh" and said, "The set of papers just now may not be low-key."

Yang Jing: "Huh?"

"It was passed on by my classmates before the morning class."

"Several people?"

Sheng Wang recalled Gao Tianyang's radiation range, and conservatively estimated: "Eleven or twelve."

"..."

Yang Jing suffocated for a while, and her heart was blinded by the old lady's thoughts.

Sure enough, during a big break, the whole class knew that Shengwang got a perfect score on 150 questions in the English paper.