Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

The difficulty of the paper this time is not particularly high, there are more than 2 people with a score of [-] or above, but Bi Xia Yiqi took the lead and beat No.[-] by a large margin, this result is a bit exaggerated.

Qiu Zhen was a little dazed, and looked at Bi Xia differently when he returned to the classroom.

Not only Qiu Zhen, but other people who returned to the classroom early brought back the news and spread it. When Bi Xia entered the door, he enjoyed the feeling of everyone's attention.

Looking at his calm look, Qiu Zhen felt like being deceived: "You knew that earlier?"

"Just found out."

This is the truth. He only knew that he did well in the exam, but he didn't know that his ranking would be so good.

"then you……"

Qiu Zhen wanted to ask him why he was crying last night, but changed his mind.

Forget it, it's rare to be happy after taking the first exam, so why bother to mention sad things, but...won't it be tears of joy?

Qiu Zhen thought up another inspirational story about a scumbag who studied hard and worked hard and finally got the first place in his grade.

Bi Xia didn't know what his deskmate had imagined. He received a gift from his English teacher.

After a few weeks of class, all the students in Class [-] liked this young teacher Dong, and they preferred to call her Miss Dong rather than her English name Alice.

Ms. Dong didn't say hello to them in class today, and said directly when she entered the classroom: "The grades have come out. The highest score in English is 149, and you are in our class. The teacher brought you a gift. Come, Bi Xia, come up and let the teacher Getting acquainted."

Bi Xia stood up and went to the podium. Everyone applauded spontaneously, and the classroom had an atmosphere of an awards ceremony.

Ms. Dong handed him a gift box tied with a pink bow: "Bi Xia is usually too quiet, the teacher didn't even notice, so he is so handsome."

The classmates were booing, and Bi Xia also smiled.

When Bi Xia returned to his seat, Qiu Zhen noticed that the bases of his ears were a little red. He opened the gift box, and inside was a pen.It is a different brand from the one in his hand, and the price is not low.

Bi Xia looked up at the podium, and Miss Dong smiled at him.

"Our classmate Bi Xia also has beautiful handwriting, so the teacher gave him a pen."

Teachers' performance awards are linked to students' grades, and Bi Xia should be able to give her a lot of bonuses in the coming year.But in any case, it is rare for a teacher to give a student a gift, so Bi Xia put the pen in his gray velvet roller blind pen bag and put it away.

Probably teachers like to give pens, and most of his pens are given by teachers.

In the fourth class in the morning, Bi Xia stood up four times, and the other teachers did nothing. Even the old class had to join in the fun and ask Bi Xia to answer questions and ask him to explain classical Chinese.

If you say that he is still the head teacher, he is the number one in his class, of course he is the happiest.

Class 759.67's comprehensive score was also good this time, with an average score of [-], the first in the parallel class, and Bi Xia raised it by more than three points with his own efforts.

"We took the first place in the exam this time," the old class paused for a while before continuing: "The copying is exempted, but you have to know how many points Bi Xia has given you."

As soon as he said that, there was a burst of cheers from the eighth class, only a few people were frowning—they copied it in advance.

The old class joked with them: "So happy, don't forget to treat them to dinner."

"Do you still need to say?"

"That's right, school committee, we'll take care of your meals for the next month."

In No. [-] Middle School, Xueba's popularity may not be very good, but it is definitely not bad.They did what they said, and a group of people took Bixia to the cafeteria during lunch.

Students like to eat in groups, but it is rare for more than a dozen people to go together like this.Bi Xia was almost driven to the cafeteria by them, and the words of rejection were on his lips, but he couldn't say it to the smiling faces.

At noon, the homeroom teacher sent everyone a note, which was the report card of the students. There were three lines. The first line was the subject, the second line was the grade, and the third line was the year ranking.

It is a tradition in one middle school to hand out notes after exams, and the students pass them down from generation to generation, jokingly calling them salary slips.

The salary slips are usually issued by the head teacher himself, and he asked Bi Xia for help today.He took care of the emotions of his classmates before venting it out himself. Bi Xia was different. When the gap reached a certain level, no one would compare with him, and he became a detached existence among his classmates.

When Qiu Zhen received his report card, he crumpled it up and threw it into a drawer. His grades in the three science subjects were not bad, but his grades in politics, history and geology were seriously delayed. His total score was 413, and there were 766 students in his year group. superior.

He recalled the results of his deskmate that he saw downstairs in the morning.

Language 147

Math 148

English 149

Physics 100

Chemistry 100

Politics 97

History 99

Geography 100

Total score 940

This time the exam only has a super-syllabus of chemistry, and the English reading comprehension is longer, but generally speaking it is fairly simple.But this result is still too exaggerated, so that he only took one look and it was firmly imprinted in his mind.

The monthly exam summary meeting is held in the gymnasium. The gymnasium is not big, but it is very high.In addition to sports facilities such as basketball hoops and badminton nets, there is also a stage.These facilities were moved aside during the meeting.

"Everyone should have heard that this time, the number one in the year group is in the parallel class." Duan Zhang paused after speaking, observing the reaction below, the four classes on the far left were the top classes, and there was silence.

The right side is much more lively.

I don't even know where the sparse applause sounded, and finally swept the entire stadium.

The old class stood at the end of the seventh class and quietly gave Qiu Zhen a thumbs up, he was the leader just now.

Show the limelight when it's time to show off, this group of children is just the time to be competitive, and they will naturally work hard if they have the will to win or lose.

Duan Chang said on the top, the wolf is coming, and the representative of the wolf below is a little sleepy.

At noon, Duan Chang asked him to give a brief study summary. He didn't take a lunch break, and now he was a little sleepy, with small teardrops hanging on his eyelashes.

Qiu Zhen thought of the way he shed tears last night.

No one knows that their No. [-] boy is actually a boy who can cry, only he knows, which feels a bit magical.

After the meeting, the old class had to talk to people one by one to sum up the gains and losses.He moved a chair and sat at the door of the office on the second floor, talking with his classmates while paying attention to the movements in the classroom.

Bi Xia was the first to go out, and the old class really didn't know what to say to him.With such good grades, you must have your own way of studying, and you don't need the teacher to worry about it.He could only care about Bi Xia's life, and let him go after a few casual chats.

Everyone went out one by one, and the time was long or short.The old class looked at their grades and status, and said different things, put pressure on those who were too relaxed, and loosened the strings if they were too tight.

When Qiu Zhen went out, Lao Ban knew from the way he walked with his focus on the back that he was too relaxed and wanted to put some pressure on him.

He opened the head teacher's handbook and frowned: "You are a bit serious about partial subjects. Although you will be divided into subjects in the future, you must learn Chinese and English even if you are a science subject."

Qiuzheng had a good attitude, and he responded to what Lao Ban said, and he was very serious about perfunctory.

It wasn't until the old class was almost finished that he suddenly thought of something, and confirmed with him: "I remember when Bi Xia helped me correct my summer homework, I asked him to add a comment for you to ask you to practice calligraphy? Is it you?"

Qiu Zhen's mental state was different all of a sudden, compared with just now, it felt like his soul had finally returned to his place.

"You made him write it?"

"Otherwise? You thought he wrote it himself, so he didn't practice well? I'm going to educate you..."

The old class took the opportunity to say something again, and after returning to the classroom, Qiu Zhen kept looking at his deskmate, his brows frowned.

Do you want to apologize?Then it occurred to him that the comments were not for him to write. He was the one who said last night that his handwriting was so ugly that he couldn't read it. He was not wronged at all!

The school will select competition classes based on the monthly examination results, and students who score in the top 15.00% of the three science subjects can participate in the selection examination.Starting on Tuesday, one door per night.

Take the top [-] in each course, and the scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry are often good in one subject, and many people have more than one standard.You can pass all the exams, but you may not be able to pass them anyway. Only after you pass the exams do you need to worry about which classes to take.

The test location is the lecture hall on the first floor of the senior one teaching building, and the competition class will also be held here in the future.

As the school committee member, Bi Xia took six students in the class to the classroom to take the exam.

There were already some people sitting in the examination room, and the invigilator was counting the test papers. He looked very casual, without raising his head, and said, "When you come, just find a place to sit, don't think too much, there is no such thing as cheating, the questions are super The syllabus is to test your mathematical thinking. If you discuss and discuss it, you can make it all, and I will directly count you as passing."

Qiu Zhen clearly saw that Bi Xia's footsteps paused, but when the teacher said that he was taking a math thinking test, his expression did not change.

The monthly math test is not difficult, Qiu Zhen really got a full score in the test, but Bi Xia, his top student at the same table, didn't get a full score.Will people who get three full marks lose points because of carelessness?

Qiu Zhen smiled playfully.

The paper is simpler than Bi Xia expected, so it is not impossible to write.There are ten questions in total. The teacher said how long to do as long as he likes to do, and hand in the paper when there is nothing to write.

He didn't rush to start writing, but browsed through it first. The ten big questions were all tricky in the last one.

Qiuzheng started from the first question, and each major question had two to four small questions. He had already struggled to solve the first question and the second question, and he bit the pen cap to solve the third question with his junior high school mathematics. come out.

Each person sent out five pieces of draft paper, and there was no room for Qiu Zhen's calculation process on the test paper, so he just put the draft paper in the paper and stood up to hand in the paper.

He didn't plan to do the rest of the questions either - this one was enough for him.

He just bowed his head to concentrate, but after he got up, he realized that the fluorescent lights in the lecture theater seemed a little dazzling.

Most people chose the back row when they entered the classroom, and Qiu Zhen sat directly in the middle of the first row, with no one on either side.Bi Xia was in the second row, and the second row was empty when he sat down, but it was filled with people after a while.

The halo of being the number one in his age group enveloped him, and he also wanted to sit with someone who was even better at the exam.

When Qiu Zhen got up, he made a big movement, and his arm touched the mineral water bottle of the classmate behind him.The mineral water bottle fell to the right under the force, and Qiu Zhen immediately caught it with his backhand. He didn't even look back. The water bottle was lying firmly on his hand. He put the water bottle upright in an extremely twisted posture, but it was too late.

The student who drained the water didn't know what he was thinking. The mineral water bottle was unscrewed and the lid was put aside, but the water in the bottle was so full that it would overflow when the table was shaken.

Even though Qiu Zhen caught the water bottle, a lot of water still spilled out onto the test paper of the student on the right. Qiu Zhen was about to apologize to the unlucky classmate when he looked up and found that the unlucky classmate seemed to be He is at the same table.

He opened his mouth and said, "Don't cry."