That Scumbag is Going To Heaven

  Chapter 234 Things are going up

  It was past 11 o'clock in the evening, and Teacher Deng was in no mood to make a joke. He was so excited that he didn't want to sleep anymore.

  "No kidding, really! There are also chemistry, physics, language...I have done all the science comprehensive examination papers, I have to find a physics teacher to get it, if this matter is not resolved tonight, I don't want to sleep well."

   Teacher Deng muttered, pushing the thick black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, preparing to turn around to find another high school teacher.

  Ms. Liu has completely lost his sleepiness, this is okay!

  It is no longer necessary for Teacher Deng to find teachers of various subjects in high school, but Teacher Liu personally.

  The teachers in all subjects of high school heard it first, and the first reaction was the same as that of Teacher Liu.

  What's the joke about staying up in the middle of the night?

  The second grade students do the second grade science test papers?

  Who believes? !

  The chemistry teacher had a bad temper, and he just slammed the door. It was Mr. Deng who stuffed Shi Ning's chemistry test paper into his hand, and this did away with the fire of the chemistry teacher.

   "Really? Quick, show me."

   "No way, the penultimate is the first in the grade. It is enough to surprise me. I am still doing the second year science English? Areyousure?"

  "Sure, sure, sure sure, don't grind, just correct you soon." The Chinese teacher stuffed the English test papers, and she and the English teacher are female teachers, so hurry up and take a look.

This night, the high school teachers nestled in Teacher Liu’s small single dormitory, or sitting on the bed, desk, floor, or small stool, blowing the evening breeze coming in from outside the window, and "popping" from time to time. In Mosquito, Dengying, these not young teachers use their decades of dedication and educating spirit to seriously correct Shi Ning's test papers.

  Shining made about ten test papers for each subject. From the first unit to the final test, the teachers began to correct the first unit test paper and continued to correct to the last test paper.

  The English test papers are the least, with only seven. Therefore, the English teacher is the first to finish the correction.

  The moment she put the cap of the red pen on the end of the pen, the slight "click" and the sound of the writing made the teachers who were immersed in the rewriting raised their heads.

  Ms. Deng is the most free teacher. He keeps an eye on the English teacher and asks, "How is it? How much is it right?"

   asked that the teachers were a little nervous.

"Mr. Deng, you should ask her how much she is wrong." The English teacher took off her glasses. Although there were only seven test papers, she also graded the papers for more than two hours. During the process of changing the papers, she didn't even dare to blink her eyes, for fear of herself. Correct it!

  Ms. Deng didn’t ask any more, and looked at the high school English teacher honestly, waiting for the final result.

  How much wrong? That, that... that's a good test!

  Ms. Deng who is familiar with routines is not unwilling to ask, probably because he is so excited that he can't even speak.

   "Seven test papers, only four wrong questions. The last two issues did not have a full score on the test papers."

  Aren’t the English teachers excited?

  Of course she is excited, but she is slightly relieved now.

  God knows, when she changed the volume just now, her hands were shaking.

  The chemistry teacher said with some excitement, “Our school has become a genius. It’s going to be famous. It’s really going to be famous. I changed five chemistry test papers here. All the high scores are close to Lu Shian’s high scores.”

   "Sorry, I am here too." The physics teacher raised the test paper in Yang's hand, "I changed six, and one of them got a full mark."

  The biology teacher didn’t hesitate to score a score on the test paper, and then looked up and smiled kindly, “Yes, a natural science student. Don’t think about liberal arts, just go to science.”

  English, physics, chemistry, and biology teachers all spoke, but only the math and Chinese teachers remained silent.

  Finally, the Chinese teacher looked up and said indifferently: "I think she is bullying me, the Chinese teacher, between 60 and 80. Isn't this bullying me?"

  Woven bags, who else remembers?

How can the woven bag be just an ordinary woven bag? How could it be a short-lived prop?

  Here is the awesomeness of Shining!

  An appointment again in the evening, tusk tusk, I'm such a hard-working author, it's rare to see it.

  But why did the book friend popularity list drop to 15? Classmates, beauties, teenagers, be sure to leave a message, leave a message at the end of each chapter, and remember to leave a message in the book review area.

  ----There is also a recommendation ticket with love.

  (End of this chapter)