Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 23 Language 65 points

"Your language score is 65?" Wang Xinyi exclaimed, attracting the attention of other early arrivals in the classroom.

"What are you calling?" Ling Puchu pointed to the name on the test paper, "You see clearly, this is Ling Chuyang, Ling Chuyang! It's not Ling Puchu. My words are so ugly."

"Oh. I read it wrong!" Wang Xinyi smiled embarrassedly, "However, this word is not ugly, okay. However, this score is too low, it is estimated that he will get special "love" from "Black Peony" already."

No, the Chinese grades in Class 5 have never been lower than 15 points in the 120-point test paper since "Black Peony" became the language teacher in the first semester of high school, which is the same as that of Black Peony. In class 90, each time the score was 6-5 points higher, causing the head teacher of class 6, Zhang Dashuai, to always complain to the old class that the Chinese teacher "Black Peony" was biased.

And "Black Peony" is unreservedly lest the world will not be chaotic to fight back: I just want to be partial to Class 5, I love Wujiwu, you are not convinced!

Lao Ban, on the other hand, pretended to be helpless: I can't help what people want.Who made our class 5 meet everyone's love?

The students in Class 5, when they heard it, were naturally happy in their hearts, and their admiration for "Black Peony" and the head teacher was like a river of water.

When I went to pick up the test paper just now, I saw the first test paper, which shocked Ling Puchu himself. It was clearly written on the transcript that the score was 105 for Chinese, but why did it become 65 again?

He took off his glasses in a hurry, and when he touched his pocket, it was empty, he breathed a few breaths at the glasses, then picked up the corner of his school uniform and wiped it, squinting to see that there was no dust anymore. Just put it on.

Taking a closer look, a heart fell: Ling Chuyang, 65 points!
It was Ling Chuyang again.Ling Chuyang, who made her write the seating chart twice last night!A small fire sprang up.

When I looked up, I saw that the language teacher was staring at her with wide eyes.

"I read the list wrong, I'll take the test paper." Ling Puchu hurriedly put on a smile, damn Ling Heyang!

"Okay." The language teacher resumed his usual smile, "Ling Puchu, Ling Chuyang, from Class 4, you need to help him later."

"Okay, teacher." Ling Puchu smiled and nodded.Then, holding the test paper, turned around and left.

Ling Chuyang!Who is Ling Chuyang?Ling Puchu rushed back to the classroom with a stack of test papers.It made her character of a good girl in front of the language teacher collapse!Also help him, help him improve his language, there is a ghost!
There were only a few people in the classroom.

He Shiling and Geng Xinyu, who were on duty in the cafeteria and Guo Wenwen's dormitory today, didn't come either. Only Wang Xinyi was sitting on the seat and secretly having fun, not knowing what they were looking at.

Ling Puchu put the test paper heavily on the podium, stared at the seating chart, the last row, the one by the back door—Ling, Chu, Yang, unexpectedly, not here!Seats are empty! !

"Is the test paper sent? I'll take a look." Wang Xinyi ran over, opened the test paper, and whispered. "You did worse than me in the test, and it was lower than the average!"

"Help me test the paper and hair." Ling Puchu said to Wang Xinyi who was flipping through the test paper, "The first one, Ling and Chu Yang's, stay."

"Okay." So, the two of them clearly divided their work, Ling Puchu reported his name to the seating chart, and Wang Xinyi went to deliver the test paper.

Let's help out together.A few classmates who arrived early also joined in, and six or seven people shuttled back and forth in the classroom.

"What's the situation?" Tang Ji, who had just gone upstairs, saw Ling Chuyang, and settled at the back door of the classroom, but did not go in.

Ling Chuyang's habit, after class, leaning against the window glass in the corridor and looking at the stairwell, although he occasionally accompanies him to stand, I really don't know what's so beautiful about the stairwell, it is better to look at the stairwell than to look at it Look out the window and the scenery in the corridor.

That habit hasn't changed since the first year of high school winter vacation. When has it been changed to standing at the back door of the classroom?
Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji and didn't speak, and motioned for Tang Ji to see for himself.Then, he walked towards the glass window in the corridor with his hands in his pockets, and naturally stood by the window.

Tang Ji looked into the classroom and saw several people shaking the exam papers and dancing in the classroom.

On the podium, stood a short-haired girl with round glasses and a round face, directing the dancing crowd, "Tan Lin, the third row in the middle, the second from the left." "Okay, it will be delivered immediately." "Xu Renming, back door The penultimate row is against the wall." "Okay."  …

"Ho-that's true." Tang Ji shook his head.The situation in which these 5 classes send out test papers is different from theirs.Before, they all threw the test papers in front of the podium, picked it up by themselves, and voluntarily finished it before class.

"It's so lively to post a test paper. It's really insightful."

I thought that it was only one floor apart from Kuaiban, but it turned out that it was not just one floor apart.

Is it the same for class 6?Tang Ji thought about it, and could not help but take a few steps back, back to Ling Chuyang's side, and looked at the classroom of Class 6. Coincidentally, Class 6 was also sending out exam papers, a quiet girl, oh, more than one, two , One side is quietly handing out the test papers one by one, oh, there is also a boy who is also handing out the test papers, very quietly.

This is what a girl should be like.Tang Ji thought to himself, and looked back again. The person on the podium in his class couldn't help shaking his head. The voice was so loud that it could be heard through the wall. The difference was far more than one floor!

"Hey! You're done." Ling Puchu and Wang Xinyi clapped their hands, then looked at the other students who were seated one after another, "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."

"You're welcome, why am I wrong about this question, can you explain it to me on behalf of the class?" "Okay—"

too exaggerated.Tang Ji shook his head and looked at Ling Chuyang. Ling Chuyang did not know when he had turned his back and was looking out the window. Following his gaze, the crowd on the central avenue gradually increased. The basketball court in the small playground There are several figures jumping above. "Going for a game this afternoon?"

"Okay." Ling Chuyang responded without looking back, "You invite a few of them."

"Okay, I'll go find them." Tang Ji turned around and walked to the stairs, ready to go downstairs.

"Wait a minute." With a loud voice, a girl stopped in front of Tang Ji and took a closer look. Hey, it was the girl with the round face and glasses, who was looking at him with a smile.

Tang Ji stopped and said nothing, looking at the girl with a smile.

Do you want to strike up a conversation with him?He, Tang Ji, thinks he is not a super handsome guy, but he is also a talented, 1.78-meter, sunshine-type big boy.Unlike Ling Chuyang, who wears long bangs and covers half of his eyes to pretend to be cool. He has a paralyzed face all day long, and occasionally laughs twice, which feels even uglier than crying. The point is, I have never seen him cry because he cried. uglier.

"Classmate, which class?" "Class 5."

"Location." "Hey—" Tang Ji pointed to the last row of the back door against the wall.

"Which one?" "The one on the left in the last row." You are stupid, you ask so clearly, no wonder you wear glasses, your eyesight is poor, and your understanding is also worrying.Tang Ji shook his head with a sigh in his heart, what a difference.

"Oh. Tang-Ji! That, is your roommate?" After receiving Tang Ji's affirmative nod, the girl waved her hand, "You can go, 88."

ah?All right.Tang Ji shook his head and smiled, and walked downstairs.Now I really understand what it means to stop and wave away.Hey - no, the person the girl was looking for was Ling Chuyang.

He hurriedly stopped and leaned on the stairs, watching how she approached her.

(End of this chapter)