Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 30 "Black Peony" - The Rain and Dew

The ability to express is not bad, basically pass the test.

While listening to a group of children introduce themselves, Ding Kailing took another look at the test paper in front of them, and their grades were okay.

Just not one over [-].

Xu Renming, 99 points.Zhou Yuchen, 92 points.Tan Lin scored 94 points, Gu Yue scored 96 points, Lin Yijie scored 95 points,...

Anyway, just pay attention every now and then.

The only one who needs special attention is that one - Ling Chuyang, 65 points!5 points less than the average of the 30 classes.

He probably slept during the exam.

And that Tang Ji, the basic part is not bad, how come the composition didn't even get 30 points, two brothers in difficulty.

Inadvertently glanced over, and saw two people with their left hands on their right, holding their cheeks and bowing their heads, snuggling closely together.

What is this situation?Reconciled again?

Through the distance from the podium to the back door of the classroom, it is difficult to see their small movements.

"Okay, everyone, the official class will start next."

Ding Kailing smiled slightly, walked off the podium, walked to Ling Puchu's side, and took away Ling Puchu's test paper.

"Our task in this class is to explain the test papers for the winter vacation. In 5 minutes, everyone browses the test papers and marks the easy mistakes and difficult points. Later, we will answer them one by one."

There was a sound of flipping through the exam papers in the classroom, the sound of putting books, the sound of pressing a pen, the sound of laying out a notebook...

In that voice, Ding Kailing returned the test paper to Ling Puchu and walked slowly and gracefully.

He looked at everyone's test papers left and right, gave his fellow classmates a glance of approval after another, and walked slowly behind the two noteworthy boys at the back door of the classroom.

It can be clearly seen that there is a thin black line between the left and right hands of the two people who are leaning against each other.

Oh, it seems, another music lover.

very good!

Give me a song before the average score! !
Ding Kailing turned around calmly and walked towards the podium of the classroom, walking gracefully and slowly, occasionally stopping in the middle, turning her head slightly, and looking at her classmates' exam papers.

"Okay, everyone, we have maintained our previous results in this exam, and our annual ranking is still the first."

Ding Kailing stood on the podium and began to analyze the test paper.

There was an uproar under the stage.

"This is our normal level." "How much higher are we than Class 6 this time?" "Is Class 6 still second?"

"Our class has an average score of 96 points, and the 6-class average score is 89 points."

After listening to Ding Kailing's answer, there was another uproar in the classroom.

"Hahaha, I dumped them by 7 points. I think Teacher Zhang is going to cry again."

"Teacher, is Teacher Zhang going to complain about you publicly again?"

"Teacher, I didn't hold back this time. Praise me quickly."

"Praise, of course, praise, everyone did well this time!" Ding Kailing on the podium saw a group of classmates who wanted to praise, and did not hesitate to praise.

"Most of the classmates have maintained their normal performance. Come on, give yourself a round of applause. There are also some classmates who have made some small progress and have passed the average. Applaud to them and to themselves."

"Of course, there are still some students who have made great progress in their grades. Wang Xiaoxiao, 105 points, applause to Wang Xiaoxiao, Du Xiaofeng, from 85 points to 99 points, applause to Du Xiaofeng..."

"What's the situation? It's so lively?"

The waves of applause and laughter in the classroom brought Tang Ji back to reality, and when he touched Ling Chuyang, he found that Ling Chuyang had also returned to the real language class, staring at the language teacher on the podium. Woolen cloth.

"Of course, several members of our class who have passed hundreds of times, like my department representatives Ling Chumeng, Geng Xinyu, and Fang Di, still scored above 43 in the composition this time. Also, the No.1 maintainer in the class, He Shiling, scored 117 in composition. Full marks. It ranks No.1 in Chinese in the whole school.”

On the podium, Ding Kailing's pride and admiration were beyond words, her eyes began to glance left and right, and then focused on the left side of the classroom.

There was another uproar in the classroom.

"It would be great if my composition could be improved." "When can I get 40 points in my composition?"

"40 points? I'll be content if I get 39 points." "Fang Di, show me your test paper."

"The fun is theirs, it has nothing to do with us." Tang Ji whispered quietly, looked at his test paper, and pointed to Ling Chuyang's test paper, "A perfect composition, when can I pass 30 points, thank God already."

Huh, no response.

Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang, who was bowing his head with a thoughtful expression: "What are you thinking?"

"Of course, our classmates who entered the class this time have good grades, most of them are above 90. There is another classmate..."

There was another uproar in the classroom.

"Oh, isn't it? Then our class is the icing on the cake this time." "Didn't you hear that you are partial to undergraduates?" "It seems that it is not the language."

"Hmph, it's not the language, that's why." Ling Puchu snorted and muttered, "There is another classmate who only scored 65 points in the test. There is another classmate who only scored [-] to [-] points in composition."

"Deputy classmate, this time, I did my due diligence." He Shiling, who was watching the scenery by the window, joked in a low voice.

"Let me help him, think beautifully, and teach him a lesson is almost the same." Ling Puchu curled his lips.

"That's right, it's okay to report private revenge." Geng Xinyu's slight laughter came from behind.

"Xiao Lingzi, look, Xinyu is getting worse and worse now." Ling Puchu looked back at Geng Xinyu.

He Shiling smiled and said, "Xin Yu's words make sense and can be used for reference."

Ling Puchu blinked and saw He Shiling nodded with a smile, with a helpless expression on her face: "But I don't want to help him, and I'll get a big head when I see him."

"Just get used to it. Besides, this is your Chinese teacher's imperial decree." Geng Xinyu smiled softly, "Is it possible, you still want to resist the decree, you have already praised you just now."

"Well, yes. I'll think about it."

Ling Puchu put his hands on his cheeks, stopped making a sound, and fell into deep thought.

He Shiling turned around and gave Geng Xinyu a slight thumbs up. The two smiled at each other.

When she turned around, she inadvertently saw a pair of eyes looking at her in the distance. She paused for a few seconds, confirmed, turned her head with a smile, and looked at the language teacher on the podium.

"There is also a classmate who has almost no points except for the composition, and almost full marks in other parts."

There was another uproar in the classroom.

Who is it?So extreme.The composition is brought up, but it is not a calf.

How can I improve my writing so well?I have been mentioning it for half a year, and I only got 39 points.

39 points?It's already pretty good, let me see.

"Hey, did the teacher say it was us?"

Tang Ji looked at the podium uncertainly, and met Ding Kailing's smiling eyes.

That look seemed to tell him that it was you.

Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang beside him uncertainly: "Hey, is the teacher talking about you or me?"

"How do I know." Ling Chuyang squinted at Tang Ji, he really didn't know how happy he was, and he didn't get an average score, "Why are you happy, are you waiting for praise?"

Also, Tang Ji lowered his head and scored 27 points for the composition!
Are you waiting for a compliment?Good luck not to criticize.

In addition, the various performances just now, alas.

The "first impression" was just like that, "made" by myself.

"Tang Ji--"

Hey, did he hear it wrong?Why is someone calling him?Or hallucinating?

Looking around, I found that the language teacher on the podium had reached the fourth row of the classroom, and was looking at him with a smile.

Are you calling him?
It's over, I'm going to be criticized again--

"Tang Ji, tell everyone, how many points did you score in the basic knowledge section this time, except for the composition?"

"6, 65 points." Tang Ji hurriedly threw the earphones into the drawer, stood up, and touched his neck with his hand.

There was a lot of discussion in the classroom, "Wow, it's okay." "Without 50 points for the composition, I got 70 points out of 65." "Oh, okay, which class is this from?"

"Yes, 65 points. It's 3 points higher than my department representative, and 2 points less than He Shiling."

In that kind of discussion, Tang Ji heard the language teacher's voice, was he praising him?Is the language teacher praising him?I raised my head and glanced, hey, where's the language teacher?When have you walked beside him?

"There is a way to learn. I think a handsome and sunny boy like Tang Ji is definitely willing to share his learning methods with everyone, right?"

"Mmm, yes, teacher." Tang Ji nodded quickly.

The teacher was praising him, but he didn't listen to Ding Kailing's words carefully. He wanted to share the language learning method.

"Okay, then the small self-study after the fourth class at noon today is a Chinese class. When the time comes, you will share it with everyone. You need to prepare a little. Please take a seat."

"Oh well."

Tang Ji sat down happily, feeling a little like stepping on cotton, and seemed slightly dizzy.

The Chinese teacher is praising him, not criticizing, but also asking him to share his learning methods.

Tang Ji, who smiled gleefully, didn't notice the look Ling Chuyang gave him.I only noticed that the Chinese teacher's smiling face was praising him.

Share learning methods?

Ling Chuyang, who was on the side, put his left hand in the drawer, put down the earphone, and groped to turn off the Walkman.

I can't help but admire in my heart, this teacher is amazing, really different, the routine is too deep.

Looking at Tang Ji's expression, it is estimated that in the future language classes, only the "black peony" will lead the way.As for himself, it is estimated that in the future language classes, he will not be able to sleep, listen to songs, or do any small movements.

"There is another classmate in our class," Ding Kailing looked at Ling Chuyang who was deserting, "the potential is infinite, and it has not exploded yet. If I have the same surname and name as my class representative, then naturally, the Chinese grades will not be bad. , isn't it, classmate Ling Chuyang?"

It's alright, at this time you can make a desertion,

I vaguely heard that the language teacher seemed to be calling his name, and looked at Ding Kailing with a rather intriguing smile.

What is this expression?Is it his turn?

Thinking of my 65-point language test paper, I suddenly felt a chill hit my back.

Ling Chuyang stood up orderly, then lowered his head, waiting for her lesson.

"Ling Chuyang, the scroll surface is clean and tidy. Your calligraphy is very beautiful, you have practiced hard pen calligraphy, right? Our class board newspaper can add new members."

Ling Chuyang saw a pair of slender hands and took the language test paper from him.

is neat and clean.Half empty, of course tidy.

Ling Chuyang was taken aback, words, beautiful?

This can also be the reason for being praised. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the results of the Chinese test paper, right?
"Oh, by the way, our language interest group is still short of two members who are good at writing and have practiced calligraphy. Ling Chuyang, do you mind showing your hard pen calligraphy?"

Ding Kailing put down the test paper with a smile, returned to the middle of the classroom, and then looked at the position on the right: "Ling Puchu, what's your opinion?"

Language Interest Group?

Ling Chuyang instinctively wanted to answer not interested, mind.However, when he heard the language teacher turn to look to the other side of the classroom, he didn't answer and followed.

"Of course I agree." That was Geng Xinyu's voice, with a clear smile in her bright voice. "This is what the teacher ordered."

When he saw Ling Puchu, he looked unhappy, looked back at him, then put on a cute smile, and nodded to the language teacher.

"agree."

Barely.

He was not happy at first, what does the language interest group have to do with him?

Is Chinese a class for him?
"He Shiling, Fang Di, what's your opinion?"

Ding Kailing turned to Fang Di after seeing He Shiling's nodding and smiling expression.

"Naturally agree, Yilingfei and Chu Shao are far away, we don't have any hard-working boys, it's time to increase." Fang Di's answer attracted a lot of laughter.

In that kind of laughter, Ling Chuyang heard the voice of the language teacher: "The original 4 members of the language interest group have all passed by unanimously. Ling Chuyang, what's your opinion?"

Ling Chuyang glanced at it. In the front left of the classroom, the man was holding his cheeks leisurely, turning his pen, and looking here with a smile. When he saw him, his eyes blinked slightly, the corners of his mouth pursed into a beautiful arc, and his face A bright smile appeared.

Under the background props of the bright sunshine outside the window, the slightly blue sky, and a few fluttering clouds, she looks fresh and dazzling in the blue and white school uniform, quiet and beautiful.

Quietly freezes there, like a white marble relief that never fades.

Just like the situation three years ago, people cannot ignore it, let alone refuse it.

"Okay. Teacher."

Ling Chuyang suddenly became cloudy and foggy, and with Tang Ji's constant instigation of approval, his brain agreed without hesitation.

Yi Lingfei also participated in the appointment of the language teacher, and she was one of them.

"Teacher, can I also participate?" Tang Ji suddenly raised his hand and asked.

"Yes." Ding Kailing asked cheerfully, "What's your opinion?"

"Yes." "Agree."

The voices of Fang Di and Geng Xinyu could be heard.

In Ling Puchu's unsympathetic eyes and He Shiling's smile, Ling Chuyang heard the language teacher's bright voice in confusion.

"Okay, our language interest group members are all ready today. Next, we will start talking about the test papers..."

(End of this chapter)