The villainous lady who was abandoned has awakened

Chapter 142

The Chinese teacher finally responded.

She flipped Tao Sisi's test paper to the side, and hummed perfunctorily.

"Okay, you go out, remember not to wander around the door."

Tao Sisi has always been a star in her class, and the teachers of all subjects regard her as a favorite, and she has never received such a cold reception.

She was just about to say something to prove her sense of existence, when she suddenly found that Chi Yu's name was written on the test paper the teacher was reading.

This discovery made her eyes widen, not knowing what's so good about a garbage test paper.

The Chinese teacher found that she had been standing beside her to block the light, raised her head and frowned and asked her, "Is there a problem?"

Tao Sisi looked down on all the poor students who didn't know how to make progress, and felt that they were all trash and didn't deserve her attention.

The biggest difference between Chi Yu and ordinary poor students is that she is slightly prettier than others.

But the same good-for-nothing is just a vase.

Xu, the Chinese teacher, is on her period and is in a bad mood. She doesn't want to talk to her, so she is not admiring Chi Yu's composition.

After comforting herself in this way, Tao Sisi felt better again.

"I just think my composition is very good this time. Teacher, if you have nothing to do, you can help me to read it. After class is over, I will go to the office to discuss it with you."

Tao Sisi's tone was as if she was the boss of the Chinese teacher and wanted the staff to rush out the plan, and she was in a hurry to use it.

She has a strong background. No matter how uncomfortable the Chinese teacher felt, she could only endure it, and said with a smile on her face, "Wait until I'm free."

Chinese in the morning and mathematics in the afternoon.

It took Chi Yu almost time to hand in the paper. The math teacher was fat and chubby, with a compassionate face, like a Maitreya Buddha.

He didn't correct Chi Yu's test paper in advance, he only took a quick glance and found that all the big questions behind her were filled up, thinking that this poor student has a good attitude.

The math teacher asked for leave in the morning, and he had no idea that after the Chinese teacher invigilated the exam, he returned to the office and praised Chi Yu.

The whole office has read Chi Yu's composition, and even the most critical teaching and research team leader gave Chi Yu a high evaluation.

A few days ago, Chi Yu was also the focus of discussion in the office.

At that time, everyone learned that the head teacher of a class accepted a related account who returned zero points in the exam, and felt sorry for her.

After reading the composition, I began to envy her again.

This child knew that he was a genius at a glance. Geniuses are always surly, and they can get zero or full marks in the test, depending on their own mood.

Fortunately, the era of zero marks has passed. Since she is willing to write the composition so beautifully, it means she is serious.

For a while, everyone was congratulating the class teacher for picking up the treasure.

The head teacher was not so optimistic. She smiled and shook her head: "You guys are too idealistic. Now there are few children who are partial to subjects. She only likes Chinese."

There are not a few students who are good at and like subjects with a test score of more than [-], and those who can't learn, and subjects that they hate, take single-digit tests.

The English teacher sitting next to her said disapprovingly, "We will take the math test in the afternoon, and when Lao Zhao comes back with the test paper, let's see if we don't know."

Lao Zhao returned to the office with the test paper in his arms, and received an unprecedented welcome.

All the teachers rushed forward. In the chaos, someone snatched the test paper from Lao Zhao's hand. He exclaimed repeatedly: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Someone showed him Chi Yu's full-score Chinese test paper.

As a science student who teaches mathematics, Lao Zhao is not very proficient in Chinese, but he also knows that it is basically impossible to get full marks in this course.

He looked at the Chinese teacher in surprise, "This... standard answer?"

The smile on the Chinese teacher's face couldn't be hidden at all, "Look whose name is written."

Chi Yu, the poor student they collectively complained about a few days ago, of course Old Zhao remembered.

"Partial subject?" Lao Zhao's first thought coincided with that of the head teacher.

During the time they were communicating, a math teacher from another class had already corrected Chi Yu's test paper.

The teachers around were stunned when they saw the last question from the first question of the test paper.

The answers to the math test papers are basically fixed, right is right and wrong is wrong.

What the head teacher said earlier actually made sense.

Everyone just wanted to prove whether Chi Yu was a partial subject or a real genius.

The result came out, another perfect test paper.

The head teacher held Chi Yu's math test paper and couldn't calm down anymore.

"Chinese and mathematics, one literature, one science, if you are proficient in both, it can only show that she is really good."

The head teacher couldn't hide his excitement, "You said, will this year's top student in the college entrance examination be in our school?"

Di Yi has a curse. Although the admission rate of first-class universities has always been at the top of the list of similar high schools, the top students in the college entrance examination every year are all in other schools.

The high school that competes with Di Yi takes the top scorer in the college entrance examination as the entry point, and has been secretly rubbing their hearts on them.

What first-class teaching resources, first-class environment, no matter how good you are, no matter how good you are, you will not be able to cultivate champions.

Some parents are superstitious and feel that although Di Yi looks good on the surface, he can't be the champion, and he seems to be short of something.

In the past two years, the top students in the city have been snatched away by other high schools one after another.

Outsiders don't know, but the internal leaders have long been anxious to get angry.

Class One is a top class, and the head teacher's pressure is no less than that of the students.

The school leaders have signaled many times, both openly and secretly, that the class teacher should find ways to focus on cultivating the champion seedlings.

Select a few top-notch ones, and you can do special training, and the expenses incurred will be out of the school.

The homeroom teacher thought that Tao Sisi and the other two boys were good, and was about to discuss with them about having a private tutoring session for them at night, when Chi Yu jumped out.

It was like a star descending from the sky, and the head teacher was so happy and silly.

No matter which class Diyi was in, the teachers were all happy.

There was joy in the office, when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Tao Sisi was holding a stack of test papers in her hand, followed by two boys, looking at the head teacher: "Old Ban, I heard from Uncle Liu... Cough, just about that, tonight is the official start, right?"

The Uncle Liu she was talking about was the school leader who gave orders to the head teacher.

The head teacher cleared his throat, put down the test paper in his hand, and walked towards Tao Sisi: "That's right."

Tao Sisi received the hint from the head teacher's eyes and followed her to a corner where no one was around.

The head teacher implicitly expressed to Tao Sisi his opinion on the matter of opening a small stove.

"Sisi, the teacher thinks that all-night tutoring is not good for your health. The college entrance examination is important, but your health is more important, and...it seems unfair to other students in the class."

Tao Sisi raised her eyebrows and looked at the teacher in charge absurdly.

"Are you okay? There is unfairness everywhere in this world. Those who hold scarce resources will always be the small group of people standing at the top of the pyramid. Cannon fodder has the life of cannon fodder. Poor them is worse than poor pigs waiting to be slaughtered."

(End of this chapter)