I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

Chapter 71 71.No.4

After the last subject exam on Friday afternoon, the students all felt like they had survived the catastrophe.

The wailing was gone, and what was exchanged was the anxious mood of the students waiting for the announcement of the results.

In the intense study and sprint period of the second year of high school, no one thought about regressing, even one.

Everyone thinks about progress, even if it is only one improvement.

In the evening self-study class, Sun Xin went to the Ling constellation seat to ask questions. Ever since this guy felt ashamed in the haunted house, he would look embarrassed when he saw Zeng Zhile and the others these days, even with the questions. Not very embarrassed to come and ask.

Sun Xin's grades were not very good. He became the squad leader purely because he was more enthusiastic and loved helping others.

In other words, I prefer to meddle in my own business.

But Sun Xin is very self-motivated, and he has definitely put in enough effort in his studies, but his brain may not be too bright.

For example, Su Qingluo only needs to do one or two times to remember a question, Ling Xing can do a question three to five times and can remember it, and Sun Xin has to do a question fifty to eighty times, but he still doesn’t remember very well. The prison kind.

Talent is really hard to say.

As long as Ling Xing will answer the questions, he will usually answer them. If he really can't, there will be a master of learning behind him.

Although Master Xueshen has a bad temper, when Ling Xing asked him questions, he never showed any signs of impatience.

On the contrary, some... enjoy it.

Zeng Zhile observed for a while, and when Su Qingluo and Ling Xing were not in the classroom, he couldn't help complaining to Pei Yan: "Did you find that your deskmate is a bit romantic?"

Pei Yan held his chin halfway, and said slowly: "Then where are you at the same table?"

Zeng Zhile lifted her chin, and her small expression was full of pride: "Of course Daxing is not a love brain, she is a pure learning brain, she must be an unrequited love!"

Pei Yan disagreed, his glasses refracted light, making it difficult to see his expression: "I think they should be each other..."

Zeng Zhile felt that he couldn't continue talking with him: "You don't understand, and you can't judge people."

Pei Yan sneered, and his tone faded: "Well, I can do it without you."

Zeng Zhile looked at him suspiciously: "...I think there is something in your words."

Pei Yan shook his head lightly: "No, you are overthinking."

Zeng Zhile felt that she would vomit blood in anger if she talked a little more, she turned her head angrily, and swore the same as the previous few times - if she talks to Pei Yan again, she will be a dog!

Ji Yan, who was separated by an aisle from them, listened to their conversation from beginning to end, his face darkened, and his hostility towards Su Qingluo became even worse.

Recently, the teachers have been doing more and more test papers. They only finished the test on Friday. In the second class on Saturday afternoon, the math teacher took the test paper again on the desk. He put his arms on both sides of the desk, sharp His eyes swept around the classroom again and again.

The students all had a bad premonition in their hearts. They could all guess what was going on. They must have failed the exam this time. If they passed the exam, the teacher would have entered the classroom with a smile on his face and humming a song.

The classroom was so silent that you could hear a needle drop.

Sure enough, the math teacher patted the test paper on the side, and said angrily: "The average score this time has fallen off a cliff compared to the last time. You are all wrong with some bonus questions. It really disappoints me..."

This familiar opening line.

Some students muttered in a low voice: "When did we let him have hope..."

"Hehe," Zeng Zhile looked at the nails and sneered, and muttered, "Send sub-questions? Sending propositions is more or less the same."

The math teacher stretched out his right index finger, probably too angry, and shook his fingers in the air: "There is only one person in your two classrooms who got the last big question right..."

As soon as the math teacher's words fell, everyone's eyes began to look at Su Qingluo in unison.

During this period of time, no matter which subject in the exam, Su Qingluo can be said to get a solid full score every time, and the way everyone looks at him has long since changed.

He has successfully changed from being a god to a god of learning, and he has become famous by virtue of his achievements.

The math teacher said again: "The only one who got it right is not the student in your class, but the class next door..."

The math teacher teaches classes [-], [-] and [-] at the same time.

This old guy also deliberately kept it a secret, even if some classmates asked for his name, he didn't say who it was.

Ling Xing was a little unbelievable. She also thought that the person who did the correct question was Su Qingluo. After all, Su Qingluo was very relaxed when explaining the questions to her. He wrote down the steps and ideas for solving the questions in a few clicks .

At this time, a bold male student in the classroom raised his hand: "Teacher, the ones you mentioned who did the right question should be students from our class. We are from Class [-] and Class [-]."

The math teacher was taken aback, and touched his half-bald head: "Huh? Are you in class two or three?"

He even went to the door of the classroom and glanced at the classroom sign hanging beside the door.

It is indeed the second and third classes of high school.

He walked back to the classroom with a sullen expression: "I'm sorry students, the only student who is all right is indeed from your class, I remembered it wrong."

That is to say, the god of learning is the god of learning, how can he encounter problems that he doesn't know so easily?
The students in the second and third classes hadn't been happy for half a minute, when they heard the math teacher play murderously: "You also learn from Su Qingluo, this time his math test paper is 150, full marks!"

Can't compare.

People in this world can piss people off more than others.

After pretending to be sick and passing the two-day exam, Qiu Yilin also came to class on Saturday.

Seeing how loud the wailing in the classroom was, Qiu Yilin had an expression of watching the show on her face, but her voice contained gratitude: "System, it's a good thing I didn't come to take the exam this time."

If she took the exam by herself, who knows what she would do if there were no cheating reminders?
When Qiu Yilin came, Ji Yan's complexion was obviously much better than that of the two days of the exam. He was attacked by Qiu Yilin and lost nearly 40 favorability points. Naturally, his attitude towards Qiu Yilin was different from others.

This bystander should also include Ling Xing.

Because in class, the two of them would occasionally meet their eyes once or twice, but every time it was Ji Yan who took the lead to look away.

He seems to be a contradictory body now, while eager to restore the relationship with Ling Xing to the time when he was a childhood sweetheart, but at the same time he dare not talk to Ling Xing.

He was afraid that Ling Xing would say some unfeeling words again, and he couldn't bear it.

Next Wednesday is National Day, and National Day is a statutory holiday. If there is a holiday, I have to make up classes.

So this week Saturday and Sunday are normal classes.

On Monday morning, Sister Yu announced their results in various subjects and the ranking of the second model.

It is hard to imagine that in just two days, the teachers have corrected so many test papers.

True volume.

Now it's not only the students doing the rolls, but even the teacher rolls up the rolls too.

In the ranking announced this time, Su Qingluo successfully crushed No.20 with a difference of more than 2 points.

And No.2 is Ji Yan.

No.3 is Pei Yan.

No.4 is Ling Xing.

Ling Xing...

At this moment, Ling Xing couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in. When she was doing the questions, she clearly felt that her grades would not be too bad this time, but she didn't expect that she could improve so much at a time.

The system also told Qiu Yilin that it was a setting that her grade was around tenth, but the setting was dead, and she was alive.

Her hunch was right, she would eventually break through the shackles step by step, and only live the life she wanted.

(End of this chapter)