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Chapter 545: Shi Yi and others know the score
Chen Yuan remained extremely calm about this score.

At this time, all the students in the class came to a tacit agreement - to kill Chen Yuan and keep it a secret.

This kid is really good at pretending!

Indeed, this guy Chen Yuan is a bit too arrogant.

This is how Lao Mo feels at the moment.

Even though it's just a monthly exam, the score is so high after all. Is it necessary to be so calm?

Did this kid anticipate that his results would be strong after he finished writing it?

Before he knew it, Lao Mo was sweating profusely.

There is really an incredible monster in my class.

Originally, he thought that Chen Yuan had some talent for mathematics, but he had basically never learned it before. But now he realized that this guy was an absolute genius, but before the second year of high school, he was a piece of unpolished jade that had not been polished at all.

Lao Mo, I’m a little afraid to think about it.

Where his ceiling is is not something that an ordinary teacher like him can figure out.

Could it be that this is luck...

With one's own luck, he can drive the entire class.

Then, it also drives the No. 11 Middle School.

Well, I don't know how to express it.

In some cases, teachers will give up on a student if he has absolutely no chance of improvement.

But at this time, Lao Mo also felt powerless towards Chen Yuan.

Not sure how to help.

"Pass the test papers faster, don't walk around." Returning to the classroom, Lao Mo said, "This is the first time to take the national exam. I won't comment on the questions yet, but everyone should know after looking at their own scores that the national exam is not scary. A good iron must be hard to forge, and laying a solid foundation is more important than anything else."

Lao Mo, this is what I said.

Everyone returned to themselves.

Indeed, it seems to be feeling okay.

The difficulty seems to be not as high as Haidong volume.

After the report card reached Chen Yuan, he wrote down the scores for each subject on the paper.

It seems that there is still a little room for improvement in chemistry.

Then, only the Chinese composition was left.

With Lao Ting's help this time, Chen Yuan also realized that in this section, whoever wins the Chinese language will win the world.

"You're really exaggerating." Zhou Fu, who was standing by, looked at the result, shook her head, and said with some regret, "Although you study very hard, I can't associate you with that kind of super academic master."

A flat head, a beard, dark skin, myopia, and a majestic walking posture, that's what a top student looks like, right?
"Let me see you." Chen Yuan looked at the draft paper under Zhou Fu's big eyes.

604.

"Wow, this is progress too." Chen Yuan said in surprise.

"Maybe it's because I haven't been to Mom's Cafe recently."

"So you read at home?"

“Do comic books count?”

"Then you're talking about the Hammer Cafe."

Zhou Fu's test performance is just like most top students, and his grades depend solely on his performance during the test.

"Where is Jiaojiao?" Chen Yuan turned around.

Then, I saw He Sijiao showing a brilliant smile. After seeing me turn my head, she giggled and said, "I have made a lot of progress."

“……”Chen Yuan blushed.

If you look closely at this girl...she's quite cute.

"You've been working so hard recently, so it's normal that your grades have improved," said Chen Yuan.

"That's right, that's right. The starlight will not let down those who travel along the way." He Sijiao accepted the compliment without any shyness.

"I'm up too, brother."

Zhou Yu was also very happy. Although his average score had increased this time, his ranking had also risen, so he had definitely made progress.

"Chen Yuan, come out for a moment."

At this time, Lao Mo said to Chen Yuan.

Then, Chen Yuan got up and went outside the classroom.

Lao Mo looked at him for a while and asked, "Is the test paper not very good?"

"Well, not very good." Since it was Lao Mo who said it, Chen Yuan answered directly.

"In that case, I'll print some test papers from other schools for Class 1 and give you a set later. You can do them when you have time." Lao Mo said.

"Is it just me?" Chen Yuan asked puzzledly.

"After all, they stole the test papers from other famous schools, and they knew they were not good, so they only let students from Class One take the test, and then added you in so that they could practice on it." Lao Mo explained.

It’s indeed not very good.

Currently, some of the teaching materials used by students are sold online. Those of high quality have already been written by everyone, and there are not enough diligent people to review them, so some good schools will set their own questions for students to do.

Although it is not illegal to print secretly in other schools, it always makes people feel uncomfortable and think that there are thieves...

"Okay." Chen Yuan thought it was okay and nodded in agreement.

"If you need anything or if it's inconvenient, just tell me, okay?" Chen Yuan was so confident that Lao Mo didn't know how to help, so he could only take the initiative to ask.

"Well, I'll definitely find you if I need anything."

After Chen Yuan said this, Lao Mo nodded slightly.

Then, Chen Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Can we keep the lights on in the classroom after the last evening self-study class? If I go back to the dormitory, I still can't concentrate as much as I do in the classroom."

Generally, after evening self-study, no one is allowed to stay in the classroom and the lights are not allowed to be turned on.

This was also inspired by the "classroom gate" incidents that occurred in many high schools across the country.

In order to prevent people from staying in the classrooms, security guards will check the building and turn off the lights.

"Okay." Hearing Chen Yuan say this, Lao Mo was a little happy and nodded his head. "Then I will notify the school's security department. Don't worry about the lights in our class. You can use them without worry."

In fact, he didn't need any help from Lao Mo.

However, he could understand Lao Mo's feelings.

So, he chose to let Lao Mo have some sense of participation.

In this way he will also feel his own value.

"Emotional Intelligence".

"Okay, teacher. Thank you for your help." Chen Yuan said.

"Don't stay out too long at night. You still need to get enough rest."

"clear."

After there was nothing he could do to help with his grades, Lao Mo completely became Chen Yuan's housekeeper, or a provider of emotional value.

When you can be the C, your teammates are willing to work hard for you.

I can take on three lanes by myself, and I have explosive output in team battles!
And just like that, Chen Yuan returned to the classroom.

The first class is Chinese.

After Liu Fang asked the class representative to distribute all the answer sheets, she also called Chen Yuan out before class.

"What happened to your Chinese this time? Why did you suddenly improve so much?" Liu Fang asked with a smile, "Why, are you finally willing to learn my Chinese?"

"...I'm lucky, I'm lucky." Chen Yuan said modestly.

"You are still modest?" Liu Fang was amused and smiled, then asked, "The narrative you wrote in this Chinese composition is very smooth and perfect. But in the middle, are there some "literary creation" parts?"

"Ah, yes." Chen Yuan admitted honestly, "To be precise, it's about my grandfather. Also, my parents are not divorced... Of course, my grandfather is still alive."

"So there's not a single true word?" Liu Fang was stunned.

There is not a single word of truth in this essay, but he managed to write such a heartfelt essay. This guy is a bit scary.

I feel like I will be able to tell lies easily and vividly in the future.

"…After all, it's an essay, you can also treat it as a novel, and 'I' is the protagonist in it." Chen Yuan explained. "That's indeed possible." Liu Fang nodded and said in approval, "Essays actually encourage lying. Art comes from life, and it can also surpass life."

"Well, I think you are right." Chen Yuan said.

"Since it is an artistic creation, it is reasonable and logical." Liu Fang looked at Chen Yuan and said, "Then I will print out your composition and show it to everyone. Do you have any objection?"

Chen Yuan: "..."

Teacher, I would like to ask you whether you want to print my composition.

Still, it’s already printed.

"No, no problem." said Chen Yuan.

"Okay, then go back to your seat."

Just like that, Liu Fang said with a smile.

After returning to the podium, she handed out a stack of A4 papers: "Here are the four excellent essays from this exam, three with 56 points and one with 60 points. The 60 point essay belongs to Chen Yuan from our class."

I'm super!

Looking at the composition in his hand, Chen Yuan felt a little weird.

Liu Fang, you are so domineering!

"Ohhh!"

"A perfect essay, awesome."

"Didn't they say that essays in normal exams don't get full marks? This is a big exception."

"Oh my god, there's really something there, Chen Yuan is bringing Wen Hao..."

Since Chen Yuan had already agreed, Liu Fang did so.

When everyone saw Chen Yuan's composition that scored 60 points, they all sighed in admiration.

Zhou Fu, who was standing next to her, felt a little sad as she watched.

So she slowly turned her head, her cheeks slightly flushed as she said, "Is this a true story? You are so pitiful..."

"Hammer, haven't you met my father?"

Yang Junlian and Chen Jianye are very loving, okay!
"Young writer, you are such a good writer." He Sijiao at the back also started teasing Chen Yuan.

Humph, even if you praise me as a young writer, I won’t be happy.

As everyone was watching, sobbing suddenly broke out in the class...

Everyone was a little puzzled. After looking for the source of the voice, they found out it was Tang Siwen.

Grass.

My parents have always had a bad relationship, and then they divorced. I lived with my mother... Wenzi wouldn't think I'm picking on her, would she?

Tang Siwen's crying was also noticed by some people.

So she quickly stopped crying, pouting her lips, picked up a tissue, wiped the little pearl, and it felt a little better...

However, when I turned around and gave Chen Yuan's essay a look of approval, I was still quite touching.

The words that Zhu Tingting left in this world still touched some people.

The whole is very good.

Wait.

Looking at the essays of other classes on this piece of paper, Chen Yuan suddenly realized, has it been promoted to the whole school? !
.........

One class.

"Wow, it's really well written. No wonder it got full marks. It really has the ability."

"This is amazing. This kind of text feels like reading an article in a physical book."

"This article doesn't look out of place in the reading comprehension section."

"But I didn't expect Chen Yuan to have such a sad life story..."

The students in Class 1 can only look up to Chen Yuan, a god-like figure like him.

So when reading this essay, I was also full of learning attitude.

Even if they are the chosen ones of the class.

But compared with the Holy Son of Class 18, there is still a big gap.

Just take the first shift, there's no need to force yourself to take the eighteenth shift.

"Teacher, what is Chen Yuan's total score this time?" Because each class only has a class report card, everyone asked curiously.

"It's a little scary to say it out loud, you have to promise me to be quiet." The teacher said in advance.

""Okay~""

After everyone agreed, the Chinese teacher said, "You got 141 in Chinese, and the total score is 728..."

"ohhhh!"

Apparently, his words turned out to be bullshit.

Everybody was arguing a lot.

Because of this score, it is impossible to see it in reality.

This is like the 11-meter race. The excellent level is between 12 and 11 seconds. Those who run under 9 seconds are all strong. But at this time, someone who runs within seconds appears. It is a pure dimensionality reduction attack, which must be driving people crazy.

Just like that, this outrageous result spread throughout the entire third grade.

In the Internet age, there is no privacy.

and so……

At this moment, at No. 728 Middle School, after the evening self-study session, when Shi Yi was about to return to the dormitory, his friend next to him suddenly said, "Did you know? Didn't No. Middle School hold a monthly exam? Chen Yuan scored !"

"......!" Shi Yi, who was always very calm, was suddenly frightened.

When he heard this number, he was completely stunned.

No. 724 Middle School also has exams, but I only scored ...

No, this is fake, right?

How can this be true?

Is it possible for a human to achieve this result?
He was puzzled, bewildered and nervous.

So after returning to the dormitory, he was still a little angry.

Why did my classmates know his grades before him, but he didn’t tell me?
So he started to torture Chen Yuan in the group.

Shi Yi@Chen Yuan: Your score in this monthly exam was 728?
His knock immediately caused a huge wave in the group.

Shen Yating:?!
Shen Yating @Chen Yuan: Come on, it’s not true! This is not true!
Bai Mingze:?

Liu Chengxi@Chen Yuan: Is this true?
Shen Yating: Everyone is working hard on 710, and you are almost at 730, are you kidding? !
Liu Chengxi@Chen Yuan: Are you there? Is it true?

Although we are not in the same place, we all feel the same.

I can't believe it, but I don't want to believe it either.

If that's the case, it's going to be a fatal blow!

Just like that, everyone was filled with impatience and worry.

The worry is real.

Finally, Chen Yuan replied.

Chen Yuan: No, although it is true, this result has no value.

Chen Yuan: The test paper issued by No. 11 Middle School is really bad. Many of the questions are the same as those I have encountered before.

Chen Yuan: And everyone’s average score has increased a lot, not just mine!
Liu Chengxi@Chen Yuan: How much did others improve?

Chen Yuan: About three or four points...

Shen Yating: What are you talking about?

Bai Mingze:?

Shi Yi:?
Liu Chengxi, who is usually quite serious, also slowly dialed a number:?

At this moment, Chen Yuan, who was in the dormitory, sent an emoticon saying "Please stop torturing me", and felt guilty inside...

Lao Ting, what should I do next time? You are putting me on the fire!
(End of this chapter)