After being read into the mind!The whole family counterattacked the era and led me to win

Everyone is so envious of what they say to each other.

"If I go back with this grade, my mother will reward me with a big bag of White Rabbit toffees."

"I have never passed such a high level in Chinese. Chinese is always a pain for me."

"Isn't this essay close to full marks?" A person flipped through Ding Qiuyan's paper. The words were written neatly, so two points were deducted for the essay.

"She's taking the same exam as Wan Ying. She's stable."

Some people had already celebrated in advance. Ding Qiuyan finally fought for the school in their village. Although Jiang Ning was the last in the town, he was from the town after all, and he looked down on the students in the village.

Based on this alone, they definitely support Ding Qiuyan.

Jiang Yang sighed, although his sister lost, it was an honor even though she lost. She was almost the same as Ding Qiuyan.

Regarding Chinese, Jiang Yang had no hope in Jiang Ning. Although he was very good in science, he rubbed his Chinese paper behind his back and it was only 85.

[Are they too happy too early? 】

Jiang Yang: "?"

The sudden change in the painting style caught Jiang Yang off guard. In an instant, he saw Jiang Ning lightly closing his eyes and holding out his paper, "Chinese 90."

"This..." Wan Ying snatched Jiang Ning's paper faster than Ding Qiuyan and looked at it carefully.

She could understand that she lost to Jiang Ning in English, but why did she lose in Chinese?
Is the teaching level in the village really that bad?She can take first place in the village, but she can't compare to the last place in the town?

She suddenly began to doubt herself... like a frog in a well.

Ding Qiuyan was completely numb and sat slumped on the chair.

After this calculation, her total score is not as good as Jiang Ning's, not even as good as Jiang Ning's. Wouldn't it mean that she would be in the top ten?
It was so quiet in the classroom that you could hear a needle drop.

Everyone's current thoughts are similar to Wan Ying's, and they feel like a frog in a well, unaware.

"What a shame! You are actually gathering people to gamble..."

Teacher Song Qianqian did not know when she appeared, quietly appearing behind many students. Her eyes fell on the large stack of papers on the table, and her conversation stopped abruptly.

This style of painting is neither good nor bad, but it is just weird.

Song Qianqian was embarrassed, "Who came up with the idea?"

"Jiang Ning!" Everyone recovered from the shock and sold her in unison.

Teacher Song's eyes turned sideways, and Jiang Ning's scalp felt numb. The pressure from the teacher was still as heavy as ever.

Even after many years of graduation, when the teacher catches his eye and hits the chalk, he still instinctively shrinks his neck and trembles with fear...

"Hey, it's me."

"Jiang Ning, don't get carried away because you ranked tenth in the class this time. There is still a big gap between you and No. 1, but the teacher is optimistic about you."

[Teacher Song is indeed an ace teacher. He is really eloquent and gives both kindness and power. 】

Jiang Ning touched her nose and held her right wrist with her left hand. She smiled sweetly and said dignifiedly, "Okay, Teacher Song."

[When facing the teacher, you must be quick to admit your mistakes and your sliding and kneeling posture must be accurate. 】

[No matter what era, this is the supreme law. 】

Jiang Yang: "..." My sister seems to have learned a lot of lessons and gained deep insights.

He guessed right. Although Jiang Ning worked hard and got good grades when he was in school, he was not a good student in the traditional sense. He was very naughty and had the rebelliousness of his second year in middle school. He suffered a lot and was beaten by the teacher. lesson.

But then I went to a company and was punished by society. Now I am a successful part-time worker. I bow my head when it is time to bow my head.Why bother with yourself, right?

Song Qianqian looked at her inexplicably. Although they had just started to interact with him, she could tell that this Jiang Ning was a surly student and would not be so obedient. But why did it go beyond her expectations again?

As a result, she had to swallow back the big talk she originally planned to educate Jiang Ning and turned her head away feeling a little uncomfortable.

But Song Qianqian stood on the podium, still unhappy with some things she said. She said loudly, "This is not the gap between teaching in the village and the town. It is the gap between you and Jiang Ning. I don't know why Jiang Ning was in the town before." She was last in the exam, but now that she has come to our Changpu Junior High School, it is a new beginning. Every student has something worth learning from, and you don’t need to look down on any of your classmates. As long as they work hard, they can catch up at any time. "

Jiang Ning's composition is still in the form of a Ming and Qing vernacular novel. It was the first time she revised it, and it was really amazing.

I don’t know why Jiang Ning didn’t study hard and take exams well in the town.

Maybe you have the same difficulty of being suppressed as yourself?
Song Qianqian suddenly felt a little cherished for her talents.

Ding Qiuyan was dumbfounded. Ever since she heard Teacher Song say that Jiang Ning got tenth in the exam, she couldn't listen to anything else he said.

The whole person felt hazy and light, and his feet seemed to be unable to touch the ground.

Jiang Ning is one point higher than her. Jiang Ning is tenth, so she is No. 11.

Then her new sneakers... She seemed to see the sneakers growing wings and flying out of the window.

"Classmate Ding Qiuyan! Ding Qiuyan!"

"Ah?" Ding Qiuyan woke up from a dream.

Song Qianqian: "I just heard that you made a bet with classmate Jiang Ning, saying that if you lose, you have to apologize to classmate Jiang Yang. Although the process is not good, you have to do what you promised. To make friends, you must Keep your word and do the same to your classmates.”

Ding Qiuyan turned around and met Jiang Ning's eyes. She was already in such a miserable state, did she still need to apologize?

But Jiang Ning stood without any intention of relaxing.

Jiang Yanggang wanted to open his mouth. In fact, it wasn't for this reason that he coughed until he cried in the first place... Otherwise...

[Third brother, I stood up for you, you should be happy, right? 】

Jiang Yang: "..."

No, in order for his sister to be able to protect him in the future, he cannot be soft-hearted!
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At noon, there is a stall in front of Changpu Junior High School.

When Ding Qiuyan walked by, her eyes glanced there habitually, but she quickly pinched her palms, looked away, and walked over quickly.

"Ding Qiuyan!" An angry female voice exploded behind her head.

Ding Qiuyan turned around, laughed dryly, and felt guilty, "Aunt Yu."

"Ding Qiuyan, when will you come to buy these sneakers?" Aunt Yu is holding the pair of Jai Alai sneakers that Ding Qiuyan has longed for. They are very simple and not a new style, but they are the ones that Ding Qiuyan has coveted for a long time. His eyes straightened and he swallowed, "Soon."

But I knew very well in my heart that I probably wouldn't be able to buy this pair of sneakers.

Aunt Yu shouted loudly, "Let me tell you, although I have a good relationship with you, I still have to support my family. Many people have come to ask me these days. Maybe I will sell it one day."

"I will definitely buy it. I will buy it in the next two days!"

Aunt Yu looked at her, feeling resentful and a little pitiful towards the child, "Your mother took your brother to my sister-in-law's to buy toys two days ago. She bought toys worth five or six yuan. Look at your shoes. The patch is about to break again, and she won't buy it for you." Aunt Yu couldn't stop complaining, "They say a child without a mother is like a piece of grass. Why do I think you have a mother and you don't have a mother?"

These words hurt her heart, Ding Qiuyan buried her head and nodded secretly.

While he was nodding, tears fell down and fell on the ground like big raindrops.

She raised her hand and wiped it hard, but she just wiped more and more, and her face turned red. (End of chapter)