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Chapter 44 Grades (2)

The teachers in Quanying Private School graded the papers very quickly, and all the papers were corrected in the evening of the second day after the test, but it took some time to record the scores of the students one by one and then make the overall ranking list and class ranking table .

The main reason is that the general ranking list is more troublesome. It is necessary to take a few extra-large red papers, and then use a brush to copy the name, grade, and class in order according to the ranking.

So even though the leaderboard will be posted tomorrow morning, the answer sheets of each class will be distributed in the evening. For the highest score of each subject, most teachers have an estimate in their minds.

When Lao Xu, the head teacher, took the answer sheet into the classroom of Class C, the whole class suddenly fell silent, and then suddenly became noisy.

Everyone looked at the answer sheet in Lao Xu's hand, and the fixed answers for each subject written on the yellow paper on the top of the answer sheet.

"Teacher, I'd like to give you the answer sheet!"

Tian Xuanxin was the first to raise her hand.

Immediately afterwards, a few people sitting in the front row who usually interact with the teacher and are more active in learning said that they also sent answer sheets for the same reason.

Others whispered to their good classmates——

"It's over, I feel that I did very poorly in the exam this time..."

"Look at Lao Xu's expression, he's cold and cold. I suspect that the whole class didn't pass the exam..."

"No way, I'm suddenly a little imaginary. I've studied very seriously this month, but my summer vacation is really wasted..."

Old Xu knocked on the table lightly, and the class became quiet again.

Old Xu cleared his throat and said:

"Representatives of each subject handed out the answer sheets, and the class committee members copied the answers to the multiple-choice questions of each subject onto the blackboard, and looked at the answers to other questions on the yellow paper, and then roughly calculated their grades. "

The representatives of each subject took the rolled up answer sheets from Lao Xu and handed them out.

There is no deputy monitor in class C of the second year of senior high school. The monitor, league branch secretary, study committee member, cultural and entertainment committee member, and sports committee member were each assigned a piece of yellow paper with the answers to one subject, and then they went to the podium to copy the answers.

This is the procedure that Class C has always followed, and it is a tradition after the monthly exam of Class C.

Luo Yanxing stood up as the class monitor, and was the first to write the answers on the podium with yellow paper. He was tall, with long hands and legs, and had a good-looking back.

Di Xiaodi looked at Luo Yanxing copying the answer with chalk. Luo Yanxing copied the answer in English, and he wrote the word English at the beginning, which was also very beautiful.

Di Xiaodi was fascinated by it for a moment, and she didn't come back until the Chinese class representative handed out the answer sheet to her desk.

Luo Yanxing was the first to come up to the stage to copy the answers, but he was the last to come down. There is no way, there are the most multiple-choice questions in English.

Luo Yanxing sat back beside Di Xiaodi, and saw that the English answer sheet had been distributed on Di Xiaodi's desk, so he casually handed the yellow paper with the answers to the English test paper to Di Xiaodi:

"You're right first."

Di Xiaodi looked at Luo Yanxing's hand stretched out in front of his eyes. His fingers were slender and his nails were neatly trimmed. There was a small scar on the second joint of the middle finger, but it was not ugly, but it added a bit of wildness to his hand. feel.

Di Xiaodi still remembered this scar. It was when she was almost knocked down when she was a child. Luo Yanxing pulled her up, but she fell and cut her hand on the broken glass on the ground.

That time Luo Yanxing didn't hurt too badly, but it also left a scar, which hasn't disappeared after so many years.

Di Xiaodi stretched out his hand and lightly touched the scar on Luo Yanxing's hand, Luo Yanxing's hand trembled along with his eyelashes, and he looked towards Di Xiaodi.

(End of this chapter)