Boss, his language is not good

Chapter 17 Envy, Jealousy, Hate

It was already the second day when Nancheng saw Shen Beiwang again, and there was a secret embarrassment between the two, or rather, Nancheng's unilateral embarrassment.

After Shen Beiwang finished speaking yesterday, the small space fell into an ambiguous silence.

Nancheng's face was a little hot, he directly looked away, turned away his face, and pretended that he didn't hear anything.

With the current relationship between the two of them, those words are really unacceptable.Personal emotions are too strong, in other words... the smell of vinegar is too strong, even Nancheng, who should have been "a fan of the authorities", can feel it.

In the silence between the two sides, Nancheng stroked the broken hair by his ears a little uncomfortably. After all, he couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere, so he opened his mouth first, "I, I'm going back to the classroom first."

Shen Bei looked at Nancheng's little expression trying to pretend to be calm and his uncontrollably fluttering little eyes, curled his lips, and gave a rather pleasant "hmm", and then watched Nancheng hurriedly staggered away from him, his back was somewhat The meaning of running away.

Lin Jinchu, who was standing aside as the background, didn't understand anymore, he hooked his body and looked back at Nancheng's "juejue" back, then looked suspiciously at his cousin, with a puzzled look on his face, "Are you... are you cold? "

Still reminiscing about the different shy expression (?) on Nancheng's face, Shen Beiwang: "..."

Where did the poor kid come from, can he still talk? !This is called the little love between lovers, you chase me and hide, you know what a fart as a single dog!

Completely ignoring that he was still single, Shen Beiwang turned around, smiled kindly at his cousin, and raised his hand to stroke his head amidst his stupid cousin's slightly horrified expression, with a face full of compassion , "It's okay, IQ is all born, and it's not your fault if you don't have it."

"Pfft..." Xu Lei, who was standing in the corner quietly listening to the gossip, couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed decisively.

Lin Jinchu's eyes were dull, and he pointed at the place where Shen Beiwang left with trembling fingers, then pointed at himself, and asked in disbelief, "What did he say about me?!"

"Hahaha, you are stupid!"

Lin Stupid Jinchu: "..." So angry.

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The third self-study class in the morning
The rankings of each class have been submitted by the relevant responsible teachers to the head teachers of each class. The first time a few head teachers get the grades is to evaluate the overall level of their class in their hearts, whether they have improved or regressed, and then Then compare the level of other classes, and after you have a score in your mind, you either walk into your respective class calmly, frown depressed, or smile openly.

Class [-] did well in the exam this time. The head teacher pushed open the door and walked into the classroom boldly. He changed his usual posture of standing on tiptoe and deliberately walking lightly. He secretly hid in the window and secretly observed the students' learning status. The voice is loud, and every step is windy.

"The results are out. Everyone did well in the exam. Although there is no outstanding class in general, our class is definitely the leader compared to other classes!"

Before entering the classroom, the head teacher thought about being hypocritical and modest, because he was afraid that the students would be proud, but he himself was so flamboyant and straight-talking, he couldn't do that at all. Looking at the expectant eyes of the students below, Just go straight to the real guy.

"Squad leader, hurry up and turn on the projector, and vote for everyone to see the results."

Tao Yuan, the monitor of Class 178, is a tall girl with a net height of [-] cm. She sits a few rows behind the class, is quite silent, and has no sense of presence in the class.

She didn't have much reaction when she was called by the class teacher, she walked up to the podium and started the projection, and she didn't feel excited about seeing the grades a few minutes before others, and she didn't look at the grades in her hand Single glance.

The homeroom teacher was not idle either, taking advantage of the class monitor's projection time, he personally distributed the remaining transcripts to several class representatives so that they could pass them on to their respective teachers.

When he was assigned to Nancheng, he even happily praised, "You did well in the exam, keep it up!" That attitude was very amiable.

The surrounding students only took one more look at Nancheng after hearing this, and didn't react in any other way.

They were used to all the teachers boasting about Nancheng, especially the class teacher and Chinese teacher.One is because of the various honors that Nancheng brought to the class, and the other is because Nancheng is his favorite student.

When Nancheng took over the ranking list belonging to the Chinese teacher from the class teacher, the projection on the blackboard was also done just right, and Nancheng's name hung high on the first place, far ahead.

The score of 148 in the first column of Chinese is a pain in the eyes of every student. No.2 Yuan Xiang’s score of 129 is already a high score in Chinese, but it is overwhelmed by Nancheng’s "super high score". .

There were small exclamations from all over the class. They all knew that Nancheng had a good grade and his Chinese language was top-notch. Otherwise, it would be impossible to enter this class with the No. 1 score in the placement test.

The score of 130 in Nancheng's previous two monthly exams is already top-notch for them, but they did not expect that if Nancheng's Chinese scores are really top-notch, the total score can completely catch up with the existence of the first class of materialization, It is possible to fight for a top scorer in science.

The students below were also amazed.

"Damn it, how did you pass the test? A total of 12 points were deducted. How did you do it? Is this still a human?!"

"...Hehe, I have deducted more than 12 points for my Chinese composition alone."

"This time classical Chinese is difficult to die. I can't translate several words in the sentence, but he is still so good..."

"Is it those few words that I don't know? It's the whole test paper that I don't know."

These are all envy, jealousy and hatred plus pure exclamation. Of course, some people are envious and others are naturally bitter.

"Isn't it just that Chinese is a bit higher than others? If her Chinese scores are similar to others, her total score is not much higher than others?!"

"She is supported by the perfect composition! Whichever time it is not like this, the real level is actually the same."

"Chinese is so difficult, I still don't believe that she can be so good every time. When the time comes, the college entrance examination will have to take math and English!"

The other people silently listened to him: "..." Nancheng has never missed a shot, and even in mathematics and English, you are no better than Nancheng!
Some people also secretly guessed from Nancheng's higher than previous Chinese scores, did Nancheng get another full score in composition?

But when the Chinese sub-question points were posted by the teacher, the Chinese language that satirized Nancheng was only supported by the level of composition, and they stopped talking. After all, no one can do the basic questions without deducting points, abnormal classical Chinese reading and poetry appreciation. As well as the more perverted two readings, only ten points will be deducted in total, oh, the composition is not full marks, two points will be deducted!
When Nancheng's composition was copied and distributed as a model essay, those friends who had read Nancheng's composition to some extent were... shocked, dumbfounded!

"South City..."

Yan Ke pressed the excellent composition handed out by the school under his hands, turned his head, and looked at Nancheng with piercing eyes, "Honestly, is this a serial novel, or the composition you wrote last time, "The Rest of the World" "The follow-up?"

Nancheng put down his pen and thought for a moment, "Well, it's a series."

"You really came up with that 'to be continued'? Tell me how you did it. What other people fear most when writing a composition is going off topic, but you just rely on it. It is relevant, the key is that after reading it, I don’t feel awkward at all, it’s logical, there’s nothing wrong with it at all, and there’s something profound about it…”

"Profound intention" is a comment given by the teacher. It is naturally inconvenient to write comments for online grading, but for excellent compositions like Nancheng, the teacher will manually write comments before copying, pointing out the advantages and disadvantages, so that students can refer to them after sending them out. learn from.

Yan Ke spread out on the desk, with an attitude of lovelessness.

She writes a composition like hell, and what others write is the same as playing. The gap in strength is too big, and she doesn't have to be jealous!

"Why not abrupt..." Nancheng thought for a while, and smiled as a matter of course: "It should be because there is a composition question first, and then this novel, rather than having this novel and seeing the essay title. Lean it up."

"So, how on earth did you manage to come up with such a dark suspense novel from the theme of 'youth'?"

The key is to make her feel that there is nothing wrong with it. Is this too big a brain hole?Yan Ke was expressionless.

Nancheng: "Hey, everyone has youth, and criminal suspects...that's human too."

What exactly is youth?It can be said to be a period of time, such as the flower season and the rainy season; it can also be said to be a state, or it is full of energy, fresh clothes and angry horses, or... lonely and miserable, full of darkness.

Most people are unwilling to live up to their youth, but there are also a small number of people who never want to look back at their youth, and they even don't want to call it "youth".

"And..." Yan Ke frowned, flipping through the composition in his hand a little bit, dissatisfied, "You don't even get full marks!"

The grading mode of Thirteen High School is all online grading, so there are no traces on the answer sheets of Nancheng, but in order to facilitate other students to learn from and understand the excellent essays, the model essays sent by the school all have their own essay scores and teachers’ scores. comments.

With a full score of 68 for the essay, Nancheng scored [-] brilliantly.

This Nancheng didn't really care about it. Although she also had some guesses in her heart, she didn't tell Yan Ke, but said, "Maybe it's not well written somewhere."

Sure enough, as soon as she arrived at the office in the afternoon, Chinese teacher Xu Wenli took Nancheng to analyze her "reasons for losing points".

A few teachers who knew Nancheng well and knew Nancheng’s score immediately complained, “Analysis is needed for this score?! This is obviously an immutable loss of score. If there must be a reason, it can only be said that Chinese culture is extensive and profound. what."

(End of this chapter)