80 military doctor's little wife

Xu Miaomiao suddenly thought of the teacher song who pointed at her nose and scolded her. He felt uncomfortable. If it wasn't for her relationship with Chen Lidong, maybe she would have been destroyed by the old woman.

"No, I have to get a better result in the exam, so that the woman will not see me in the future and look at me with her eyes. It's really annoying."

She also picked up the book. Originally, she didn't want to study very much. She wanted to have a rest and be lazy. As a result, when she thought of Mr. Song's face and the expression of scolding her, she was so angry that she lost interest in playing.

Now she has only one kind of interest, that is, learning, yes, learning. Apart from learning or learning, she can't lift her spirits.

After a while, Chen Lidong also came over. He was always smiling. This time, he didn't have much expression.

And he knew in his heart that this time teacher song slandered them because of their poor academic performance. But who said that the students in class one must have poor academic performance?

This time one of the tests, if you can't hit a teacher in the face, he won't be surnamed Chen.

All three of them are full of energy. In addition, they have nothing to do. Chen Lidong mentions the name of Mr. Song, saying that people just look down on their class. It's because they don't study well that they bully their students, their teachers and their parents.

To scold them is to scold their parents.

In this world, everything can be tolerated and let go. Only this, can't be scolded by others. If they are scolded by others, they don't dare to fart. So how can they be children and be a person?

With the leadership of Tang Yuxin, everyone is listening to the class and reviewing carefully. Even when they come back home, they all begin to learn, no longer play and no longer watch TV.

Even the parents of these children were moved when they saw their children studying so hard. This high school is a knife to kill cattle. Everything is to cut off those bad problems.

On the day of the exam, several teachers staggered the invigilator, and Mr. Song happened to be the student of invigilator class one.

"This class should be more optimistic. When Mr. song came in, he didn't have a good face for the students in class one. Of course, he was not polite. You know the students in this class."

And another invigilator of course knows the meaning of this, that is, the hand is not clean, be careful to copy, but what's the use of copying again, when the college entrance examination, you can't copy again, right?

The students in class one heard their conversation, and they were very angry. Now they hate Mr. Song even more. Fortunately, the new Mr. Song didn't give them a lesson. Maybe it's because such a tall teacher looks down on them who come in through the back door, or they can't get bad grades any more, It's students who can't even touch the door of the University.

In this section of the exam, Mr. Song's feet did not stop, a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes, also a pair of eyes, want to see all directions, long for a few pairs of eyes, wish his eyes become fiery eyes Jinqing, as long as someone's head twist, her eyes will sweep past, with no difference from radar?

She went to Tang Yuxin's side, lowered her head, looked at the pen in Tang Yuxin's hand with disdain and laughed. For this student, she was the most annoying. Since she became a teacher, she was the first student who dared not give her face in front of so many people.

She wants to see what she can answer?

Ah... The poor students in class one can still get good grades, and she is not in the mood to study what Tang Yuxin has written. There are so many students, she wants to watch them one by one, and will not give them any chance to plagiarize.

When the bell rang after class, the examination papers were collected one by one. Even when some students suddenly remembered where they had to write, the teacher song had a sarcastic look in the past. He didn't know how many students had been hurt.

It seems that at that time, her expression is to say, what to change, and then change is just the life of failure.

Since I failed, what's the difference?

In the next few exams, I don't know if it's because Mr. Song said hello to other teachers, or that the invigilator of the college entrance examination was very strict. During the exam time, these teachers almost didn't blink their eyes. It's impossible for class one to learn, not to copy, even look left and right.

What's more, these students didn't want to copy at all. Maybe some students had such an idea, but as long as they think of the scorn on Mr. Song's face, I believe no one can do it.

Copy, this word is very simple, but as long as you do it, you will scold yourself and your parents.

After one of the examinations, the learning atmosphere of class one is the same. Without saying anything, they just don't discuss the examination results, just study in the classroom, endorse, or research topics.

This depends on how to do it?

Chen Lidong stood in front of the blackboard and wrote his thoughts on it.

"Tang Yuxin, are you right?"

Tang Yuxin put down her pen, then walked over, took out a piece of chalk from the blackboard, and worked out a long series of formulas. Without blinking her eyelids, she had already written out the answers. Then she put down the chalk and went back to her own position.

"I admire you."

Chen Lidong thought his answers were simple enough, but now it seems that Tang Yuxin is better.

The others were frightened by the explanation of the two people.

All of them are top students, but why are they in their class.

And they just know at this time, in fact, these three students in their class one who are often together do not come at all when they have gone through any relationship. They have high scores in the high school entrance examination.

Even if she is kneeling and begging others to go to their class, they are not willing to go.

On this day, it's time for the test results to come out.

Mr. Jin lowered her head, as if there was something good on the ground. She thought she was looking for money. Anyway, she didn't raise her eyes or look at people.

"Eh, Mr. Jin," a colleague saw Mr. Jin and said hello to her.