Back to girlhood years
Chapter 147
Ye Fei didn't expect that she would fail in Chinese, which she was good at. When she got the paper, she immediately turned to the last side. When she took the Chinese exam, her brain was still sober. Although she was not sure that she could get the highest score, she could never fail. There was only one possibility that something went wrong with her composition.
Sure enough, her composition is only 15 points. You should know that her usual composition is above 45 points. On two occasions, old lady Lu gave her full marks. Even before, her composition never got such a low score. This time how can give such a low score, she did not understand, but also some anger, the remaining reason did not let her immediately rise to question, just silently clenched his fist.
All the results are out, except physics, ye Fei's other subjects are not ideal, no, all the subjects should not be ideal, although physics has made progress, but that score in the class also belongs to the lower, even English also did not test the usual performance, only 110 points.
Ye Fei couldn't hear what old lady Lu said. Her fingernails were deeply embedded in her palm, and the water in her eyes could no longer hold up. She gathered into full tears dripping on the table, and finally she was desperate.
She doesn't remember how long she cried. When she looked up again, old lady LV was reading the ranking forcefully. Ye Fei was puzzled and looked at her watch. Ten minutes later, she suddenly laughed. She didn't live in vain. Under such a blow, she only cried for ten minutes and then stopped. You know, she cried for a whole night in the last life.
Ye Fei's ranking is 40 years old and 700 years old, which is strikingly similar to that of half a year ago. When Mrs. Lu read her name, she looked at her and shook her head. Her eyes were filled with disappointment.
"Well, this is the result of the exam. You should first look at the test paper and see if there is anything wrong with it. If so, please come to me in time for feedback. Tomorrow, teachers of all subjects will give a detailed comment.".
Then comes the evening self-study. Ye Fei stares at her test paper and seems to be hesitating. Old lady Lu sits on the platform. From time to time, some students go up with the test paper. Ye Fei hears one of them say:
"Teacher, my answer is the same as that of my deskmate. She is right, and mine is wrong.".
It seems that it should be mathematics. Old lady Lu didn't know the correct answer. After thinking about it, she called Qin song and Mu Enze to go up. Both of them got full marks in mathematics. As a result, the answer of that classmate was indeed wrong. That is to say, the answer of his deskmate was also wrong. Maybe the old teacher made a mistake when he changed the paper.
The classmate's deskmate was deducted five points for no reason, and he was very upset. When he came down with the paper, he glared at his "pig teammate". Ye Fei thought that it was you who did wrong, why blame others? Even if you got five points this time, next time, your deskmate just let you see your strength clearly.
Ye Fei's grip on the test paper was loose and tight, but he still didn't make up his mind. The person next to him said, "I don't always say it in TV dramas, even if I'm dead, I'll die to understand it. If I don't feel reconciled, it's better to ask clearly.".
Hearing this, the man tried to make his tone funny, trying to ease the heavy atmosphere, but it didn't work. Yefei's expression was still heavy, but he just bowed his head and pondered for a while, and took the paper to the platform.
Old lady Lu raised her head when she heard the footsteps. When the class saw her on the platform, they also raised their heads to see what she was going to do.
Seeing that it was her, old lady Lu showed an expression of "I knew it" and asked, "do you want to ask why you gave such a low score to your composition?".
Ye Fei nods. She doesn't understand. If she can get full marks in the Chinese test, her total score can be promoted by at least 15 places. Although she is still not ahead, it is a great comfort for ye Fei. At least it proves that her efforts are not in vain.
"Ah," sighed Mrs. Lu, "when I saw that you only got so many marks in your Chinese test, I was also very surprised. I didn't expect that you would lose so many marks in your composition. Therefore, I specially found a teacher to correct your composition." Mrs. Lu took Ye Fei's test paper, pointed to one of the lines of the composition requirements, and said:
"You see, it's very clear here. Write a composition of no less than 800 words on the topic of" the power of living ", but your topic is your own thought. You didn't read it well. Mr. Song, who was correcting the composition, said that he didn't even see the title clearly. No matter how well he wrote, he would not give high marks, and he felt that your composition was off topic.
When ye Fei saw that line of small words, she was speechless. Why didn't she see it? She was just too careless. But even so, she shouldn't get so few marks. Especially when she heard old lady Lu say that her content was off topic, she was not angry and retorted, "you can see my composition. I write all around this topic. How can it be off topic?".
Because of excitement, ye Fei's voice involuntarily raised, and the people below whispered.
"Ye Fei, every teacher's evaluation standard is different. I read your article and it's very smart, but there are too many extended meanings. Mr. Song thinks that I can't refute it when I'm off topic." Mrs. Lu was a little helpless and angry, and said earnestly, "this is something we can't control. You can still appeal to me now, but who can you talk to during the college entrance examination, What we can do is to reflect on ourselves and don't make the same mistake next time. ".
Ye Fei's expression moved. He didn't say anything. He nodded slightly and walked down the platform.
What else can she say? Composition is very subjective. Some people like articles with rigorous logic and clear thinking, some like articles with beautiful words and rich feelings, some like poetry, and some hate prose. Therefore, she can only admit defeat.
Habit is the acceptance of gladness, numbness is the obedience of helplessness.
After a series of bombing, ye Fei has been numb, like a dead baby, fell to the ground with a bang, and can't get up any more. Her power is finally used up.
Sure enough, her composition is only 15 points. You should know that her usual composition is above 45 points. On two occasions, old lady Lu gave her full marks. Even before, her composition never got such a low score. This time how can give such a low score, she did not understand, but also some anger, the remaining reason did not let her immediately rise to question, just silently clenched his fist.
All the results are out, except physics, ye Fei's other subjects are not ideal, no, all the subjects should not be ideal, although physics has made progress, but that score in the class also belongs to the lower, even English also did not test the usual performance, only 110 points.
Ye Fei couldn't hear what old lady Lu said. Her fingernails were deeply embedded in her palm, and the water in her eyes could no longer hold up. She gathered into full tears dripping on the table, and finally she was desperate.
She doesn't remember how long she cried. When she looked up again, old lady LV was reading the ranking forcefully. Ye Fei was puzzled and looked at her watch. Ten minutes later, she suddenly laughed. She didn't live in vain. Under such a blow, she only cried for ten minutes and then stopped. You know, she cried for a whole night in the last life.
Ye Fei's ranking is 40 years old and 700 years old, which is strikingly similar to that of half a year ago. When Mrs. Lu read her name, she looked at her and shook her head. Her eyes were filled with disappointment.
"Well, this is the result of the exam. You should first look at the test paper and see if there is anything wrong with it. If so, please come to me in time for feedback. Tomorrow, teachers of all subjects will give a detailed comment.".
Then comes the evening self-study. Ye Fei stares at her test paper and seems to be hesitating. Old lady Lu sits on the platform. From time to time, some students go up with the test paper. Ye Fei hears one of them say:
"Teacher, my answer is the same as that of my deskmate. She is right, and mine is wrong.".
It seems that it should be mathematics. Old lady Lu didn't know the correct answer. After thinking about it, she called Qin song and Mu Enze to go up. Both of them got full marks in mathematics. As a result, the answer of that classmate was indeed wrong. That is to say, the answer of his deskmate was also wrong. Maybe the old teacher made a mistake when he changed the paper.
The classmate's deskmate was deducted five points for no reason, and he was very upset. When he came down with the paper, he glared at his "pig teammate". Ye Fei thought that it was you who did wrong, why blame others? Even if you got five points this time, next time, your deskmate just let you see your strength clearly.
Ye Fei's grip on the test paper was loose and tight, but he still didn't make up his mind. The person next to him said, "I don't always say it in TV dramas, even if I'm dead, I'll die to understand it. If I don't feel reconciled, it's better to ask clearly.".
Hearing this, the man tried to make his tone funny, trying to ease the heavy atmosphere, but it didn't work. Yefei's expression was still heavy, but he just bowed his head and pondered for a while, and took the paper to the platform.
Old lady Lu raised her head when she heard the footsteps. When the class saw her on the platform, they also raised their heads to see what she was going to do.
Seeing that it was her, old lady Lu showed an expression of "I knew it" and asked, "do you want to ask why you gave such a low score to your composition?".
Ye Fei nods. She doesn't understand. If she can get full marks in the Chinese test, her total score can be promoted by at least 15 places. Although she is still not ahead, it is a great comfort for ye Fei. At least it proves that her efforts are not in vain.
"Ah," sighed Mrs. Lu, "when I saw that you only got so many marks in your Chinese test, I was also very surprised. I didn't expect that you would lose so many marks in your composition. Therefore, I specially found a teacher to correct your composition." Mrs. Lu took Ye Fei's test paper, pointed to one of the lines of the composition requirements, and said:
"You see, it's very clear here. Write a composition of no less than 800 words on the topic of" the power of living ", but your topic is your own thought. You didn't read it well. Mr. Song, who was correcting the composition, said that he didn't even see the title clearly. No matter how well he wrote, he would not give high marks, and he felt that your composition was off topic.
When ye Fei saw that line of small words, she was speechless. Why didn't she see it? She was just too careless. But even so, she shouldn't get so few marks. Especially when she heard old lady Lu say that her content was off topic, she was not angry and retorted, "you can see my composition. I write all around this topic. How can it be off topic?".
Because of excitement, ye Fei's voice involuntarily raised, and the people below whispered.
"Ye Fei, every teacher's evaluation standard is different. I read your article and it's very smart, but there are too many extended meanings. Mr. Song thinks that I can't refute it when I'm off topic." Mrs. Lu was a little helpless and angry, and said earnestly, "this is something we can't control. You can still appeal to me now, but who can you talk to during the college entrance examination, What we can do is to reflect on ourselves and don't make the same mistake next time. ".
Ye Fei's expression moved. He didn't say anything. He nodded slightly and walked down the platform.
What else can she say? Composition is very subjective. Some people like articles with rigorous logic and clear thinking, some like articles with beautiful words and rich feelings, some like poetry, and some hate prose. Therefore, she can only admit defeat.
Habit is the acceptance of gladness, numbness is the obedience of helplessness.
After a series of bombing, ye Fei has been numb, like a dead baby, fell to the ground with a bang, and can't get up any more. Her power is finally used up.
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