The Only Love: Rebirth of National Goddess

Ye Zhi predicted that her score would be very poor. In addition to the bottom ten, they all started with one word. Her 2 at the beginning, in class 10, is also particularly conspicuous.

The first place in class 10 is 350 points, which is a little more than 100 points higher than her. The score, which was put in the first three years of the experiment, can be regarded as medium. When it comes to the experiment, it becomes the existence of the end.

Just now, I took a look at the door of class 7, and I got the same score of 420 points. The experiment worried that the mixing of students from other schools would affect the atmosphere of the original experiment, so classes 1-6 were all the original experimental students, and class 7 was the top one among the students from other schools.

It has to be said that ye Zhi's heart is a little disappointed. Because of the large number of staff, the whole classroom is noisy, and her voice is much louder than that of other teachers on this floor.

In the corridor, ye Zhi has seen other classes of teachers, one after another with documents into the classroom, but ten classes, no one has been interested.

Ye Zhi came early, but this circle to find the name down, the classroom position is almost occupied, she is a few did not come to class, can only choose a near the platform to eat chalk ash position to sit down.

"Hello, classmate. My name is Wang Ziqi. I'm from No.7 Middle School. I'm glad to be your deskmate." Just sat down, the table is very warm to say hello to her, Wang Ziqi is a round face girl, she looks very excited, red face, very lovely.

"No.3 middle school, ye Zhi." It seems that there is still chalk dust left on the desk. Ye Zhi takes a look at her deskmate and says hello. Then she takes out a package of napkins from her schoolbag and prepares to wipe the table.

"Ah, No.3 middle school, our class has a lot of former No.3 middle school students, such as Zeng Peng and Li Rui. By the way, there are also single months." Wang Ziqi did not give up the conversation because of Ye Zhi's indifference, but broke up her fingers and reported the names one by one.

"I don't seem to know anyone." Ye Zhi is also honest. She is just an adult in a young shell. How can she remember the names of her junior high school classmates? She can only smile apologetically at her deskmate. Even if she does, she doesn't know her now.

"Ah... So." Wang Ziqi seems very lost, but soon recovered, no longer talking with Ye Zhi, but turned around and said something excitedly with her back seat.

"Be quiet, everyone. We are your head teacher, Lynn." When ye Zhi lowered her head to sort out the books, the head teacher of class 10 finally came late.

In Ye Zhi feel this sound familiar, and look up can only see each other on the blackboard, when the heart rose from a bad premonition.

Wait until the other party's long feifeng write their name and a string of phone calls, the other party turned around, ye Zhi suddenly stunned.

indeed! This is the original invigilator of his own teacher! But also "focused" on criticizing their own teachers!

It's too bad for her. How could he be the head teacher.

Ye Zhi is under the platform, just under Lynn's eyes. When the other party turns around, she glances at her and then continues: "experimental junior high school is a junior high school that many students want to enter. I hope you lucky people can seize the opportunity of experimental learning."

The original noisy classroom, because of Lynn's words, became particularly quiet, as if a sense of tension, in an instant, they climbed to the heart.

"My name is Lynn. I'm your history teacher. I'm also the only one who is not a normal subject teacher in grade three. But I hope you don't relax because of this. I'll spend the rest of the last year of junior high school with you. I also believe that the students under my hand are by no means the worst of the ten classes!"