Chen Lan took another look, his eyes stagnant.

On the transcript, Sheng Yang's score was... 89 points!

As we all know, the language out of 150, 90 points to pass.

She said before that her language is not very good, it seems that it is not a lie, but Chen Lan is also surprised that her language is so poor, which will seriously drag the score.

Li Mei was satisfied when she saw Chen Lan's startled expression.

It seems that the seventh class, a good mathematician, is just a flash in the pan.

If it's a ten point difference, there's still a way, but the language is so poor, how can she still compete with Han Jingyu? Not at all threatening.

"Mr. Chen, pay attention." Li Mei pretended to be serious and said earnestly. In fact, her heart was already bursting with laughter.

Chen Lan looked at the transcripts, and it was difficult to take her eyes off the top. She was also one big and two big.

How to make up for such a big difference?

"Oh, it's enough for you to know what you have in mind." Li Mei sighed leisurely again, and went back, sitting at the desk, she pondered, she was planning to take the test once a week, but now she sees this paper, She thinks it's pretty good, let's take another quiz this week.

As soon as the papers were handed out, when they heard that there was another language test, Class 7 was full of complaints.

What is even more irritating is that the same Chinese teacher, with the same progress, did not take the test in class one.

But Li Mei is domineering, who can stop her?

In the first class, Sheng Yue also heard about Sheng Yang's scores. Now everyone is watching Sheng Yang's every move, because she is so eye-catching, with excellent appearance and outstanding math scores. It was recorded in Yanzhong's annals of history.

He Yuan told Sheng Yue this score as a joke, just to please Sheng Yue.

Sheng Yue listened and closed her eyes, but she didn't have any excess emotions, "Oh, that's a pity."

"That's right, with a language score of 89 and a total score of 100 for all grades, it's probably a bit difficult." He Yuan was very gloating.

"Alas, it's a pity that I have to rehearse with Han Jingyu for the school celebration, otherwise I can help her." Sheng Yue said gently, "But I'm too busy to do anything."

"Oh, what are you doing for her?" He Yuan's eyes were sharp, seeing Han Jingyu's handsome body standing at the door of the classroom, she quickly pushed Sheng Yue lightly and teased, "Yueyue, hurry up, Han Jingyu waiting for you."

Sheng Yue glanced at Han Jingyu who was standing at the door, a peach powder floated on her cheeks, as if she was a little embarrassed, and then she said to He Yuan, "I still have something to do, I'll go first."

"Come on." He Yuan knew very well that she had been watching Sheng Yue and Han Jingyu leave, and muttered to herself, "Oh, what a fate."

Which girl in their class doesn't like Han Jingyu? It's a pity that they don't have the blessing to be close to Han Jingyu, and it is difficult to even say a few words.

**

After school, Sheng Yang got into the familiar car.

After the car started to drive, Sheng Yang put a book of ancient literature on her lap. It was full of profound classical Chinese. She had been reading it with relish.

After reading part of it, she raised her head suddenly, Qing Lingling's eyes drifted out of the window, but only for a moment she realized that this was not the usual way to go home.

She didn't say a word, but looked forward lightly. The driver just happened to look at her through the rearview mirror. As soon as she met her cold eyes, she was already very nervous. Suddenly, she was sweating, and she went straight to drip down.

——

Everyone guess why Yangshen's language is only 89, and also guess why Mingqi's remark is 1. There is one more night, for the sake of my hard work, I ask for a recommendation ticket~ It's a new week!

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