Don’t Talk To Me!

Liang Yifan cried out a big ocean in WeChat.

The scores haven't all come out yet, and the news can't be spread widely. Liang Yifan sent the two answer card photos circulated among the teachers in Liang Liang’s mobile phone, and thumped his chest to ask: Brother Sheng, is this your relationship with God! is not it!

Yu Sheng’s papers were simply not recognizable. In the seven groups, everyone was impressed. Except for him, Liang Yifan had not seen a second handwritten answer sheet that could write a printed style.

The font is neat and clean, each line is like a ruler, and the spacing between the two lines is not bad.

Liang Yifan’s slightly comforting mind at the last moment suddenly shattered into one place: Brother Sheng, are you so full of two points? !

The Liang family's style is very easy and equal. Mother Liang learned that her son was contacting the number one in the mathematics and mathematics. By the way, he patted his son on the shoulder and explained that these two points are not mistakes, because the scoring steps of this exam will be It is more than the college entrance examination, and it is stricter in the examination.

In other words, if the paper is judged in accordance with the rules of the college entrance examination, the elementary student with the highest number of essays answers very well and can get a full score of 150 points.

Liang Yifan was so stimulated by the elementary school student that he couldn’t eat enough to eat, he burst into tears, and miserably misrepresented Yu Sheng’s encouragement to the grader.

Yu Sheng thanked and clicked on the photo of the answer sheet to enlarge it.

The number one of the essays also needs to confirm the handwriting. The number one of the numbers simply does not think that there will be a second person.

Although Jin Linkun's fonts are very variable, Yu Sheng still recognizes his familiar strokes at a glance.

Jin Linkun also lost patience after adding two African hyenas and a group of elephants in the story. Looking down and chatting for a while, he was a little puzzled: "I jumped again?"

The difficulty of mathematics this time is inherently biased. Science mathematics is much more difficult than numerology, and there are still many traps in the middle. The scores are generally low, and the average correct rate of multiple choice questions barely exceeds 50%.

Jin Linkun had confidence in the answer, and the deducted three points could only be at which step.

The answer card is too large, and the phone screen looks strenuous. Yu Sheng looked up and down for a while, and almost figured out what was going on.

You can review the subject arts and sciences of Yushuying and Yusheng together, and give him the score points wherever you go.

In other words, Jin Linkun's mastery of how to write the steps of the question came along with his boyfriend's review progress.

The exam question type is indeed partial, the number of essays is still in the scope of review, and the number of questions in the number is not in the scope of Sheng handwriting score points.

Jin Linkun kept Yu Sheng's instructions in mind and wrote down all the steps he could think of that needed to be emphasized.

"Feel your efforts."

The previous questions were answered well. Yu Sheng swept the last super-level question and patted his arm: "The key scoring point is the three steps you did not write after you filled the entire space."

Jin Linkun: "..."

To tell the truth, Yu Sheng felt that these teachers could find the little ninth twenty-seven and twenty-fourths in a completely useless step, which had exhausted their life skills.

There are probably at least 0.5 points in these three points, and the marking teacher covered his eyes with hatred.

Both of them did not have much thought to watch the movie, taking advantage of the herd of elephants roaring to **** the water, and simply corrected the question of deduction.

Anyway, the whole movie is not alone except for them, and there is no need to worry about the movie watching experience of others.

Yu Sheng originally brought a schoolbag too, and found it troublesome from a bunch of angles. He simply found a book, tore a piece of paper, and wrote him the tirelessly scoring procedure, briefly summarizing the ideas of normal people to solve problems .

Jin Linkun took his mobile phone to illuminate him, looked down at him seriously and looked at him for writing.

Ordinary black fountain pen fell on the paper stroke by stroke. The rough surface of the paper could see a little burr under the light, and the neat handwriting settled along the pen tip one by one.

Yu Sheng's words are really beautiful.

It's not the kind of multi-personal strokes, clean and clear handwriting, no one even pen, looks much more straightforward than people.

Jin Linkun has accumulated quite a few pieces of cursive paper, a thick stack, and is afraid to be confiscated and hidden in the suitcase. Sometimes Yu Sheng recites the essay on the balcony, and he takes it out in the bedroom and turns it over several times.

The steps to solve the problem are so imperceptible, all printed in my mind.

When I answered the question a little, I automatically jumped out.

Together with the exceptionally fresh breath on the teenager and the faint body temperature when approaching.

It's like a common practice of brushing questions, and the boyfriend around me is very strict, so it doesn't matter if I write a few more steps, or even slow down the idea that has already calculated the answer.

Even if everything starts all over again, it's okay for them to be in different schools, work hard, and climb to the top again.

This is the first time he took the exam again following the third year of senior high school. He should take the exam very seriously and make his children happy.

"The teacher who reads the papers has an IQ. I don't need to write these steps next time. I don't need to tell the teacher how to turn the fake score into a mixed score--"

Yu Sheng made a few strokes of the picture, raised his head while talking, and just met Jin Linkun who was distracted: "..."

"Friend." Jin Linkun covered his chest and listened to the deafening roar of a lion flapped in the paw of the leopard. "I'm thinking."

Yu Sheng raised his eyes: "What do you think?"

Jin Linkun opened his mouth, and wanted to repeat what he had just heard. I didn’t know why. When I met those eyes, I forgot to clean: "...you."

Yu Sheng: "..."

It's actually a very tacky answer.

People like Yu Sheng who do not pay attention to trendy hot words, listen to Duan Lei and they have summed up several times, what is "the standard answer to chase people", "boyfriend must learn the routine."

...Maybe the boy's tone was too low and gentle when he said the word.

Yu Sheng glanced at him, squeezed the corner of his mouth, and did not give him a second punch.

Jin Linkun rubbed his chest in a decent way for a while. Seeing that he didn't move anymore, his left hand moved quietly, covering Yu Sheng's snarling right hand.

The warm and dry palm fits up, and the hand under the fist is slowly released.

Fingers squeezed through the finger joints, tightly attached to the back of the hand.

"remind you."

Considering that this person is really likely to learn some messy routines, Yu Sheng followed him hand in hand and reminded in advance: "We are watching a documentary of African grasslands and jungles."

Jin Linkun was at a loss: "So?"

Yu Sheng is very straightforward: "So if you want to kiss, it is best to find a time when the picture is not a group of chimpanzees."

...

Fifteen minutes later, the movie officially ended.

Jin Linkun was a little depressed: "Why are chimpanzees so long?"

After finishing the last bit of coke, Yu Sheng picked up two barrels of popcorn that he hadn't eaten. He couldn't help but snatched his mouth: "Probably because they didn't expect anyone to date with this movie."

The lights came on, and the staff who came to tidy up the projection hall opened the door, waiting for the only two movie watching customers to exit.

There were a lot of things. Jin Linkun still couldn't cheer up from being hit by Chimpanzee in half an hour, holding the pen and paper he used just now, carrying Yu Sheng's schoolbag in one hand, and walked out of the screening room with him.

The staff looked at the two classmates who were still wearing school uniforms, and the taller one in front of them, which was filled with cursive paper: "..."

After two days, Liang Yifan noticed in the sadness that his Kangshen WeChat name was finally changed from a messy style to a slightly normal one [Watching a movie is not as good as learning].

"do not know why."

Cen Rui and several of their schools were not in the eight-college joint entrance exam. They gathered together and opened a group video to study the paper that is said to have created a new low average score in history. It looks normal on the surface, but when connected with the last WeChat name of Kun Kun, I seem to feel a sad story."

Kong Jiahe didn't pay attention to gossip, but pushed his glasses: "What's the last one?"

Cen Rui recalled to him: "There are people who are dating and watching movies."

"..."

The student Liang Yifan, who was shocked by the first grade of the liberal arts school of the Eighth School Union, covered his eyes and was the first to cry: "Too relieved..."

...

The alma mater of the first classmate in the Liberal Arts Department of the Eighth School Union, the principal is sitting in the principal's room with several directors, breathing in pain while covering his cheeks.

The third high school usually does not enter the top 500 of this kind of examination. When it rushes into the top 500 for the first time, it takes the first place.

And it is different from the last nine-choice multiple-choice question, and more is the joint examination of ability screening. This time is the most standard college entrance examination mode, the number of college entrance examination questions, and even far exceeds the difficulty level of the college entrance examination.

The director took another look at the transcript: "702 points..."

The principal had a pain in one mouth, took a breath, and pressed half of his face: "Yes, no mistake, no need to count, I counted ten times."

City A's results were not top-notch in the province, and the third middle school was at the bottom of the year. Since the school was established, there is only one hundred percent.

138 points in Chinese, 148 points in mathematics, 136 points in English, and 280 points in literature.

The scores of the eight inter-city joint exams spread throughout the province’s schools as soon as they came out. In just one morning, more than a dozen public private schools outside the city have generously stated that they can provide students with Better teaching quality, willing to jointly train such a promising young seedling with the Third Middle School.

In contrast, even the science champion who had passed the 727 exam was due to be in the province for demonstration, knowing that it was destined to be robbed, it seemed that no one paid attention.

The director's hand shook for a long time, could not help but touched the phone, sent a text message to the parents of the students, and sent the score carefully.

Liberal arts deductions have always been worse than sciences, and the comprehensive scores must be increased by 20 points to be compared with the synthetics. The director was afraid that the parents did not understand, and he emphasized the situation deliberately, and repeatedly told him to encourage the children. If he is proud of the children, he should show it with actual actions.

The text messages from the parents of the students come back quickly: Thank you, I am very proud of him. Our teacher has already told me his grades, which is great, we will continue to work hard.

director:"!!"

There was already another teacher in Du Miao Miao of the Third Middle School. The director sat up straight and was about to show the mobile phone to the principal. The two text messages behind the students' parents also followed.

— It is a great honor for me to be tied with him to become the first place in our city’s liberal arts.

—I am willing to use actual actions to show my pride in him. Our school has already given a leave. As an encouragement, can you let your child temporarily quit studying and go to a movie with me again?

The director grabbed the phone and looked at the two text messages on the screen, completely lost in deep confusion.