Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Among the teachers who came to see the excitement, there was no chemistry teacher.

Among so many exams, only chemistry has not been retaken.

After hearing Qinran's words, the others looked at her and didn't react.

Especially Li Airong, she had already forgotten what she was thinking since she got the English paper written by Qinran.

Of course I knew that Li Airong was quite ambitious in teaching English.

She didn't finish the test papers for next month's monthly exam, but she created each question based on other question types. Not to mention Qin Ran, she didn't even sort out the answers herself.

She looked at the 35 questions that Qin Ran had completed in less than fifteen minutes, each taking less than one minute on average.

I was so shocked for a moment that I forgot to speak.

In the whole office, only Gao Yang was the first to react. He coughed twice, but he was still floating, "Director Ding, I'll ask the chemistry teacher to come up with the questions."

The other teachers also recovered immediately.

Thinking blankly, isn't English mathematics and biology enough proof?

What's your chemistry teacher? Call another teacher to come over and doubt life?

Fortunately, Director Ding also came back to his senses. He was silent for a while before opening his mouth with difficulty, with an unbearably kind smile on his face: "Mr. Gao, don't call me a chemistry teacher anymore. I believe that classmate Qin Ran didn't cheat."

After a pause, Director Ding looked at the other teachers in the office and asked, "Do you have any comments?"

The other teachers quickly denied it.

Where would they have any opinion?

There is no need to say anything more about this matter, it is obvious whether Qinran cheated or not.

The director turned his head, and looked at Qin Ran and Gao Yang like a father: "You two go back first."

**

Qin Ran followed Gao Yang, walking back step by step.

What Gao Yang held in his hand were Qinran's four answer sheets.

Qin Ran returned to class.

Qinran walked for less than half an hour, and the noon self-study was not over yet.

Seeing her come back, the boy at the front desk turned sideways, pushed down his glasses, and lowered his voice, "Why did the old class ask you? This result?"

After Qin Ran left, the members of Class Nine discussed it and agreed that Qin Ran did poorly in the exam this time, so Gao Yang asked Qin Ran to talk about life.

After all, Qin Ran said it herself, and she did her own English.

It was almost time for self-study in the afternoon, and Qin Ran didn't go back to sleep. She pulled her coat casually, and leaned against the wall beside her lazily, "Yes."

That's right.

A group of students with pointed ears were completely numb when they heard the bad news.

Lin Siran coughed. Instead of dying, she comforted Qin Ran: "Ran Ran, it's okay. During our final exam, we will choose all c. It doesn't matter if we make a mistake once in a while."

**

At the same time, Gao Yang's office.

He looked at the four answer sheets in front of him, especially the math answer sheets.

From the day when the paper was corrected, it caused a collective sensation among the math teachers, and I knew how much this test paper shocked a math teacher.

Other subjects, such as English, mathematics, biology, etc. will not be mentioned.

After thinking about it, Gao Yang picked up the landline in the office.

Qin Ran had been in his class for so long, and his family hadn't shown up a few times. Of course, he later realized that Qin Yu's mother in Class 1 was Qin Ran's mother.

It's just that Ning Qing didn't hold a parent meeting for Qin Ran, and the people at the school didn't know about Ning Qing's relationship with Qin Ran.

From this, I knew Ning Qing's attitude.

This call Gao Yang didn't call Ning Qing, but the principal.

At the beginning, the principal handed him over to him. If such a big event happened, the principal should be informed.

He sat back on the chair and thought about it for a while.

After thinking about how to speak first, he respectfully picked up the phone and called Principal Xu.

Just in time, the phone beeped twice before Principal Xu answered the phone.

Gao Yang immediately sat up straight, thought for a while, and then explained, "It's like this..."

He first talked about Qinran's score.

Still holding a pen in his hand, while talking on the phone, he used Qinran's method to calculate the last question on the manuscript paper.

Originally thought he had finished speaking, but the principal didn't believe him, so he went on to explain that Qin Ran took the exam one more time.

But Gao Yang didn't expect that Principal Xu just smiled, but his voice was kind and apologetic: "Mr. Gao, this child is like this, you need to pay more attention."

It was a natural tone, and there was no surprise at all.

Gao Yang paused.

He hung up Principal Xu's phone call, opened the drawer, took out a pack of cigarettes, bit them into his mouth, and didn't continue his calculations.

Instead, he stared at Qinran's answer sheet. Qinran's handwriting has improved a lot since the beginning of school.

It's no wonder he didn't recognize it when he corrected the exam papers. Gao Yang was thinking about it when a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind.

His hands trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to calm himself down.

Outside, the noon self-study get out of class has ended, and many students are wandering outside.

Gao Yang suppressed his trembling hands.

He called a student in and asked him to find Qin Ran.

**

Qin Ran came quickly.

She was lowering her head slightly, zipping the zipper of her school uniform.

"Mr. Gao, do you have anything to do with me?" Qin Ran put away her lazy posture, her standing posture was not quite standard, but she was quite polite.

Gao Yang took a deep breath, and Qin Ran could see that his hand by the teacup trembled slightly.

Qin Ran was quite surprised. She raised her eyes, and the black hair on her forehead slid across her brow bone naturally.

"Two months ago, when Principal Xu entrusted you to our class," Gao Yang paused, trying not to sound so fluttering, "By the way, he showed me an answer sheet for last year's Olympiad."

Gao Yang had Qinran's math answer sheet in his hand. He had read the answer sheet countless times yesterday when he was correcting the paper.

It has always been difficult for Hou Delong to come up with questions.

The last question of this exam incorporates the style of Hou Delong's competition questions, and the last small question is the finale among the competition questions.

Except for Qin Ran, the entire army was wiped out, not even Xu Yaoguang was spared.

But Qinran did it.

It inevitably reminded Gao Yang of the answer sheet for last year's Olympiad that Principal Xu gave him when he first met Qin Ran in the principal's office.

The answer sheet was the same as the one he was holding now, with perfect thinking, rigorous logic, and concise steps to get points.

The only difference is that the paper that Principal Xu gave him has a bold style and a solid foundation in writing. It can be seen that he has been practiced.

It was different from the answer sheet in his hand now.

Countless thoughts ran through his mind, and Gao Yang came to a conclusion. His eyes fell on Qin Ran's right hand that was hanging on the zipper of the school uniform, and he said brightly, "Qin Ran, you are not left-handed, right?"

How can a normal left-handed person pull the zipper with his right hand?

Qinran's hand to pull the zipper stopped.

After hearing the movement, she squeezed her wrist for a long time, and smiled, "Yes."

Gao Yang's hand holding the teacup tightened, and he couldn't help but leaned back in the chair.

After a long while, I calmed myself down: "Did you participate in the Olympiad?"

Not right.

Gao Yang has always been concerned about the Olympiad. According to his answer to Qinran's previous Olympiad papers, as long as she participates, she will definitely win the ranking.

After meeting for nearly two years, Gao Yang was sure that the name Qin Ran did not exist.

"Because of some things, I didn't catch up." Qin Ran said "ah", a little calmly, "Teacher, don't tell others, I'm not left-handed, but I don't plan to use my right hand either."

"why?"

Qin Ran lowered her eyes, covered by her long eyelashes.

After a long while, Gao Yang heard her somewhat hoarse voice, "No reason."

**

The first class in the afternoon was Gao Yang's math class.

When Qinran returned to the class, the class bell had already rang.

But the class is not very stable yet.

After noon, some achievements were revealed.

Qiao Sheng put his legs on the aisle, put his hands on his lips and said, "You know, there is a student with a perfect score in mathematics in our school."

"Damn, who's so ... so perverted?" Qiao Sheng's tablemate was silent for a while.

Hearing this sentence, Xu Yaoguang, who was still reading the answers to the test paper sent by Qin Yu, paused.

He turned his head to the side and turned to look at Qiao Sheng.

Qiao Sheng thought for a while and asked, "Young Master Xu, is that you?"

Xu Yaoguang shook his head, and said thoughtfully, "I only have 141 points."

Qiao Sheng's tablemate choked on his "only", and then said in an unlovable way, "Then there should only be Pan Mingyue."

While the group was talking, Gao Yang appeared from the door, the discussion in the class disappeared instantly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him.

Gao Yang was holding two things on his mobile phone, one was the multiple-choice answer sheet, and the other was the answer sheet for the larger questions behind.

Put the two stacks on the desk.

He turned around and pasted a large form next to the blackboard.

Everyone knew that it was the ranking list, but they didn't dare to leave their positions because of the class.

After Gao Yang finished posting, he asked the math class representative to hand out the math papers on the podium.

"He Wen, 79."

"Zhang Li, 79."

"..."

The scores are ranked from low to high, most of them are in the seventies and eighties, and the scores are very concentrated.

"Xia Fei, 97."

"Lin Siran, 119."

When the score came out, the whole class was shocked, the first one to pass 100 points.

With so many points, especially Lin Siran's grades were not top-notch before.

"Xu Yaoguang, 141."

"Young Master Xu is really perverted."

"It's a good guess."

"Isn't Pan Mingyue even more perverted?"

Xu Yaoguang went up to get the paper, but he didn't grab it from the math class representative.

He paused, and looked at the math representative quite coldly.

According to the usual practice, the math class representative originally thought that after handing out Xu Yaoguang's paper, there would be no other papers.

There was another paper under Xu Yaoguang's paper, and he stared blankly at the last paper.