Reporting, I Have Been Reborn

Chapter 213 I have a solution

When I returned to the dormitory at night, Su Mian entered the space as soon as the lights were turned off. There was no moon outside today, and the dormitory was even more pitch-black. I really couldn't see my fingers.

In addition, just after the monthly exam, everyone has the sequelae of overuse of the brain, and the girls in the dormitory didn't talk at night tonight.

Wenwen is still the same, an old monk in the form of a fixed position, raising his head and vomiting eggs, surrounded by big and small flowers like a fan.

Su Mian didn’t care about them. She practiced several times to catch her hands. She stopped until her body sweated slightly. She did a few more daily tasks, and her stamina was restored to 2, so it’s definitely a long process for her to rise to 100. .

After training, Su Mian went to the library on the second floor. Based on some symptoms provided by Dean Li, Su Mian looked through some materials, but didn't have any clues.

In the next two days, the students were anxiously waiting for the scores, and many teachers took the papers to the class for review during the evening self-study.

The students couldn't get so excited. I wish the teacher could tell in public how many points who scored so that they could listen.

This has happened before. When the algebra teacher Wang Yuzhu judged the paper, one of them didn't hold back and reported the score of a classmate, but it was Li Yajun's algebra with full marks.

This evening, the self-study was the class of English teacher Zhang Haiying. She also came with papers. The students went to self-study, and she had nothing to do with the papers.

The students pulled their necks and looked to the podium from time to time. In fact, they all wanted to know if their scores came out.

In this era, there is no answer sheet that can be painted with a pencil. The teacher has correct answers one by one. So after only one class, Zhang Haiying twisted her neck and was a little dizzy. If she didn't pay attention, she just looked at the serial number. There were more than 100 multiple choice questions, which seemed really troublesome.

"Teacher, if we don't help you again, we will never act for personal gain." The mischievous boy had long seen that Zhang Haiying was on the verge of collapse, and he boldly walked to the podium.

"No!" Zhang Hai was a little cold in English. These boys don't usually go to class, so she can rest assured.

In fact, some teachers used to find good students in the class to help judge the papers, so that the workload can be reduced a lot, and the students are young, and their eyes are faster than the teachers in all aspects.

But last year there was a problem. A student saw that his test paper had secretly added 20 points to him, and was later reported, so President Sun explicitly banned students from participating in the test.

The boys didn't feel embarrassed, they just smiled awkwardly and touched the back of their heads, "Teacher, you think you're serious, I'll just talk about it casually."

Hehe, the classmates burst into laughter. Everyone could tell that they were clearly trying to help the English teacher judge the paper.

Only a dozen people were sentenced in one class. Zhang Haiying shook his head again and blinked her eyes vigorously. She almost got dazzled several times. She knows that the more you get to this time, the less you can be anxious, the more anxious the more you make mistakes.

But for English questions, it would be great if there was a once and for all solution.

Su Mian's eyes lit up and stood up, "Teacher, I have a way to score points quickly."

That's what Su Mian said. If it were replaced by the male classmates just now, it wouldn't be a joke.

Zhang Haiying looked up and saw that Su Mian who was talking was also stopped. "Student Su Mian, do you have a good way?" Zhang Haiying was indeed tortured by the paper review.

Eight shifts in my vitality are bad~~Please comfort~~

(End of this chapter)