The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

"I don't think I deserve to be a Chinese, really! I know this word separately, and I don't understand what it means together!"

"The first time I do Chinese, I can have so much space! Meng doesn't know how to learn!"

"Anyway, I didn't expect to take college entrance exams. It doesn't matter how many exams are taken. It doesn't matter if you graduate from high school!"

"I want to be quiet, don't ask me who is quiet."

"What did you choose for the first question?"

"..."

The discussion among the classmates was loud and almost overturned the roof.

Those who slap the table, those who test the enemy's situation for comfort, those who are right about the answer, those who give up on themselves.

But more, complain about the difficulty.

Luo Chen poked Qiao Qing in the back, "Qing Qing, how did you do in the exam?"

As soon as Qiao Qing turned her head, she saw him look bitter and bitter.

The pen turned around at the fingertips, and the tone was lightly said: "It's okay."

Luo Chen said: "I feel like I had reviewed it in vain some time ago, and I was stunned. I read that extracurricular classical Chinese essay three times and didn't understand a word!"

Qiao Qing hesitated for a moment, and unskilledly comforted, "It's okay, there are still three subjects."

Facts have proved that it is better not to say this.

When taking math exams in the afternoon, the atmosphere in the examination room was even lower.

There are even a large number of students who really don't know how to do it, and handed in a blank paper early.

One of the invigilators teaches mathematics, and most of the students I have seen are blank.

When I walked to Qiao Qing's place, he suddenly stopped.

Stared at her answer sheet for a long time, then looked at Qiao Qing's face in surprise before leaving.

After finishing the math test, Yang Lianfeng came to the examination room where his class was.

Seeing Zhang Dejun sweating profusely and walking out holding a stack of answer sheets, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Teacher Zhang, how are the math problems? Is it difficult?"

Zhang Dejun wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed, "Don't mention it, I have been teaching mathematics for so many years, this is the first time I have encountered such a difficult paper.

As soon as the test papers were issued just now, I watched the time and did it with these children as a test.

As a result, even I had a few questions with no ideas at all, and some questions felt that there were ideas, but the more and more I did, the more biased.

Just after the time was up, I got the answer briefly. I guess I can only get 126 points. "

Yang Lianfeng frowned and his face became a little ugly.

You know, Zhang Dejun is the leader of the math group and the best math teacher in Liangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

Even if he is like this, wouldn't the student...

Thinking like this, I heard Zhang Dejun say: "Mr. Yang, will the question be too much this time? What if the student is beaten again and loses confidence?

I just saw a girl in our class with good grades, and she left her tears after the exam. "

Yang Lianfeng's face collapsed a little tight, "Let's take a look at the logic and English below."

The next morning, I will test my knowledge, and in the afternoon it will be English.

Since the completion of the Chinese exam, there have been missing exams in every subject.

When it came time to take the English test, obviously more students were absent from the test room.

When the bell rang at the end of the English test, almost everyone became a frosty eggplant.

Luo Chen leaned against the wall and let out a "fuck", "Qingqing, I think I'm going to fly, really."

Qiao Qing glanced at him and did not speak.

"Qingqing, have you always been so calm? I was like this before, but after caring about the results, I will get nervous. Didn't you even think about getting a good exam?"

Qiao Qing shook her head and said, "No."

Luo Chen: "I know you are not so calm on the surface!"

Qiao Qing: "..."

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