Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

"It's rare to see you so excited." Wu Xian hesitated for a moment, and after the ink of the pen smudged a bright red dot on the white paper, he still scored ten.

"It took Lin Zhiyun no more than 10 minutes from getting the topic to conceiving, and half an hour from expressing it to finishing writing such an excellent article. This kind of quick-witted response ability and on-the-spot performance ability are excellent!" Huang Pingwei said. Being stingy with his own praise, his face was full of admiration for Lin Zhiyun.

Another point, what he didn't say is that the "alive" expressed by Lin Zhiyun reminded him of his past. It was a heavy and indispensable memory, but it was also a kind of "alive" in the world. .

Without the tempering of reality and the depression of life, one cannot appreciate the essence of "alive", nor can one say such words about "alive".

Huang Pingwei saved others by himself, connected Lin Zhiyun with his past, and had a sincere love for her.

Others did not have such profound thoughts as Huang Pingwei, and because of their different life experiences, their thoughts and views are naturally different.

"It's really good." Wu Xian is younger than the others and has less seniority. Most of the time, he will not object to their opinions.

Wu first took a look at the student's school, Mingying High School?
He seemed to have a little impression, but no one in this school should have achieved any results in the Fengshang English competition, so he was not very impressed.

"At present, her comprehensive ability is the highest." For outstanding students, a teacher will naturally like it a little bit. Li Liang wanted to deduct a minute or two before, so as to urge this student to keep improving in the future and not to be proud.

But seeing Huang Pingwei praise a student with such straightforward words for the first time, he was not afraid of her pride, as if affirming her with words.

Reminiscent of the content of "To Live", Li Liang hesitated, and also scored ten points.

Generally speaking, Li Liang is a person who is more 'picking up points', and he rarely gets full marks in his hands.

Lin Zhiyun's full score was the first full score from him.

Some people were eliminated in the preliminary round, and most of them were eliminated in the rematch.

Chen Gu was knocked out, Qian Lihua and Qian Bei were also knocked out, and Wu Youke and Lin Zhiyun successfully entered the final.

Surprisingly, Shang Minghua also entered the final.

"We have all been brushed off, how could they..." Qian Lihua's legs and feet were weak.

Wait until she finally persuades herself.

"Why should Lin Zhiyun's name be placed before Youke?" The first name Qian Lihua saw in the final area was Lin Zhiyun, followed by Wu Youke.

Could it be that Lin Zhiyun's results in the rematch were better than You Ke's results?
Qian Lihua didn't think that Lin Zhiyun's grades would be better than Youke's, so Lin Zhiyun's name ranked first, which made her feel particularly uncomfortable as if she had dust in her eyes.

Chen Gu's complexion was not good, Wu Youke and Lin Zhiyun hadn't decided the winner yet, Qian Lihua and Qian Bei had a draw, but he...

Qian Bei didn't have enough time in the rematch. She made up her story, but because she didn't have time to go through it, her oral expression was not very smooth.

After failing to pass the rematch, Qian Bei was actually prepared in her heart, but when the result came out, she was still a little melancholy.

She originally thought that she could win someone back this time, Qian Bei glanced at Qian Lihua not far away, thinking with a sigh.

"What do you say? Are you really going to transfer to another school?" Qian Lihua stared at the names of Wu Youke and Lin Zhiyun for a long time before shrugging her shoulders in discouragement and looking for Chen Gu.

Chen Gu is not in the mood to talk to her now, if it wasn't for Qian Lihua, he wouldn't be involved in this competition!

Qian Lihua had a guilty conscience, she thought that Chen Gu would win for sure, after all, that Shang Minghua was only a freshman in high school, and he didn't look like a bright mind.

How did she know that Chen Gu would lose...

"Actually, don't worry. If Youke wins Lin Zhiyun this time, if we both win once, we will be able to draw. You don't need to go to Mingying High School, and Lin Zhiyun doesn't have to take part in the English competition." Qian Lihua said.

Chen Gu was restless, what Qian Lihua said was also a solution.

What if Wu Youke didn't win?

That was also a possibility, but neither of them said it.

The third day was the final, and Lin Zhiyun guessed in her heart what the final was about.

When Lin Zhiyun and the others were assigned to examination room No. [-], she saw Wu Youke, and Wu Youke also saw her. Neither of them spoke, and looked away as soon as they touched each other.

Apart from the two of them, there were a few other people in examination room No. [-], but Lin Zhiyun didn't know these people.

"The next thing is listening comprehension, and you can write it down based on what you hear." Huang Pingwei propped his hands on the table and asked someone to hand out the pen and paper.

After 3 minutes, start.

The sound played by the tape recorder is very clear, not noisy, and the pronunciation is also standard, with no difference in accent.

It stands to reason that this kind of listening is not difficult to do.

But in fact it is not the case. This is completely different from the content of the listening test during the English test.

Now the English tongue twisters played in the tape recorder, many words with similar phonetic symbols cannot be distinguished at all.

"..." Lin Zhiyun now knew why some people in the school participated in the English competition, but no one wanted to participate in the Fengshang English competition.

I also know why Teacher Zhang mainly encourages her to participate in the fashion English competition.

Apart from the fact that Mingying High School had never achieved good results in the Fengshang English competition, the difficulty of the Fengshang English competition was indeed not low.

Wu Youke also found it difficult, but she felt relieved when she saw Lin Zhiyun frowning and worrying.

If Lin Zhiyun was just an ordinary high school student with good grades, maybe she would have to fail this time.

Tongue twisters are compared to the accumulated vocabulary and the discrimination of phonetic symbols.

This is not only compared to the vocabulary in high school, just like in math competitions, college problems are often encountered.

English is the same.

For the reborn Lin Zhiyun, she has enough vocabulary, and she is also very familiar with the phonetic symbols.

When listening to it for the first time, the pen in Lin Zhiyun's hand was rustling on the paper. Uncertain words and blank spaces were waiting to be determined. When she listened to it for the second time later, she would reconfirm it again.

Wu Youke's writing speed was not as fast as Lin Zhiyun's, and she could hear clearly at the beginning, but the tongue twisters became faster as she got to the end, and many words passed without paying attention.

At the beginning, Wu Youke was able to remain calm and calm. Gradually, Lin Zhiyun's voice of writing and turning pages seemed to be getting louder, and she couldn't help but look over.

Lin Zhiyun seemed to have written several pages, but are there really so many tongue twisters?

Wu Youke looked at the tongue twister that he hadn't filled a page with a solemn expression.

After the first report, there is a 3-minute pause in the middle.

Lin Zhiyun recited what she had written, circled a few certain words, and crossed out the wrong words.

In just 3 minutes, she repaired the written tongue twister.

The second play begins.

This time, Lin Zhiyun focused on listening, revising, and changing. From beginning to end, she focused on every word, every letter, and even every punctuation mark on the manuscript paper.

Wu Youke wrote another page, she subconsciously glanced at Lin Zhiyun's direction again, and found that she hadn't written for a long time.

Wu Youke frowned, wondering why the other party didn't move?Is it done?Or is it broken?

"Cough!" Wu Xian coughed.

Wu Youke came back to his senses, and immediately withdrew his attention.

Huang Pingwei glanced at Wu Xian, but didn't say anything.