The school girl at the same table can't be a middle school girl

On the second day, English was the first to know the result.

On the podium, Liu Ping was still wearing a long dress, smiling all over her face.

"Cough cough."

She cleared her throat.

He said what everyone expected below.

"This time the average score of our class is again first."

Hearing this, the students below seem to have experienced World War II, with calm faces and no waves.

Seeing this, Liu Ping continued to speak with the same smile.

"This time No.1 in our class is."

Liu Ping deliberately paused for a while, making a fool of herself.

"He Ziyue."

a girl said.

Not only her, but almost everyone thinks that He Ziyue is a beautiful schoolmaster.

"No."

Liu Ping smiled and shook her head.

"It's An Yimo with 146 points, and He Ziyue with 140. To be honest, I'm also surprised."

After Liu Ping finished speaking, exclamations erupted from below, and then everyone turned their eyes to Jiang Chen's tablemate.

He Ziyue pursed her lips when she heard the words, and turned her head to glance at the short-haired beautiful girl sitting beside Jiang Chen, only to see that she was looking out of the window indifferently.

Facing everyone's eyes, Jiang Chen did not avoid them, and hummed in his heart, what to look at.

After that, the results of each subject came out one after another.

Chinese class, Chinese teacher He Xiaoyue opened the whiteboard on the podium, clicked on today's courseware, under the grades, No. 1 was An Yimo, with 134 points.

No.2, He Ziyue, 119
Seeing this, everyone below was shocked again, and then there was applause in the classroom.

After a while, the applause stopped.

Chinese teacher He Xiaoyue handed down the report card, and also distributed the sample essays of the outstanding students in the grade of this exam.

Jiang Chen held a few model essays, the first one was Mo Huaying from Hongyi Class, an old acquaintance, she is one of the school's influential figures just like Yang Hua, who is the first in grade.

Yang Hua became famous in Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School because he occupied the first place in his grade for a long time, while Mo Huaying became famous because of his essays every time.

In the past two years, she has written model essays in every composition class, and each time they scored above 54.

If the 50-point composition may still be a bit watery, the real evaluation can’t reach the level of 50, and the maximum score is 48. However, sometimes the marking teacher is in a good mood and sees the correct handwriting, so maybe give one or two more points.

But 54 is different, it's the real first step.

But what surprised Jiang Chen this time was that An Yimo's Fan Wen was also included, with 56 points, two points more than Mo Huaying's.

Everyone in the third class is both envious and happy.

But the astonishment had only just begun.

Afterwards, An Yimo won first place in science and comprehensive subjects with scores of 78 in biology, 96 in chemistry, and 105 in physics.

Everyone's mood also changed from shock to calmness, to indifference during mathematics.

In math class, on the podium, Lao Hua, who was always serious, was smiling all over his face at this moment.

Talking about An Yimo's math grades,

With a score of 147, he also emphasized that he was the first in the grade, which was 5 points higher than Yang Hua in the Hongyi class.

Then No.2 Li Shiwu is 136, and No.3 He Ziyue is 130.
At this time, the results of all subjects came out, and everyone in class three was vaguely looking forward to the result that they had never dared to think about before, maybe they were not the only ones.

If people in other classes knew about An Yimo's grades, they would also be looking forward to it. Will Yang Hua still be the number one in the grade?

After self-study in the afternoon, students settle their lunch and return to the classroom.

In the third class, Lao Hua took the report card of the total score, and walked up to the podium with a happy face.

Some sharp-eyed students have already seen the report card, and the expectations in their hearts are getting bigger and bigger, and they are nervous, as if they are looking forward to their own results.

"As for this exam, our class did well in the exam. 50 people passed the first line, which is worthy of praise."

"it is good."

Xiao Lizi applauded first.

Then there was warm applause in the classroom.

"In addition, An Yimo from our class won the first place in the grade with a total score of 706."

"Fuck!"

"Cow pen!"

Everyone below exclaimed.

"it is good."

Xiao Lizi applauded again.

Then there was another round of applause in the classroom.

"Teacher, how much is Yang Hua's score?"

"Yang Hua 688 points No.2."

Lao Hua just finished speaking.

There was an uproar in the classroom.

"Great!"

More enthusiastic applause followed.

At this moment, everyone in class three felt a sense of pride.

Finally, my junior class also overwhelmed Hongyi's class. It is conceivable that within a few days, the news that An Yimo defeated Yang Hua and won the first place in the grade will cause a big stir in the grade.

At this moment, almost everyone in the class was looking at the calm-looking short-haired beautiful girl with admiration. As for whether there was any admiration, God knows how many there were.

At this time, Lao Hua cleared his throat, motioning the students to be quiet, and he spoke slowly.

"The last self-study class in the afternoon will be changed to physical education class!"

"it is good!"

At this moment, the whole class three burst into prolonged applause.

In this bustling crowd, Jiang Chen was wrapped in a gust of wind, he suddenly became quiet, without the slightest hint of a playful smile in his heart.

He glanced at the quiet girl beside him, followed her gaze to the sky outside the window, he thought of the song "The Wind Rises", he likes this song, and he always thinks of that song in today's or similar situations lyrics of.

"I was unable to extricate myself from the size of the world, and I was also intoxicated by childhood fairy tales."

For a moment, Jiang Chen felt that facing this girl who was as beautiful as the summer wind beside him, he felt a little inferior. As a school girl, he had a pride that was different from ordinary people.

But now, in the excitement that belonged to her, he felt a little sad and helpless, as if he had met the person he wanted to protect the most at the age when he was most powerless.

The book says that when you meet someone you like, your first feeling is inferiority complex.

Thinking of this, a faint wry smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth.

When the book is used, I hate it, and when the score is loaded, I hate it!