I heard that the school grass wants to mark me

After taking the exam, I took a rest for two full days before classes started at No. [-] Middle School.

The first class after the morning reading class is Lao Wang's.When Lao Wang came in, he was holding a stack of answer sheets and a report card on it.

This time the grades were not sent to the class. After proofreading the answers, everyone knew their own grades, but this did not mean that they were not curious about their own rankings and other people's grades.

All the students in Class [-] stared intently at what Lao Wang was holding in his hand.

Lao Wang handed the test paper to the Chinese class representative to help distribute it, then folded the score sheet and put it in the Chinese book, with a very serious expression, which made everyone in class seven panic. When the average test score is only [-] points.

Yu Ling took a look at the total score when she got the paper, 118 is considered low in the eyes of the top students in Class 118, but Yu Ling is already very satisfied, this paper is so difficult, the composition is so difficult to cry, so it seems easier to write silently , it’s not bad if he can pass, [-] points is simply a miracle from God, isn’t it!

Yu Ling first turned the back and looked at the score, the bright red ink almost made his eyes pop out, 53 points?

This is a bit outrageous...

Wait, that means he only got 65 points for the previous question?

He was about to take a closer look at what went wrong when he heard Lao Wang start to speak.Lao Wang looked unhappy today, Yu Ling hurriedly sat down and listened to what Lao Wang had to say.

"For this exam, the overall level of our class is similar to that of the beginning exam. The top 31 students in the grade are all in our class, which is worthy of congratulations."

Then you don't look like you are worthy of congratulations... The students in class seven are weak and helpless and dare not speak, but they dare to look and accuse.

Lao Wang's face was sullen, and Lao Wang, who is as casual and kind as a Buddha in peacetime, is like a different person. Wherever his eyes pass, thousands of trees and pear trees are blooming.

Forget it, don't scare them anymore, Lao Wang thought to himself, and returned to his usual appearance.

Everyone exhaled.

"Okay, as usual, let's talk about the composition first. This time the composition is very simple, the materials are very clear, and the angles and themes found by the students in the class are very accurate, so I won't say more." Lao Wang paused after saying this. "However, it is worth mentioning that classmate Yu Ling's composition is titled The Sound of a Heartbeat, and he wrote about his own personal experience. It is very well written..."

Yu Ling wrote about meeting Luo Fen during the summer vacation. In order to avoid the appearance of real names and places in the article, Yu Ling wrote Luo Fen as a stranger who did good deeds without leaving a name, and used "that person" or "that person" uniformly. " or "he" instead. The disadvantage of writing this way is that it is a bit indiscriminate between men and women and age.

For example, Lao Wang thought that Yu Ling met a kind aunt.

Yu Ling trembled when he heard Lao Wang mention his name, and he was still in a daze when Lao Wang finished boasting and started to continue the paper.

It's unbelievable, this is really the second time in his life, he has been praised by the Chinese teacher twice in his life, one is the composition on heroes and the times he wrote in his dream last time, and the other is now.

Yu Ling spent the rest of the time in a daze, not knowing what other people said, and when Lao Wang called his name again, he didn't react.

It was only when Luo Feng patted him that he stood up, "Huh?"

Lao Wang almost stopped laughing on his pretending serious face, and repeated the question: "Read the narrative you wrote and read the answers to the three questions."

"Oh," Yu Ling turned over the answer sheet, and saw the red "?" next to those questions at a glance, hesitated a few times, and began to read.

"The first question is to ask what the author wants to express through this story. What I wrote is, yes, 'ghosts and gods exist, and existence is reasonable'..."

There was a roar of laughter, and several people laughed so hard that they fell forward and backward.

Is it that funny?Yu Ling's mouth pouts unconsciously.

"Well, the second one." Lao Wang motioned for silence.

Yu Lingzheng said, "For the second question, 'Please use a paragraph to comment on the soldier in the article', I wrote, 'Heroic and fearless, with a firm goal, but not very smart, he should fly when he comes back, people can't see He doesn’t even charge him for the air ticket.”

It was another grand occasion when the whole class burst into laughter as soon as the words were finished.

Xia Hengzhi laughed and patted the table: "Hahahahaha Yu Ling, you are really talented hahaha!"

Luo Yandu lowered his head and laughed from behind.

I don't know why, but the whole class was laughing. Yu Ling just heard Luo Yan's low-pitched laughter, and turned her head to look at Luo Yan angrily, with the words in her eyes shining brightly: "Even you laugh at me?"

Luo Yan approached, raised his head slightly and looked at Yu Ling with a smile on his face: "Do you think there were planes in the ancient battlefield period?"

Yu Ling: "..." Miscalculated.

This time Yu Ling didn't wait for Lao Wang to remind him, and consciously took the answer sheet and started to read the story and continue writing.

The ending of this story is that the soldier went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and finally returned to his hometown at dusk, and saw his wife who was still waiting for him, but people and ghosts had different ways, and the wife couldn't see him, so she just walked towards the soldier unconsciously. Look under that banyan tree.The soldier took out the purse his wife had given him, quietly hung it on the banyan tree, then approached his wife, and kissed her across the yin and yang and dusk, and then it turned into a mist.The wife seemed to have sensed something, reached out and touched her forehead, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

At that time, when Yu Ling finished reading the story, she complained a few words in her heart. The soldier is already a ghost, but he can still bring the purse back?Since he can bring back the purse, why can't he really kiss his wife?Why can't the wife see him?

"My continuation is as follows: After that day, my wife was very disturbed, and with the little money left at home, she decided to go to the distant eastern battlefield to find her husband. Along the way, the wife met the crow who reported her funeral, met The water ghosts that blocked the way, and the young children whose whole family died but were lucky enough to survive, these all reminded her that the danger ahead, she could not go, could not go, but the wife still walked on without hesitation. Han Lai Summer, after three years, my wife finally arrived at the eastern battlefield, at this time, the war is over, the sea is clear, the world is peaceful."

When Yu Ling read this, the few students in the class who were teasing were quiet, and Yu Ling continued to read.

"My wife looked at Penglai Xiandao in the distance and shouted loudly: 'My husband! My warrior! The passers-by told me that there had never been a war in this place. I couldn't help wondering, are you lying to me? For so many years, I have shed tears day and night at home, looking forward to the news of your return every day, but you never brought back any news, and you refused to entrust me with even a dream!'

A miracle happened, and a bright light suddenly appeared on the island in the distance, and a figure appeared on the sea not far away, getting closer and closer to the shore.

It turned out to be a soldier who had disappeared.

The soldier was dressed in fairy style and stepped on a surfboard. His wife turned pale with fright. He passed away three years ago. I felt sorry for him because he was trapped by love. I specially helped him to go back to his hometown to see you for the last time. It’s just that life and death have the right way. His life is dead, and you can’t say goodbye well, so he turned into mist and floated in this place. the world. '

It turned out that this fairy was deeply moved, so he helped the soldiers transform into crows, water ghosts and young children, trying to persuade his wife to go back.After the wife listened, she sat on a rock on the shore, and when the wind blew, she made waves, jumped into the sea and swam away. It turned out that she was actually a big octopus in the western country, just to repay the kindness of her previous life. Just came to the East.

The immortal was dumbfounded, is there a wall between the spirit and monster worlds of the East and the West?He didn't even see the real body of this lady's stalwart.So he stepped on his surfboard and went back.There is silence between the sky and the earth, only a crow in the mangrove forest is screaming. "

The class was silent, and then laughed together again.

This time even Lao Wang didn't hold back, his hand holding the paper was shaking.

"Tell me, how good the previous writing is! Hahahahaha why did there suddenly come a stream of consciousness at the end! Big octopus? And a surfboard? Why doesn't he drive a small kayak?" Xia Hengzhi laughed. .

Not to mention, Yu Ling really planned to write about the small kayak at the beginning, but he felt that the small kayak was not handsome enough.As for the octopus, in fact, when he went to the supermarket that day, he saw an octopus hanging on the water tank and glaring at him. Then when he was writing, a big octopus came to his mind involuntarily.

"I think my writing is quite good..." It includes all ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, and there are immortals, demons and fluttering. Yu Ling looked at the 3 points (out of 3) scored by Lao Wang next to this question, and felt that Lao Wang He is the real cultural person, why is this 3 so like a question mark?

"Student Yu Ling wrote this continuation very well. The setting is reasonable, the language is beautiful and smooth, and the storyline is fascinating. We just want to advocate multi-angle thinking, which is worthy of encouragement..."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Yu Ling was sulking while holding the paper, can you wipe your face with runny nose and runny eyes when you nod your head?

Only then did Yu Ling take a closer look at her answer sheet, and finally knew the reason why he was deducted so many points.

Ancient poems and modern texts are silently written, twelve points, he filled it up, but none of them are correct.

There was nothing he could do about it, he really couldn't memorize those poems, he rarely knew how to write one or two poems, and rarely knew how to write them but didn't know which line to fill in.

"Sigh." It's still a day when I want to ascend.

After class, Lao Wang called Yu Ling out of the classroom and specifically asked him about the dictation problem.

Yu Ling was sleepy all day long, and even the perfect score in the math paper and the sixth grade in the grade couldn't save his mood.

After school in the afternoon, Yu Ling told Luo Yan and the others that she would not go to the cafeteria and went home for dinner, because he accidentally knocked over the lunch today, and he had to go back and make something for Yu Xiaoye.

Looking at Yu Ling's lack of energy, Luo Yan felt a little uneasy.

Yu Ling quickly packed up her things and left.

As Yu Ling got farther and farther away, the feeling of uneasiness and panic in Luo Yan's heart became more obvious.

Luo Yan took the school card and chased after him.

When he walked to the school gate, he happened to see Yu Ling getting into a taxi. He missed it, and the car drove away in front of his eyes.