But in the end, with the scores you get, you can only get into Beijing University of Science and Technology, Beijing University of Science, etc.

Later, everyone went to Qingbei University to cry and told him that he regretted it. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

Professor Zheng looked at Xiaotuanzi indifferently and felt a little pity. After thinking about it, he was still willing to give her some advice, "Student Tong, your Chinese scores should be pretty good, right?"

It's a little bit of a reminder to her.

Xiaotuanzi said honestly, "My Chinese scores are average, definitely worse than my science scores."

"Then how many times have you achieved perfect scores for your essays?"

"Not many, only two or three times since I entered the third year of high school."

A flash of understanding flashed through Professor Zheng's eyes. Sure enough, this is another child who is partial to academic subjects. "Well, today among the teachers from Qingbei University, there is Professor Jiang, a well-known professor in the Chinese Department. He is also writing a new concept composition this time.

One of the important judges of the competition."

Although Professor Jiang is young, he is the youngest full professor at Qingbei University.

Director Liao was following behind, staring intently at Professor Zheng in front of him. Next to him stood an inconspicuous young man.

University professors were ranked by seniority, so he didn't take it seriously. Even when this young man tried to talk to him, he ignored him.

Fortunately, this young man was sensible, so when he saw that he didn't pay much attention to him, he stopped talking.

But when he heard Professor Zheng say that he was accompanied by "one of the important judges of the New Concept Essay Contest", his ears stood up like radars, and they stood up very high.

After the conflict with Xiaotuanzi, he was originally frightened, but after waiting for a long time and not receiving any news from the principal looking for him, he relaxed his vigilance.

Yes, Classmate Tong is just a child, and she has no evidence. What good will it do to her if she makes a big fuss?

What's more, he just talked to her for a few words and didn't do anything, so she couldn't catch him.

Director Liao became confident again, and his desire to work hard for the Ding family was not yet dead.

It’s easy to enjoy the shade under a big tree, but you don’t always get the chance to get close to a big tree!

After hearing what Professor Zheng said, he shifted his attention and looked around to see where Professor Jiang, who had the absolute right to speak, was.

Then, he saw the young man next to him walking forward casually, and he was immediately dumbfounded.

Professor Jiang was wearing a gray suit and a plaid shirt. He looked elegant and modest. He looked at Xiaotuanzi with a smile, "Can I see your composition?"

Seeing that he didn't have any airs about him, Xiao Tuanzi immediately gave a sweet smile and said, "Professor Jiang, of course, I just need to find it."

"Okay, we'll wait here."

Xiaotuanzi entered the classroom, and Director Liao came up to him. It was as if the roles had been reversed. Professor Jiang was attentive to him before, but now, he was asking for help, and he seemed to be a different person to Professor Jiang. "Since it's always the case.

We have to wait, there are a few classmates in our senior year group who write very good compositions, I wonder if Professor Fu can give me some advice."

Professor Jiang readily agreed.

Master Liao appointed classmates from Class 1 to find a few people.

They say they are looking for students with good composition scores, but in fact, among them, Ding Li’s composition is the best, and the rest are just average.

He wanted Professor Jiang to read the other students' compositions first and feel dissatisfied, and then look at Ding Li's compositions and find them extremely eye-catching.

Let these students become Ding Li's foil.

Therefore, Ding Li was ranked last by Director Liao, and her hands holding the paper were shaking.

In fact, she learned yesterday that Professor Jiang was coming to Jinhai High School. This was her last chance to make a comeback!

She sorted through all the papers, selected the essay that she was most satisfied with, and was waiting for this moment.

Professor Jiang deserves to be the trump card of the Chinese Department of Qingbei University. He can read ten lines at a time.

In just a few minutes, I have already read the compositions of several classmates in front of me.

At this time, Xiao Tuanzi just walked out, and his eyes met Ding Li's.

The corners of Ding Li's mouth rose, Xiaotuanzi was trapping himself in a cocoon.

As long as she shows it to Professor Jiang and Professor Jiang recognizes her handwriting, he will find that she is the girl whose semi-final work was a mess, and her good impression will be gone after that.

Even if Xiaotuanzi comes up with a perfect essay, it is useless because the first impression has been destroyed.

Finally it was Ding Li's turn. The compositions of the previous group of students had been severely criticized by Professor Jiang.

Although he looks like a very good-tempered person, he is actually very picky and speaks without mercy. He even said bluntly, "Is this your classmate from Jinhai High School who wrote very good essays? I have to say that I am very disappointed.

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The principal's face darkened.

Ding Li handed him the paper, her heart beating like a drum.

In fact, she should have put her heart back in her stomach.

Her essay had been praised by all the teachers in the third grade group. Yesterday, after she read it out, she asked an acquaintance of the old lady to take a look at it. The acquaintance of the old lady also said that the writing was gorgeous and that it was very good.

Sure enough, Professor Jiang had been staring at her composition for a long time, and this time he had caught up with all his classmates before.

Director Liao was also standing by and boasting, "This classmate Ding is the best essay writer in our senior year group. He got perfect marks eight times out of ten."

"Really?" Professor Jiang reacted and suddenly raised his head and looked at Director Liao.

Director Liao was stunned for a moment, what? Is Professor Jiang doubting himself? Then he nodded wildly, as if he wanted to knock his head off, "Of course, Ding Li is good at writing. She is in our third year of high school."

This is something that all the Chinese teachers in the group have witnessed. If you don’t believe it, Professor Jiang, you can ask other Chinese teachers.”

"I believe it." Professor Jiang had an expression that was hard to explain. "With all due respect, if this kind of essay is the perfect score that your school is proud of, then I think all the Chinese teachers in your school should be retrained."

Director Liao: "..."

Ding Li was struck like a thunderbolt, her lips trembling non-stop.

Although the principal's expression was grim, he still asked humbly for advice, "Professor Jiang, what do you mean by this?"

Loyalty is offensive.

Some words may not sound nice, but they are very effective.

If problems are discovered before the college entrance examination, they can still be rectified. If they are found after the college entrance examination, it will be too late.

Their school's perfect score essay is for everyone in the third grade group. First of all, the rules are wrongly formulated. Then the composition standards of all students will be affected. If everyone loses one or two points, the trouble will be big.

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Chapter completed!