After taking a sip of water and clearing his throat, he felt that his throat was no longer so sore. "Quiet, I have a happy event to share with you today. In this test, there is a student in our class who has the highest score in the school.
He is the first student to receive perfect marks since the opening of our Shengye High School."
The classmates who were chatting in low voices suddenly became silent and looked at him in shock.
Full marks?
Just kidding, even if there were people with perfect scores, they wouldn't be from Shengye High School, let alone Class Six.
Teacher Zhang took another sip of water, his gentle eyes fell on Yu Wenhuang's face, and he announced slowly, "The student with perfect marks this time is the new student Yu Wenhuang, who has perfect marks in all subjects!"
The eyes of more than fifty people in the class turned to Yu Wenhuang.
Get full marks?
Is it human?
But that’s not right. Didn’t it mean that he only passed single digits?
There are also decimal points, ridiculous results.
Li Zhiyue fell asleep in a daze. When he heard that classmate Yu Wenhuang got perfect scores, he wiped his face with his sleeve and said, "Full scores?
Are you cheating?"
But it's awesome to get a perfect score by cheating. Even if he opened the book, he still wouldn't be able to pass.
Among the scumbags in Class 6, there are occasionally people who do well in exams and bounce back and forth on the passing line, but no one would envy them.
It’s just a perfect score, first in grade.
Envy, jealous and hateful eyes were cast towards Yu Wenhuang, but his expression did not change, as if it was so easy for him to get a perfect score in the exam.
Being stimulated by this, no one spoke during the entire class meeting. They listened quietly to Teacher Zhang's same inspiring words. I don't know if they really listened to them, but everyone was not as disapproving as before.
After class, Teacher Zhang said to Yu Wenhuang: "Classmate Yu Wenhuang, come with me."
Yu Wenhuang stood up and followed Teacher Zhang out in full view of everyone.
Teacher Zhang did not take him back to the Academic Affairs Office because there were other teachers there and he wanted to talk to the child for a while, so he went to the small auditorium.
"Classmate Yu Wenhuang!"
After Teacher Zhang asked him to sit down, he also sat down and asked, "Which school did you go to before?"
"Xitao Town Middle School."
Yu Wenhuang said something.
"From Xitao?"
Teacher Zhang frowned. Xitao Middle School seemed average, and I had never heard of any students with particularly outstanding grades.
Yu Wenhuang listened to Teacher Zhang's hoarse voice and asked, "Teacher, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Uh..." He cleared his throat, "A little, a little uncomfortable."
Yu Wenhuang put his hand on the teacher's forehead and said warmly: "Teacher, you have a fever. You need to drink more water."
Teacher Zhang said thank you and shed some tears.
There have never been such attentive students in his class who would pay attention to whether he was feeling unwell.
It's a pity that such a good child cannot be smashed into his hands.
So, no matter how reluctant he was to give up, he still said: "Classmate Yu Wenhuang, this time you got perfect scores in all subjects. The teacher was very pleased and happy. So today the principal asked me to have a morning meeting. We suggested... just a suggestion.
You transfer to Class 1, the learning atmosphere of Class 1..." Yu Wenhuang suddenly interrupted him, "Teacher, do you want to resign?"
Teacher Zhang was immersed in the sadness that he was about to give up a good student he had never met in his life. Suddenly he heard this sentence and subconsciously asked: "How do you know?"
Yu Wenhuang said: "Your whole face says you don't want to do it anymore."