Chapter 13 The Black Peony (Part 2) - Rain and Dew
Her expressive skills were pretty good, and she basically passed the test. While listening to a group of children introducing themselves, Ding Kailing also took another look at the test papers in front of them. Their scores were okay, but none of them got over 100.
Xu Renming, 99 points. Zhou Yuchen, 92 points. Tan Lin, 94 points, Gu, 96 points, Lin Yijie, 95 points,…
No matter, just pay attention occasionally. The only one who needs special attention is Ling Chuyang, with a score of 65! 30 points less than the average score of Class 5. He was probably sleeping during the exam. And that Tang
Ji, the basic part is pretty good, but why can’t I even get 30 points for the composition? They are two brothers in distress.
I glanced over inadvertently and saw two people leaning on each other with their left hands and right hands, holding their chins and lowering their heads, very close to each other. What is this situation? Are they reconciled again? Across the distance from the podium to the back door of the classroom, look
I don't understand their little moves.
"Okay, everyone, let's start the official class." Ding Kailing smiled slightly, walked down from the podium, walked to Ling Chu's side, and took away Ling Chu's test paper, "Our task for this class is to explain the winter vacation test paper.
"In 5 minutes, everyone will go through the test paper and mark the easy and difficult points, and we will answer them one by one later."
The sound of turning over test papers, putting down books, pressing pens, spreading out notebooks rang out in the classroom...
In that voice, Ding Kailing returned the test paper to Ling Chu, walked forward gracefully and slowly, looked at everyone's test papers from left to right, gave each other classmates approving glances, and walked slowly to the classroom.
Behind the two noteworthy boys at the back door, you can clearly see a thin black line between the left and right hands of the two people leaning against each other.
Oh, it seems that he is a music lover again. Very good! He still gave me a song if he didn’t get an average score!!
Ding Kailing calmly turned around and walked towards the classroom podium, walking gracefully and slowly, stopping occasionally, turning her head slightly to look at her classmates' test papers.
"Okay, everyone, we have maintained our previous results in this exam, and our annual ranking is still No. 1." Ding Kailing stood on the podium and began to analyze the test papers.
There was an uproar in the audience, "This is our normal level." "How many points are we higher than Class 6 this time?" "Is Class 6 still second?"
"The average score of our class is 96 points, and the average score of Class 6 is 89 points."
After listening to Ding Kailing's answer, the classroom was in an uproar again.
"Hahaha, I beat them by 7 points. I guess Teacher Zhang is going to cry again." "Teacher, is Teacher Zhang going to complain publicly about you again?" "Teacher, I didn't hold you back this time. Please praise me."
Me." "You have the nerve to praise me, you just beat the average score."...
"Praise, of course, I have to praise you. Everyone did well in the exam this time!" Ding Kailing on the podium saw a group of students who wanted to be praised, and she did not hesitate to praise her. "Most of the students have maintained their normal performance. Come on,
, Applause to myself. There are also some students who have made some small progress and passed the average. Applause to them and myself. Of course, there are also some students who have made great progress in their grades. Wang Xiaoxiao, 105 points, applause to Wang Xiaoxiao,
Du Xiaofeng's score has been improved from 85 to 99. Applause also goes to Du Xiaofeng..."
"What's going on? So lively?" Waves of applause and laughter in the classroom brought Tang Ji back to reality. He touched Ling Chuyang and found that Ling Chuyang had also returned to the real Chinese class.
He was staring at the Chinese teacher on the podium.
"Of course, several members of our class who have passed the 100 mark in the past, such as my department representatives Ling Chu, Geng Xinyu, and Fang Di, still scored above 43 points in their compositions this time. Also, the maintainer of the first place in the class, He Shiling, scored 117 points.
Full marks in composition. Ranked first in Chinese language in the school."
Ding Kailing on the podium was filled with pride and praise, and her eyes began to scan left and right, then focused on the left side of the classroom.
The classroom was in an uproar again. "It would be great if my composition could be improved." "When can I get 40 points in my composition?" "40 points? I'll be satisfied if I can get 39 points." "Fang Di, you
Show me your test paper."
"The excitement is theirs and has nothing to do with us." Tang Ji whispered quietly, looked at his own test paper, and pointed to Ling Chuyang's test paper, "I have a perfect score for the essay. When can I pass 30 points? Thank God.
Already."
Huh, no response. Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang, who was lowering his head with a thoughtful expression on his face, "What are you thinking about?"
"Of course, the students we put into the class this time have good grades, most of them are above 90 points. There is also a classmate..."
The classroom was in an uproar again, "Oh, really? Then our class is the icing on the cake this time." "Didn't you hear that they are partial students?" "It seems that they are not partial to Chinese."
"Hmph, it's weird that the subject is not Chinese." Ling Chu snorted and muttered, "There is another classmate who only scored 65 points in the exam. There is also a classmate who only scored 20 or 30 points in the composition."
"Representative Ke, you have done your duty this time." He Shiling, who was sitting by the window admiring the scenery, joked in a low voice.
"Let me help him. It's a good idea. It's better to teach him a lesson." Ling Chu curled his lips and said.
"Just in time, it's a matter of public and personal revenge." Geng Xinyu's slight laughter came from behind.
"Xiao Lingzi, look, Xinyu is getting worse and worse now." Ling Chu looked back at Geng Xinyu.
"What Xin Yu said makes sense and can be used as a reference." He Shiling said with a smile.
Ling Chu blinked and saw He Shiling smiled and nodded, and said with a helpless look, "But I don't want to help him. He gets a big headache when I see him."
"Just get used to it. Besides, this is the imperial edict of your Chinese teacher." Geng Xinyu chuckled, "Is it possible that you still want to resist the edict? I have already praised you just now."
"Yeah, that's right. Let me think about it again." Ling Chu put his hands on his chin, stopped talking, and fell into deep thought.
He Shiling turned around and gave Geng Xinyu a thumbs up. The two looked at each other and smiled. When turning around, she inadvertently saw those eyes looking at her. She paused for a few seconds, confirmed, and turned around with a smile.
, looking at the Chinese teacher on the podium.
"There is another classmate who got almost no points except for the composition, which was a bit poor, but almost full marks in other parts."
There was an uproar in the classroom again, who is it? It's so extreme. The essay was asked, but it's not a calf. How can the essay be so easy to improve? I've been writing it for half a year, and I only got 39 points.
39 points? That’s pretty good. Let me take a look.
"Hey, is the teacher talking about us?" Tang Ji looked at the podium uncertainly, and met Ding Kailing's smiling gaze. That gaze seemed to tell him that he was talking about you, and he touched the phone next to him uncertainly.
Ling Chuyang, "Hey, is the teacher talking about you or me?"
"How would I know." Ling Chuyang glanced sideways at Tang Ji. She really didn't know how happy he was. He didn't even get an average score. "Why are you happy? Are you waiting for praise?"
Also, Tang Ji lowered his head and scored 27 points in the essay! Are you waiting for praise? You are lucky if you don't criticize. In addition, all the performances just now, alas, the "first impression" was just like this, "made" by himself.
"Tang Ji."
Hey, did he hear it wrong? Why was someone calling him? Or was he hallucinating? Looking around, I found that the Chinese teacher on the podium had walked to the fourth row of the classroom and was smiling.
She was looking at him eagerly. Are you calling him? It’s over, and you’re going to be criticized again.
"Tang Ji, let me tell you, how much did you score in the basic knowledge section this time, except for the essay?"
"6,65 points." Tang Ji quickly threw the headphones into the drawer, stood up without knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse, touched his neck with his hand, lowered his head and said.
There was a lot of discussion in the classroom, "Wow, that's okay." "Excluding 50 points for the essay, we got 70 points and 65 points." "Oh, that's okay. Which class is this from?"
"Yes, 65 points. It is 3 points higher than my department representative and 2 points lower than He Shiling."
In the midst of the discussion, Tang Ji heard the Chinese teacher's voice. Was he praising him? Was the Chinese teacher praising him? He raised his head and looked, hey, where is the Chinese teacher? She had already walked next to him.
?
"There are methods for learning. I think a sunny and handsome boy like Tang Ji must be willing to share his learning methods with everyone, right?"
"Uh-huh, yes, teacher." Tang Ji nodded quickly in response. The teacher was praising him, but he didn't listen carefully to Ding Kailing's words, which meant he wanted to share Chinese learning methods.
"Okay, then the small self-study after the fourth period at noon today is a Chinese class. When the time comes, it will be up to you to share it with everyone. You need to prepare a little. Please sit down."
"Oh. Okay." Tang Ji sat down happily, feeling a little like stepping on cotton, and seemed to be a little dizzy.
The Chinese teacher was praising him, not criticizing, and asking him to share his learning methods. Tang Ji, who was smiling happily, did not notice the look Ling Chuyang gave him. He only noticed that the Chinese teacher
With a smile on his face, he was praising him.
Sharing learning methods? Ling Chuyang on the side put his left hand in the drawer, put down the headphones, and fumbled to turn off the Walkman. I couldn't help but secretly admire him, this teacher is amazing, he is really different, and his routines are too deep. Look
With this expression on Tang Ji's face, it is estimated that "Black Peony" will be the only one to follow suit in the future Chinese classes. As for him, it is estimated that in the future Chinese classes, he will not be able to sleep, listen to songs, or do any small movements.
"There is another classmate in our class." Ding Kailing looked at Ling Chuyang who was deserting at the side. Yes, you can desert at this time. "The potential is unlimited, but it has not yet exploded. If you have the same surname and first name as my department representative, then
Naturally, my Chinese scores won’t be bad, right, classmate Ling Chuyang?”
He vaguely heard the Chinese teacher calling his name. He looked around and saw Ding Kailing's rather intriguing smile. What was that expression? Could it be that it was already his turn? He thought of his 65-point Chinese test paper.
, suddenly felt a chill hit his back, stood up politely, then lowered his head, waiting for her lesson.
"Classmate Ling Chuyang, the paper is very clean and tidy. Your handwriting is very beautiful. You have practiced calligraphy, right? We can add new members to our class newspaper."
Ling Chuyang saw a pair of delicate hands and took the Chinese test paper away from him.
It's neat and clean. It's half empty, so of course it's neat. Ling Chuyang was surprised. Beautiful handwriting can also be a reason for being praised. Doesn't it seem to have anything to do with the score in the Chinese test paper?
"Oh, by the way, our Chinese language interest group is still short of two members who can write well and have practiced calligraphy. Student Ling Chuyang, do you mind showing off your hard-pen calligraphy?" Ding Kailing smiled and put down the test paper.
He returned to the middle of the classroom and looked to the right, "Ling Chu, what are your opinions?"
Chinese interest group? Ling Chuyang instinctively wanted to answer "not interested, mind". However, when he heard the Chinese teacher changed the subject and looked to the other side of the classroom, he did not answer and followed him.
"Of course I agree." That was Geng Xinyu's voice. There was an obvious smile in the bright voice. "This is the teacher's choice."
When he saw Ling Chu, he looked unhappy, turned around and glanced at him, then put on a cute smile and nodded to the Chinese teacher, "Agree."
It's very reluctant. He is not happy in the first place. What does the Chinese interest group have to do with him? For him, is Chinese a class?
"He Shiling, Fang Di, what do you think?" Ding Kailing turned to Fang Di after seeing He Shiling's nodding and smiling expression.
"Of course I agree. Yi Lingfei and Chu Shaoyuan have left. We don't have any boys to work hard for. It's time to add more." Fang Di's answer caused a burst of laughter.
Amidst the laughter, Ling Chuyang heard the voice of the Chinese teacher, "The original four members of the Chinese interest group have all voted unanimously. Ling Chuyang, what is your opinion?"
Ling Chuyang glanced at the front left side of the classroom. The man was holding his chin leisurely, turning his pen, and looking here with a smile. After seeing him, he blinked slightly, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a nice arc.
A bright smile emerged.
Under the bright sunshine outside the window, the bluish sky, and a few fluttering clouds in the background, she in the blue and white school uniform looks fresh and dazzling, quiet and beautiful, quietly frozen there, like a white marble that will never fade.
The relief, just like the situation three years ago, cannot be ignored, let alone rejected.
"Okay, teacher." Ling Chuyang suddenly felt a little confused. Coupled with Tang Ji's non-stop encouraging voice of agreement, his brain unexpectedly agreed. The Chinese teacher's official decision
, Yi Lingfei also participated, and she was one of them.
"Teacher, can I also participate?" Tang Ji suddenly raised his hand and asked.
"Okay." Ding Kailing asked cheerfully, "What are your opinions?"
"Okay." "Agree." You can hear the voices of Fang Di and Geng Xinyu.
In Ling Chu's unfriendly eyes and He Shiling's smile, Ling Chuyang heard the bright voice of the Chinese teacher, "Okay, our Chinese interest group members are all ready today. Next, we will start talking