Chapter 17 Wori, no, sisters, are you such a loser?
The fantasy of a rookie who is not good at English but is good at mathematics. Thousands of people admired him, the teacher favored him, and the class beauty knelt down and licked him.
Actually, I am not good at English and bad at math.
Even if the English teacher gave him a thumbs up last semester, he still couldn't match him with a grade of 140 this semester, and it felt like there was no trace of this person.
When he returned to his seat, the students around him turned to look at him.
Jiang Nian was a little embarrassed, coughed and opened the paper, pretending that nothing happened.
Although the English teacher repeatedly ordered not to chat, he still could not stop the enthusiasm of the students around him. Everyone looked at Jiang Nian eagerly with disbelief on their faces.
“Damn it, have you really memorized three thousand five hundred?”
“Ang, just report any one.”
“Jiang Nian, can I borrow your paper? "Shall I take a look?" A girl at the front desk asked, "I want to see how you write your essay."
"Yeah, okay."
In the group next door, Zhou Yuting held a corner of the English paper as if it were falling into an ice cave. Jiang Nian got 573 in the exam? Lose yourself by more than forty points? Is there still hope for promotion?
In principle, it is survival of the fittest, and there is hope for those who pass the line. However, in practice, only one person in a parallel class can be promoted.
The reason is also very simple, all the good students have been sent away. The class level has directly changed from the top of the parallel class to the bottom, so why does the class teacher lead a trade class?
So the head teacher of each class is relatively conservative regarding the promotion policy. If the child is really good enough, the parents will ask for it anyway, so it is better to just let him go.
If there is only a chance for a promotion, the class teacher will usually adopt a gentle conversation approach.
Are you sure you want to go? Young man, there is hell ahead!
Why are you driving a Mazda and squeezing into the party circle of other people's Mercedes-Benz and Rolls-Royce? If you can't keep up with the pace, you may be returned if you go there.
Usually at this time, students become timid.
After promotion, there are two major exams. If the results fluctuate too much, you will be dismissed. They don't care if you cheated or if you are not in good condition, they will all try to persuade you to quit.
Carrying a table into the Olympiad is an honor, but carrying a table back to the original class would be too shameful.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yuting couldn't help clenching her fists. Five white fingers curled together unconsciously, their knuckles turned white and trembling slightly.
An English match ruined her Olympiad dream.
New classes, new characters, new licking dogs. Zhou Yuting's silver teeth were about to break when she thought of those dull academics wearing glasses who couldn't crawl under her pomegranate skirt.
Jiang Nian! It’s all down to him!
"What are you looking for me for?"
At noon, in a shady corner of the basketball court, under the shade of lush trees.
Jiang Nian held a red bean popsicle in his hand. He opened the package and took a sip. Then he raised his head and took a curious look at Song Xiyun who had forced himself out.
"It's mysterious, can we talk about it now?"
About Song Xiyun, he had not had much contact with it before, because of Xu Qianqian's relationship. In addition, during this period of time, I ran frequently to take the test, so I was quite familiar with it.
"What did you do last night?" Song Xiyun looked unnatural.
Jiang Nian glanced at her suspiciously and thought to himself, what was going on when she caught her rich husband cheating on her and wanted to question him but was afraid of divorce?
New play plot? Pinru's wardrobe?
Sister, we seem to be innocent.
Song Xiyun was wearing a loose white summer school uniform and light-colored pants. She is a cute and pretty girl, her appearance is above eighty, and her dress is slightly simple.
Dama, that's not possible.
“I’m not doing anything, I’m studying in the classroom at night.” He hissed the skate stick.
"Lie!" Song Xiyun blushed, "You are not in the classroom at all, you have obviously gone out!"
I am indeed not in Shenyang Street, the era of ruthless living has come to an end
Jiang Nian hissed his skate stick and began to answer randomly, "How did you know I got 573 in the exam?"
Who asked you! Because knowing a daughter is better than a father.
“Wait a minute, you passed the 573 test?” Song Xiyun looked shocked, and asked again after being stunned for a moment, “Senior Major? Did you pass the minor?”
Jiang Nian grinned and hissed his skate stick.
"Since you asked sincerely, then I will."
Song Xiyun calculated with her fingers, "Then you are going to be promoted. No matter how high the score is, it can't be higher than 550. Your score is in the middle of the pack in the science Olympiad class."
"Yes. "Jiang Nian hissed.
Song Xiyun was speechless, "Can you put down your popsicle? You make me feel sick."
"Want to try it?" He handed it over.
"Duck, no, thank you." Song Xiyun calmed down, remembered her purpose, took a deep breath and asked, "Did you apply for a gym card last night?"
"Damn it, are you following me?" Jiang Nian was suddenly startled, "Addicted to secret love?"
"Stop being narcissistic!" Song Xiyun couldn't handle Jiang Nian's nerves, and began to sympathize with Xu Qianqian. I don't know how my best friend can stand him.
Anyway, she couldn't bear it and was so angry that she wanted to vomit.
"Then how did you know that I went to the gym to apply for a card?" Jiang Nian seemed to be back to normal again, squinting and looking at the hot playground under the blue sky and white clouds.
The hot wind blows and makes you feel comfortable.
"Aren't you surprised why I knew you had applied for the card?" she asked.
“Why?” Jiang Nian was a little distracted.
“Because you asked my mother to apply for the card.”
“Oh, eh?” Jiang Nian raised his head, “That person is your mother, I asked you why she looks so familiar, But your mother has a much better temper than you."
Song Xiyun was a little embarrassed, "I just want to ask, why did you suddenly apply for a card and spend so much money on courses?"
"Work out, who knew that was your mother."
"How do you explain buying a class? You don't have time to take classes at all, do you?" Song Xiyun pursed her lips, "And with your figure, you are on the basketball team. How can you keep fit?"
"There is no rule that the basketball team cannot be fit." Jiang Nian suddenly stopped mid-sentence and looked up at Song Xiyun, looking at her cautious and doubtful eyes.
At that moment, he seemed to realize something.
“No, sisters, you don’t think I’m interested in your mother, do you? Wori, are you such a coward?”
"What?" Song Xiyun, whose thoughts were exposed, immediately broke her guard, and her face turned red. "No, I didn't mean that, I just happened to know."
"My mother is worried that you don't have time to go to class, and the money It's all in vain. Well, that's what I think too. Your money didn't come from the strong wind. If you want to drop out of class."
"No need to worry about it." Jiang Nian waved his hand. I was going to apply for a card to buy the course. If I didn’t buy it from your mother, I would buy it from someone else.”
“Really?” Song Xiyun asked.
"Hmm, if nothing happens, just kneel down."
"Humph." Song Xiyun's hanging heart finally let go, "Hehe, I'm leaving then. I have to tell Qianqian that you passed the 573 exam."
Looking at Song Xiyun's leaving back, Jiang Nian seemed to have something to say. think.
This man is a bit dirty.
Ding! [At the age of thirty-eight, you apply for a fitness card on your first day, and the classes you buy have initial results. Determined to counterattack, you decide to add 60 additional classes.
Task: Repurchase sixty lessons. Reward: 30,000 RMB】
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