Chapter 4779 Who Got Perfect Scores?
The students exclaimed, and all their eyes turned to monitor Han Yu, full of envy.
Han Yu's Chinese scores have always been the best in the class.
"Okay, Mr. Monitor!"
A boy exclaimed exaggeratedly, "I'm starting to get perfect marks on this test, oh my god!"
"The class monitor's Chinese scores are not lower than the top ten in grade, so it is not impossible to get a perfect score."
"After all, the monitor likes reading and writes good compositions."
"But I didn't take the composition test this time!"
"Even if I have an essay, I still get full marks!"
The students were all talking.
Han Yu's cheeks were slightly red, but his heart was full of pride and pride.
She even wanted to look back and see if that damn Zhao Xiaojing, who was so arrogant even though he had poor grades, was paying attention to her.
However, she won't really look back.
She even raised her chin slightly and puffed out her chest.
As a student, grades are the truth that can prove everything!
Qian Juan knocked on the table: "Quiet! It's always noisy in class. When did I say that the perfect score paper belongs to Han Yu?"
"What?"
"Not the monitor?"
"Who is that?"
The students asked questions in a hurry.
Han Yu also felt a chill in his heart.
It's not her.
Her Chinese has always been the best in the class.
Who is that?
She raised her head and looked anxiously at the paper in the Chinese teacher's hand, trying to see clearly the names on the paper.
Qian Juan looked at Zhao Yuanjing and smiled happily: "This classmate is Zhao Xiaojing!"
The classroom was quiet for a moment.
After a moment, someone burst out laughing: "Teacher Qian, stop joking!"
"That's right, how could it be Zhao Xiaojing?"
"He passed the exam because the sun came out in the west."
"You can't say that. I have passed the exam once or twice. Did you at least pass it in elementary school?"
"Ah hahaha, you are too damaged!"
A group of students were laughing and joking.
Qian Juan's face darkened, she picked up a piece of dust-free chalk and hit one of the boys in the face.
The chalk hit the boy's face accurately.
At this moment, everyone recalled in time that the person on the podium was the hidden weapon master Miejie Shitai, a person who must not be provoked.
The boy touched his face and lowered his head silently.
Qian Juan said with a sullen face: "Look at your virtue! Zhao Xiaojing was a little behind in his studies before, but he is not allowed to catch up? If you don't believe it, see for yourself how he made this paper!"
She put the paper on the desk of the first classmate, "Come here, let's circulate it and see how the textbook-like answers should be written. And look at Zhao Xiaojing's handwriting!"
The paper was quickly circulated in the class.
After seeing the names on the paper clearly, everyone fell silent.
It is impossible for anyone to write someone else's name with their perfect score paper.
One, two.
Everyone turned back to look at Zhao Yuanjing.
At this time, Zhao Yuanjing had an earphone in one ear, his chin in one hand, and looked at his phone expressionlessly.
I was so shocked that a lot of my classmates lost their glasses.
It can be said that no one has ever dared to do this in Master Miejie's class, and there is no one since.
Master Miejie slapped the table: "Zhao Xiaojing, no matter how good you are at Chinese, you are not allowed to do anything else in my class. You still have twenty minutes to write a proposition composition."
Proposition composition?
Zhao Yuanjing has never written it.
However, is it difficult for him to write articles?