Chapter 4787 I Advise You to Give up Science

"Really? Okay, now I'll give you another proposition. In fifteen minutes, you can write another essay."

"Teacher, I still have to go to math class."

"I'll ask for leave from the math teacher for you!" Qian Juan glared, "Ten minutes won't waste anything. Your monthly math test score is 20 points, how do you expect to improve to 80 points in these 20 days?"

"Teacher Qian, I can't break the rules. As long as you work hard, you can always improve."

A junior high school student who had already finished advanced mathematics said sincerely.

Qian Juan said: "Let me tell you, Zhao Xiaojing, you should study Chinese and write essays now. If you do this well, you can also be a special admissions student. If you grab it, there may be nothing left by then." Remember, quality is more important than quantity.”

Zhao Yuanjing shook his head: "Teacher Qian, I forgive you for not agreeing with your point of view."

"how?"

"There are still more than twenty days to come. Even if I study Chinese every day and get a perfect score for the essay, the total score will only be 120. This won't work."

Qian Juan said: "I can tell this kid, but you are very good at partial subjects. You have a strong memory and can make up for it in liberal arts. But I advise you to give up on science for the time being."

Zhao Yuanjing didn't want to argue with her, "Teacher Qian, I'll write the essay first, and then I'll go back to math class after finishing it."

Qian Juan became happy and immediately prepared pen and paper for him to write on the table next to him.

She was watching.

When ordinary students study homework and test papers, they are not willing to let the teacher stare at them, which makes them feel uncomfortable and affect their thinking.

This is even more true for composition.

However, Zhao Yuanjing didn't care at all.

I remember that when he was enlightened and wrote articles, the four Hanlins in the palace stared at him at the same time. Didn't he come over too?

When it comes to doing things, he has already developed a state of complete selflessness.

Not to mention that there is just a teacher next to him, and the world is falling apart. As long as he doesn't want to, he can pretend that nothing happened.

He picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and then started writing.

One breath, without any pause.

Qian Juan stood nearby and watched motionless.

She frowned: "Zhao Xiaojing, you're not very good at using punctuation marks."

"Will it affect my grades?" Zhao Yuanjing asked casually.

"Of course there is. Wrong use of punctuation marks will greatly affect the perception. This is the most basic." Qian Juan said, "If you meet a serious marking teacher, no matter how good your composition is, he will give you a low score directly. ."

At that time, Zhao Yuanjing did not have such strict and complicated punctuation marks.

As he wrote, he said: "I will check it carefully when I go back and I will not do it again next time."

Qian Juan was still very satisfied with his attitude.

However, she was more satisfied with the child's handwriting.

It's really... art.

Yes, this is the thought that came from Qian Juan's mind.

She even felt that if the child used a brush to write on fine rice paper, the effect would not be much worse than those of calligraphy masters.

This thought made Qian Juan feel a little scary.

How old is Zhao Xiaojing? How can he compare to those calligraphy masters who have practiced hard for decades?

Are you too tired and exhausted from studying for grades recently, so much so that you are hallucinating?

Or maybe he is used to seeing ugly words among students, and suddenly a beautiful one appears, and he is astonished.

This is not good.

It's really not good.

Qian Juan picked up the tea cup and took a few sips to calm down her shock, and then looked carefully at what Zhao Yuanjing had written.