All-round mathematician

Chapter 64 Midterm Exam Class Ranking
On Monday, at 7:15 in the morning, when Yang Fan stepped into the door of the classroom, all the students looked up, and when they saw someone who was not what they expected to see, they bowed their heads again.

The class was very quiet. Everyone pretended to be doing exercises and reading, and fidgeted.

Today is the day when the mid-term exam results are announced.With the personality of the head teacher who likes to brainwash, he will definitely take advantage of this time to pull a group and fight a group.Those who have regressed greatly will find their parents, and those who have made great progress will praise them to the sky.

"How did you do in the exam this time?"

Just as Yang Fan sat down, a note was surreptitiously handed over.

"It's okay, how about you." Yang Fan wrote.

"Pretty much the same."

Yang Fan didn't dare to go back again, there was no distance without comparison, before and Lin Yuwei's scores were roughly equal, and they competed secretly, but now they have pulled away a long time ago.When the results are announced, she must be hit hard.

The bell rang, the footsteps approached, the teacher's walking steps were heavy, the voice was loud, and the rhythm was slow, which had long been mastered by the boring class three students.

Looking at the student closest to the door, he nodded vigorously. This is a signal that the teacher is coming.

In a few seconds, the class teacher entered with a notepad on his waist.She has no expression on her face and does not reveal the slightest information.

"It's a step back, a big step back. I've taught senior three for so many years, and I haven't seen anyone worse than your class."

The head teacher just yelled and cursed, and said with a gloomy face: "It's unimaginable that I was given such a big surprise in the first exam. How did you learn it? Our third-year high school teachers were all laughed at by the teachers in the upper realm. Unprecedented."

The thick-skinned boys secretly made faces.It's like this again and again, tired or not.

According to legend, the students in the school must be worse than the next, and the best must have graduated.

According to legend theory, all the students 20 years ago can beat the present.

Then, the current textbooks are twice as thick as 20 years ago, and the amount of information is also doubled.

In this way, the rumors are pure nonsense, and those class teachers are still self-righteous in educating students every day, treating students as fools.

The students bowed their heads in cooperation, showing shame on their faces.

There is no way, if you don’t take these actions, you will still be criticized. It would be better for everyone to save some snacks.

Since the second year of high school, Zeng Da, the squad leader, has strongly demanded that whenever a subject teacher is in a bad mood and swears at others, everyone must put on a show for a while.

Zeng Da's squad leader, he is steady in doing things, which is convincing.

At this time, the teacher's face looked better, and she said: "It's good to know the gap. It means that you have listened to it. It is also a kind of progress. Compared with other classes, the total score of this class is not bad."

Suppress it and boost morale.

The students breathed a sigh of relief, the process is over, let's go to the dry goods.

The teacher spread out the notepad, raised her head and said, "I'll just sign up for the top [-], and the rest will be read on the blackboard at the back."

Referring to the previous data, the top three, prestigious schools have a great chance of one book, the top ten, ordinary schools have no problem, ten to twenty, one book and two books.

If you don't enter the undergraduate course, you are not included in the teacher's statistics.It is reported that colleges and universities have canceled three books. It is not known whether this news is good or bad for students.

"No.1, everyone guess who it is." The head teacher said.

The students all looked at the study committee member, who was the perennial overlord of the class.Some people turned their attention to Yang Fan and Zeng Sisi.

Yang Fan is number one in the province in the mathematics league, and his progress is exaggerated, not necessarily impossible.

The class leader, Zeng Sisi, made it to the top three.

"No.1, Shen Hongyi."

Shen Hongyi is the study committee member of class three and three. He has a good personality and high talent.

He is the idol envied by most of the classmates in the class. Watching him play all day long, he still suppresses the 40-odd people in the third and third classes and loses his temper.

Yang Fan remembered that in the past weekends, he and Gu Changfeng were often called online. At that time, he also admired this bitch, and when he played games, he swears and swears.

"No.2, Zeng Sisi."

This is not beyond everyone's expectations. The big monitor's hard work can be seen, he has the most things to do, and he is the most serious about his homework.

It can be imagined that after more than ten years, she will definitely be a company executive, receiving praise from all parties, and her reputation will explode.

"No.3, Jiao Zhengfei."

Jiao Zhengfei, the shadow squad leader, has a weak sense of presence, and his grades are very good.

There were almost no changes in the top three. If there were changes, it was only natural for the three to take turns.

"No.4, this No.4." The rigid teacher rarely let out a smile, and said: "The progress is quite scary, and everyone can guess it."

"brush."

The student's head turned to Yang Fan at the same time, Yang Fan smiled slightly, it was worth the effort.

"No.4 Yang Fan." The homeroom teacher who just showed a little smile suddenly turned pale and said: "The progress is not small, but Yang Fan, I want to tell you a few words here, why can't you develop in a balanced way.

"You have a score of 148 in math, and everyone thinks it's normal to be the first in the grade. The progress of 135 in English is scary. Do you know how much Chinese is? Do you have any opinions on me, ah, don't you?"

"No, Mr. Zhao has good intentions, I understand very well." Yang Fan immediately flattered her.

"Well, it's good if you know. Your Chinese score is 107, and you can pass it on other people. But referring to the progress of English, it is obvious that you don't care at all. The most interesting thing is that your paper is still being passed by the masters in the Chinese teaching and research group. It has been circulated several times, do you know why?"

Recalling that time, Zhao Hongying's face was still hot, and she said, "Students, guess why those Chinese teachers are rushing to watch?"

"It's written in words, okay?"

"I have even copied Yang Fan's calligraphy, and no one in the class can compare to it."

"It must be the font, the curly surface looks beautiful"

"No, I'm telling you that it's not a matter of words at all." Zhao Hongying became angry and scolded, "I only got 40 points for the 20-point composition. .”

"If a junior high school student writes it, he can get 20 points. This is because he is a famous person in the school. Seeing that he writes well, he is given two or three points more. In other words, his composition can't even get 20 points."

"Ha. Ha." The students finally couldn't help laughing, let your subjects blow the sky, and it's not just a certain category that still sucks.

Yang Fan has black lines all over his head. The more proficient he is in mathematical thinking, the farther he feels from emotional thinking.

The previous text was just pieced together dryly, without content or emotion, but this time I deliberately changed the direction.

"If you let me approve it, I won't give you 10 points. Your composition score is a sensation in the attached middle school, and it is also the first in the grade. Do you understand?"

"Teacher, I understand. I will try my best to learn." Yang Fan corrected his attitude, he was ashamed, and the bottom one came out. When I wrote it, I felt okay, but it was a bit off the mark.

"It's not just blunt and emotionless questions, it's completely made up and fiddling with numbers. The topic of the composition is-my XX, everyone else is my mother, grandpa, aunt, etc., which can stimulate the feelings of being a human being, and the scores are very different. Difference."

Zhao Hongying taught with a straight face, and said: "My hometown, my pets are also well-behaved. Do you know what Yang Fan wrote?"

"My throne?"

"my girlfriend?"

"My ranch?"

All kinds of brain holes were staged, and most of the students participated in it with suppressed laughter.

"He wrote my pillow."

"boom".

Thunder bursts.

(End of this chapter)