Infinite invasion of American comics

The total English score was 150 points. Song Yan remembered that his best score was 75 points. In other words, his best score was 15 points away from the passing line.

The test paper that was handed out still smelled of ink. After writing his name, Song Yan did not start to do the questions immediately. Instead, he briefly browsed the questions and found that most of the questions were not too difficult.

Take a deep breath and start doing the questions.

After finishing the two pages of the paper in one go, he felt very comfortable. After stretching and twisting his slightly sore neck, Song Yan continued to work on the questions.

Little did he know that a pair of eyes were staring at him.

In Han Sha's impression, Song Yan would always frown and bite his pen every time he took an exam. This was the first time she had seen him answer questions as smoothly as he did today.

"Did he just fill in the answers randomly?"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but she couldn't help her curiosity and walked to the last row to stand.

It had only been twenty minutes since the exam started, and Song Yan had already finished two pages of questions and started on the third page.

Then, her eyes fell on Song Yan's answers. After browsing them briefly, a look of surprise flashed across her face, because Song Yan's accuracy rate reached more than 90%.

"how can that be?"

She subconsciously thought about whether Song Yan had done this test paper, but she immediately rejected this idea because she had just arranged the questions for this test paper last night and printed them out this morning. There was no leakage of questions at all. It's possible, and this is just an ordinary exam, so there is no need to steal the test paper.

In order to find out the reason, Han Sha took root at Song Yan's desk.

Song Yan knew it when Han Sha arrived, because Han Sha had a unique fragrance, which was refreshing and elegant, and smelled very good.

He was a little nervous at first, but gradually, he fell into the pleasure of answering questions and even forgot about Han Sha's existence.

Han Sha became more and more surprised because Song Yan had already answered all the questions except the composition. She made a rough estimate in her mind. The score had reached over 90 points. If she added the score for the composition, it should be no more than 100 points. It’s hard to score points.

As far as she knew, Song Yan had never passed the English test.

Teachers from all subjects disliked Song Yan, a problematic student. Even the head teacher, Yan Weimin, when mentioning Song Yan in private, admitted that Song Yan was a piece of shit and that he only existed to bring down the overall performance of Class .

But she doesn't think so. In her opinion, there are no stupid students in the world, only students who are unwilling to learn. Therefore, she has always been very patient with students and focused on cultivating their interests.

After Song Yan finished writing the composition, Han Sha left silently. Although there was nothing praiseworthy about Song Yan's composition, at least there were no problems in the grammar and vocabulary. It was quite satisfactory. Even if the teacher was stricter in correcting the question, it would still be satisfactory. It can also give you 15 points. If you are more relaxed, it is not impossible to get 20 points!

After the exam, Han Sha returned to the office with her test papers. She first took out Song Yan's test paper and revised it.

After finishing the revision, she looked at the score on the paper and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. This result was not amazing, but it was a huge improvement compared to Song Yan's usual results.

Suddenly, something moved in her heart, and she wanted to ask Song Yan why his grades had improved so much.

After finishing the English test, Song Yan went to the toilet to drain the water and subconsciously brought up the system interface. Suddenly, his eyes widened because he discovered that the reputation value column had actually changed. The original reputation value was 9. Now it's 10.

It seems that he didn't do anything sensational today.

"Is it Teacher Han Sha?" Song Yan thought of a possibility. It seems that my test scores should have improved a lot this time, otherwise Teacher Han Sha would not have a sense of identity with me.

"Haha, I wonder if the results of this exam will make my classmates identify with me!"

For a moment, Song Yan looked forward to the exam results being released soon.

It seems that the last class this afternoon is also an English class, and maybe the test results will be announced in the afternoon.

Thinking of this, Song Yan's mood became particularly happy, and he even hummed a tune.

On the third floor, a pair of eyes stared at Song Yan who walked out of the toilet with hatred, and murmured to himself: "Song Yan, after school today, I will let you know the consequences of offending me!"

In Song Yan's expectation, the last class of the day finally arrived. The beautiful teacher Han Sha walked into the classroom holding the revised English test paper.

Her eyes lingered on Song Yan for a while, and then she said: "This exam is not very good overall, but there are a few students who performed better and performed exceptionally!

Classmate Song Yan, please come up and get your test papers. "

"Ok."

Song Yan stood up from his seat, came to the podium, took his test paper from the smiling Han Sha, and subconsciously looked at the scores.

"A full 106 points!"

Although this score can only be regarded as average in the class, after all, he only used the magical power of photographic memory to memorize the textbooks from the third and second grades of high school. If he memorizes the textbooks from the first grade and junior high school, his score will definitely improve a lot.

"Do you know how many points Song Yan got in this test?" Han Sha asked the students below.

Everyone knew that Song Yan's grades were very bad. After hearing Han Sha's question, everyone subconsciously thought that Song Yan's score this time must have reached the lowest in history.

"It won't be zero points, right?"

"I guess five points!"

"Twenty points, I guess!"

Listening to the chatter below, Song Yan was speechless. These guys really looked down on themselves!

Han Sha's voice sounded again: "Okay students, you all guessed wrong. This time student Song Yan scored 106 points. It can be said that she has made the most progress in this exam!"

"How is it possible to score 106 points?"

"He can't be plagiarizing!"

"Holy shit, Song Yan actually scored 106 points in the exam. He must have been lucky!"

Listening to the students' questions, Han Sha felt dumbfounded and said loudly: "My classmates, the teacher can assure you that Song Yan definitely did not cheat, because I watched him answer the questions throughout the whole process!"

"what?"

The students still believed Han Sha's guarantee. For a moment, many people showed surprise and stared at Song Yan in disbelief.

"Classmate Song Yan, I hope you can continue your efforts. Please return to your seat!"

When Song Yan dared to return to his seat, Li Lei came over again and said unexpectedly: "You're good, you're a blockbuster!"

Song Yan smiled and said nothing more, because he had already brought up the system interface at this moment.

Looking at the simple black and white interface of the system, he felt particularly friendly, because at this moment, the reputation column changed again, from 10 to 23.

In other words, he can conduct a second draw.

After handing out the test paper, Han Sha explained several difficult questions on the test paper.

When the school bell rang, Li Lei said to Song Yan excitedly: "Let's go to the Internet cafe!"

"The server won't open until eight o'clock. You go first and I'll come find you later." Song Yan said perfunctorily, because he couldn't wait for the second lottery draw.

In the first lottery, I drew the magical power of "photographic memory". What will I draw in the second draw?

Soon, Song Yan was the only one left in the classroom. He quickly brought up the system interface and reached out to touch the big prize word on the lottery disc.

Suddenly, the pointer appeared, rotated rapidly, and finally settled on a yellow grid.