The cold wind blew, and the withered yellow leaves swirled and fell to the windows, making the classroom feel desolate.
Mu Qingyun bit the tip of his pen and stared at the clean page of the third to last question.
There are no crosses and no comments.
Teacher Wang loves to annotate. Every time he corrects a test paper, he has to write a lot of words without getting tired. Obviously other teachers wish they could be the only ones in the world with "Yue" words. If they can't write, they won't write, and if they can write less, they will write less.
But he didn't.
But this question on Mu Qingyun's test paper seemed to have automatically awakened advanced stealth skills, and the teacher seemed invisible.
Teacher Wang evaded Classmate Mu's eyes. He was a little envious of Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo teaches Chinese. Although literature and history go hand in hand, she is not a professional after all and knows little about history. When she saw the child's composition, she just applauded it and happily shared it with the teachers in the office.
When it comes to writing, even if it's fictional, as long as it's well written, it's a good composition.
What's more, the child's writing was well-founded and she was almost ready to write a serious essay. Xiao Mo gave her full marks for her essay, and no one could tell her that it was bad.
"Why."
As a history teacher, he is worried to death.
The draft hadn't been finished yet, so he had to correct the child's little problems at once.
She can use all her talents as she wants in college. Before the college entrance examination, she must write honestly and steadily according to the standard answers.
Mu Qingyun's grades have improved rapidly these days, and in the eyes of the teacher, he has become another piece of firewood, and may become a blue chip stock that soars into the sky.
No. 13 Middle School is not a middle school that is about to be flooded to death. Their school still relies on this precious little seedling to continue its life. I really don't dare to be careless.
With the lawsuit on his mind, Teacher Wang did not scold the students in the class. After all, he had already expected this result. Of course, he would inevitably break the bones of these students in a sinister manner.
"Two and a half years later, in the big melting pot of the college entrance examination, whether you will be refined into steel or turned into ashes depends on whether you work hard now!"
students:"……"
Throughout the day, the students were like eggs, fried over and over by these teachers several times, except that they were not burnt.
Mu Qingyun was as gentle as spring breeze and rain.
Chinese: 139 points, Mathematics: 140 points, English: 142 points, Physics: 93 points, Chemistry: 95 points, Biology: 91 points, Politics: 80 points, History: 90 points, Geography: 97 points
Total score: 967 points.
The overall score is first in the grade.
The academic god of Class 1 was also five points lower than her.
Teacher Zhang looked at the grade rankings, and even though there were a few little gods in the class who only scored over 30 points in math, she didn't make herself angry to death.
For several days, Mu Qingyun could feel the careful concern of the teachers.
Teacher Wang, who teaches history, speaks very softly, as if he is afraid of scaring her.
"Student Mu, I have read most of the information listed in your topic. In my opinion, it is indeed a very fresh and reasonable point of view. You can take the time to write a paper and publish it in "Pre-Disaster" "Exploration" and "Historical Notes" go up."
As soon as the words changed, Teacher Wang became even more careful.
"But even if you really need to revise the textbook, it will take a long time. Before the textbook is revised, the most important thing for you is the college entrance examination, right?"
"We have to learn to reconcile with the teacher who set the questions, and answer the questions according to the standard answers, okay?"
Mu Qingyun quickly agreed.
As a result, after the English class in the next break, Teacher Wang came again and instilled a lot of chicken soup for her soul. This time, she was worried that she would be too obedient and take the teacher's words as a guideline.
"Student Mu, you are knowledgeable, like to think, and are good at thinking. These are all advantages. We still have to maintain those advantages."
"You know, we take the college entrance examination to go to college, and we go to college to learn knowledge. The teacher doesn't ask you to just focus on dead knowledge and study. You should never give up thinking about history..."
Mu Qingyun: "Uh, okay."
Teacher Wang really wiped away a lot of bitter tears.
The college entrance examination is very important, it is a stepping stone, but if for the sake of the college entrance examination, in his hands, a good student who may be able to win the Sky Blue Medal in the near future is crippled, he will have to worry about his conscience for the rest of his life.
Although the teachers seemed to be full of excitement and anxiety, Mu Qingyun's study life was as usual.
She knows very well that the most important thing now is the college entrance examination.
She also didn't plan to be innovative when answering questions in the college entrance examination.
I heard that there are some smart kids in China every year who refuse to give up their individuality in the college entrance examination and insist on handing in an answer sheet that stands out from the crowd.
Some succeeded, most failed.
However, the teacher said publishing a paper is not a bad idea.
I heard that one student from the 'Mu Chuncheng' class took a different approach. After being admitted to Yanzhou University, he published four papers in several top domestic publications within one year.
He submitted an application to study in Mu Chuncheng's class and was specially approved.
Mu Qingyun thought about it for a while, and then happily took the stack of test papers handed out by the teacher, sorted them according to the numbers, and saw how many days to 'eat' them.
Wang Mengmeng glanced at her friend's expression and carefully buried her head back in the high wall of books.
I always felt that in Ah Qing's eyes, these terrible test papers were quite delicious.
It's quite delicious.
I hope that the test paper will be of a higher standard and that it will give her more intelligence after finishing it.
However, the method of brushing test papers seems to be getting less and less efficient. Although she originally brushed 180 average-level papers, she could only add 0.1. But recently, maybe she has become proficient in the question types, and she can brush them There are fewer and fewer points.
Only when she encounters questions she has never seen before and learns knowledge she doesn't know will her attribute points be increased faster.
Another day of intense study has passed.
While packing his schoolbag, Mu Qingyun looked at the dim sky outside the window, quite confused as to what night it was.
Just as she packed her schoolbag, she heard Teacher Zhang calling her outside the classroom. When she looked up, there was someone she knew beside Teacher Zhang.
It was Jin Sijin, Teacher Jin, who was treated as a big fish and asked to be caught from the river that day.
Teacher Jin whispered a few words, and Teacher Zhang suddenly smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.
"Students, please be quiet. Tomorrow morning we will visit our Peach City star competition team, the Honor Team. Everyone is wearing school uniforms. Do you understand?"
The students were immediately in an uproar.
After school, Jin Sijin and Teacher Zhang were still waiting for Mu Qingyun to go out, and said with a smile: "Our classmate Mu is working too hard. I said thank you for saving my life, invited classmate Mu to a meal, and made appointments for several days. Don’t come out.”
Mu Qingyun: "..."
After sending Jin Sijin away, Teacher Zhang couldn't help but grab Mu Qingyun and analyze the competition with her for a long time.
Of course competitions are good, but when it comes to science and technology competitions, No. 13 Middle School really has no experience.
Teacher Zhang frowned and worried. If the child really wanted to go, she would have to find a way to smooth things over with the principal.
Unlike other students, other students have parents to help worry about it, but she knows the situation at Mu Qingyun's family. If this child wants to take the step of competition, it may not be easy.
Mu Qingyun: No, she didn’t think about it.
