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When Jiang Ning's test paper with a score of 140 was handed out, it naturally caused another round of exclamations.

The classmates' jokes made Jiang Ning's fair face turn a little pink.

Fortunately, the joke didn't last long and the bell for class rang soon.

Shuoyuan No. 1 High School is a key municipal high school that attaches great importance to the quality education and all-round development of students.

The first three classes every afternoon are normal, and the fourth class is an extracurricular extension class.

The first class this afternoon was Chinese. As soon as the bell rang, Mr. Li walked into the classroom with a smile on his face, holding the test paper and his thermos cup.

Old Li looked around the platform and said, "Oh, it looks like you've got the papers. Are you satisfied with your scores?"

A boy in the back row raised his voice and said, "Not satisfied——"

Lao Li glanced at the boy and nodded: "It seems that we both think the same thing. I am not satisfied with your results either."

The students burst into laughter.

Old Li took a sip of tea from his thermos cup and continued, "Chen Zhuo, your composition only has 600 words. Do you want me to continue writing for you?"

The boy named Chen Zhuo laughed, touched his head and said, "There's not enough time."

Chen Zhuo looked at the bright red 32 points on the essay in his hand and felt like crying.

Feng Hui, who was sitting across the corridor, glanced at him, then said "Ouch" and shook her test paper with 120 points on it.

Chen Zhuo snorted and turned his head away from her.

Lao Li flipped through the test papers he had brought over and said, "Oh, by the way, there's a new student in our class, right?"

The students responded loudly: "Yes——"

Old Li looked around, and Xia An, who was leaning against the wall, raised his hand slightly: "Teacher, it's me."

"Oh, I've also graded the test paper you took yesterday. The score is pretty good, 125."

Xia An stood up and said softly: "Thank you, teacher."

Old Li handed her test paper to Zhao Jingjing in the first row, and she passed it on.

The test paper was passed to Jiang Ning. Jiang Ning glanced at the beautiful handwriting on the test paper, then turned around and handed the test paper to Xia An.

Then she said the first words between her and the heroine in this world.

Xia An took the test paper and said softly, "Thank you."

Jiang Ning smiled, revealing a shallow dimple on one side of her face: "You're welcome."

Jiang Ning looked at the heroine who now looked like a little white rabbit, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Know people, know faces, but don’t know hearts!

Then, Jiang Ning listened to Lao Li's comments on her test paper for another ten minutes, and praised her unstintingly.

Jiang Ning listened to Lao Li's compliments with a shy smile, while feeling the burning gaze on her cheek.

Jiang Ning thought: Can't you bear it right after you got here?

The Chinese class that made Jiang Ning blush finally ended.

During the break, Jiang Ning lay on the table to rest.

I heard the heated discussions in the class while I was half asleep.

Jiang Ning raised his head and asked his deskmate what happened.

"Qi Qi, what are you discussing?"

Shen Wenqi lay on the table like a boneless person, staring blankly at one place, but his vision was scattered, as if his soul had been stolen.

With a crying face, she said to Jiang Ning: "Ning Ning, the results of the opening exam are out."

Jiang Ning suddenly woke up: "Is the transcript out?"

She looked up to the side of the blackboard and saw a group of people crowded there to check their grades.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Some people were overjoyed after seeing the results, while others were devastated like Shen Wenqi.

Jiang Ning moved her feet and was about to stand up to see how the original owner's grades were, when she heard the class bell ring. She had no choice but to retract her foot.

This is an English class, and the homeroom teacher Zhou Qing is their English teacher.

Zhou Qing is a fashionable and capable woman in her thirties. People in the class call her "Sister Qing".

At this moment, Sister Qing walked into the classroom wearing high heels.

Before he even stepped onto the podium, he said with a straight face, "I am very dissatisfied with everyone's results in this exam."

The class was silent for a moment.

The students who have just seen their results are still immersed in their own emotions of joy or sadness.

"It looks like everyone had a good summer."

Sister Qing rested one hand on the desk: "Although our class's average score is still the first this time, you should have seen what your scores are like."

Sister Qing looked around at the students who were lowering their heads and looked like little cabbages hit by frost.

She turned around and softened her tone. She often used this tactic of first suppressing and then praising.

"But don't be discouraged by this exam. Just work harder next time, okay?"

The students were frightened by her sullen face time and time again, but were also encouraged by her few words time and time again.

As soon as Sister Qing finished speaking, everyone said in unison: "Okay—"

Jiang Ning was still getting used to Sister Qing's teaching method of giving a sweet reward after a slap in the face, when she heard Sister Qing calling her.

"Jiang Ning..."

Jiang Ning stood up in shock, feeling inexplicably worried.

"If your English grades were better, wouldn't you be in the top ten for sure?"

Jiang Ning saw Sister Qing holding an A4 paper, which should be a report card.

She sighed inwardly. She had just been praised to high heaven by Mr. Li in the last class, but now she was criticized in this class.

The original owner really gave her a big surprise.

"Your English is not even half as good as your Chinese. I was just talking to Teacher Li about this. Oh, I am really worried about you."

Sister Qing's face was full of pity for Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning widened her eyes slightly. He didn’t even get half of the score in Chinese, which meant he didn’t even get 70 points?

She lowered her head slightly, avoiding eye contact with the teacher, and struggled to digest this fact.

After all, Jiang Ning was a top 2 undergraduate and master's graduate, having completed her master's degree at the age of 22.

I really have no experience with this kind of situation!

Sister Qing on the podium seemed to have finally expressed her feelings, but this time she did not let Jiang Ning figure it out on her own as she did in the first year of high school.

She said, "Huaian, your English grades have always been good, how about you tutor Jiang Ning privately?"

Yu Huaian, who was called unexpectedly, sat in the last row of the classroom near the corridor.

He stood up and looked at Jiang Ning, who turned back to look at him because of the teacher's words, across most of the classroom.

The girl, who had been standing there for nearly five minutes, had slightly red cheeks and even her fair neck was pink.

In his sight, the girl's round eyes when she looked back at him reminded him inexplicably of the ragdoll cat he raised.

Yu Huaian’s mind moved.

He looked at Sister Qing: "Okay, teacher, I will help classmate Jiang Ning."

Sister Qing smiled with satisfaction: "Okay."

Then he looked at Jiang Ning again, looked into her big, shy eyes, said nothing more, and raised his hand to motion for her to sit down.

Jiang Ning said "Thank you, teacher" and sat down.