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"How many points, 55?"

Yang Xuesen found it hard to believe, and the other teachers were equally dumbfounded.

A score of 50 or higher on a Chinese composition is considered excellent, and a score of 55 or higher is definitely at the top of the class. This requires not only accumulating various materials but also using them flexibly.

Could Chen Dong, that academic underachiever, really do that?

"I think 55 is a bit low."

As Zhou Houdong read and pondered, he analyzed, "This time I'm training you on narrative writing. Chen Dong's essay has a very clear theme, very vivid materials, a tight structure, and lively language. His personal style and thinking are both excellent. I can add two more points."

With a few quick strokes, Zhou Houdong gave a high score of 57.

"Let me see Lao Zhou. I just don't believe it."

Shuai Chaorong didn't quite believe it and reached out to Zhou Houdong for the essay.

"Hey old man, do you even know how to write an essay, you physics teacher?"

Other teachers joked around, but they all gathered around, including Yang Xuesen, all curious about what kind of essay Chen Dong could write that deserved such a high score from Teacher Zhou.

It's important to know that Mr. Zhou has very strict requirements for essays, almost always adhering to the high school entrance examination standards. Getting 57 points from him is no easy feat.

"Although I don't understand the essay grading criteria, this one is really good. Take a look." Shuai Chaorong scanned it a few times and handed it to the other teachers.

"Hey, this writing is really good."

"What's going on? How could Chen Dong write such a good essay?"

"Could it be copied from somewhere?"

Several teachers laughed.

"It's a narrative essay; I gave him the topic. Where did he copy it from?" Zhou Houdong dismissed this argument.

Yang Xuesen felt a sense of relief for some reason upon hearing this.

As long as it's not copied, that's good.

"Didn't Lao Yang say he begged and pleaded for so long yesterday to learn? It seems he was probably serious," a teacher joked with a smile.

"Even if it's not just a passing fad, there are only six months left until the college entrance exam, and that kid's foundation is too weak. Sigh~" Shuai Chaorong shook his head and sighed.

Yang Xuesen looked at the essay with mixed feelings.

He was very happy that Chen Dong could study hard and write such a good essay, but at the same time, Shuai Chaorong's words made him feel a little helpless. Time waits for no one.

How can Chen Dong pursue her?

"Old Zhou, judging from this essay, Chen Dong's Chinese language skills should have improved. You can give him some guidance if you have the chance." Yang Xuesen handed the essay back to Zhou Houdong.

If he can improve his Chinese score to over 100, and considering that his test scores yesterday were quite good, it shouldn't be difficult for him to improve to 70 or 80, which would be close to 200.

With good luck, the total score for the four subjects (science, English, and science) can reach around 120. If you improve a little more, even by just 30 to 50 points, the total score can exceed 350.

This score should be enough to get into a decent vocational college.

If Chen Dong could improve to this level within six months, he would even persuade Chen Dong to repeat a year of high school, as there would definitely be hope for him to get into university.

"Don't worry, Lao Yang, Chinese is half of Chen Dong's empire, I'll definitely make him work hard on it," Zhou Houdong said with a smile.

Chinese is not like math or science.

If you don't understand math, you really don't understand it; you can only write down a solution. In the combined science exam, you don't even have a chance to make things up. But it's different with Chinese. As long as you're not a foreigner, you can easily get some points.

Chen Dong's writing skills are at such a high level, so he must have improved in other areas as well. We should pay close attention to him and try to raise his Chinese score to three digits, or even above 120.

Then, hehe~

How can a student like Chen Dong, who is a poor student, improve his Chinese language score to this level and far surpass his other subjects? What does this mean?

How could any other teachers in the office hold their heads high in front of him?

……

Morning self-study session ends.

As soon as the bell rang, Chen Dong picked up the down jacket he had worn yesterday and headed to the first row, just as Ye Wanwan had finished packing up the test papers and dictionary to give to him.

"Brother Dong."

When Ye Wanwan's deskmate saw that it was Chen Dong, she tactfully gave up her seat without being asked.

"Thanks."

Chen Dong smiled and thanked her, then sat down and draped the down jacket over Ye Wanwan's shoulders. "Put the jacket on, don't feel embarrassed."

"I..." Ye Wanwan blushed slightly, wanting to refuse.

Chen Dong didn't give her a chance to speak, and said with a smile, "It's so cold outside, what if you catch a cold and get sick? Not only will it interfere with your studies, but Mo Zi and I will have to take care of you."

He was well aware of Ye Wanwan's living environment, coupled with her inferiority complex and timid personality. She didn't like to bother others no matter what happened, let alone tutor Chen Dong now.

If she gets sick, it will not only delay the tutoring, but also cause trouble for Chen Dong and Liu Yumo, so she definitely doesn't want that to happen.

And these words did have an effect. Ye Wanwan, who had originally wanted to refuse, obediently put on the down jacket, lowered her head slightly, blushed, and said thank you.

"I'm so hungry, do you have any steamed buns left?" Chen Dong asked, rubbing his stomach.

"have."

Without hesitation, Ye Wanwan unzipped her backpack and asked, "Brother Dong, how many do you want?"

"Do you have a few? I haven't had breakfast and I'm starving," Chen Dong said.

"I... I have four, I'll give them all to you." Hearing that Chen Dong hadn't eaten breakfast, Ye Wanwan gave him all four steamed buns without hesitation.

Although this was her lunch and dinner, Dong Ge hadn't eaten breakfast, so she couldn't let him go hungry.

As for her, we'll figure something out at noon.

"Very good."

Chen Dong's eyes lit up when he saw the steamed bun, as if he were really starving. He took a big bite and, although the bun was a bit cold, he felt as satisfied as if he were eating a delicacy.

Ye Wanwan looked at his satisfied expression, her watery eyes blinking and then curving into crescent moons.

She could tell that Dong Ge really didn't dislike the steamed buns.

Chen Dong certainly wouldn't complain; this was what he used to eat every day. Although he had more time to work part-time after graduating from high school and could eat a little better, he was still very frugal.

The taste of the steamed bun was so deeply ingrained in him that he couldn't possibly dislike it.

"Give me the test paper and dictionary." Chen Dong nodded at the test paper and dictionary on Ye Wanwan's table while munching on a steamed bun.

"Oh, okay~" Ye Wanwan picked it up and handed it to him.

"I'll do the test paper first in the morning, then continue studying the next unit and doing more practice questions. Could you grade my test paper at noon to see if there are any mistakes, and then we can continue tutoring the rest of the material?" Chen Dong said.

"Okay." Ye Wanwan nodded.

Chen Dong got up and walked to the back row without mentioning lunch to Ye Wanwan, since he had already given her the steamed buns and she had no other choice.

"Dong-ge, let's have lunch together."

In the back row, Jiang Lina found Liu Yumo chatting with her and then extended an invitation when she saw Chen Dong return.

"Are you treating?"

"It's my treat."

Jiang Lina laughed heartily, "To thank Brother Dong and Brother Mo for personally promoting my family's hair salon, I have to treat them to lunch."

"Publicity?" Chen Dong was a little confused.

Jiang Lina laughed and said, "Dong-ge, you don't know, after you got your haircuts yesterday at noon, Lao Zhai and the others followed. Last night it was even more popular, with many students from other classes coming and specifically asking for your hairstyles."

"A trend of short, choppy hair is about to sweep through Qingjiang Middle School."