Chapter 125 Exam

This is a bit unexpected. Wen Yan knows how bad Yan Na's grades are, and how bad Jin Heng's grades must be to make her say "extremely bad".

Tsk, I made a mistake.

Wen Yan glanced sideways at the person involved, but the latter was just standing next to the cement pillar, clutching the shoulder strap of his schoolbag with both hands, his head lowered and silent, all alone.From his angle, he could only see the top of Jin Heng's dark hair.

The school bell in Chongming had already rang, and the bad boys who were beating up Jiang Shaolong finally stopped. Xu Meng couldn't see Jiang Shaolong's cowardly look, so he kicked the man to bits, and then, as if he was tired of playing, he waved his hands with a smile.:"let's go."

It seems like a great favor.

Jiang Shaolong would be a fool if he stayed any longer. He picked up his schoolbag on the ground and crawled away. Before leaving, he glared at Jin Heng fiercely.

Xu Meng slapped the basketball on the ground twice: "Let's go, Brother Yan, it's time for class."

Wen Yan jumped down from the concrete pillar, light and neat, and made a soft sound when he landed. However, he had no intention of giving up. He gripped Jin Heng's hair with an expressionless face, forcing him to raise his head and look at him, with no emotion.He said: "You just bumped into me, you know?"

Jin Heng couldn't say that he bumped into it intentionally. He raised his head following Wen Yan's strength. His facial features, which had always been in shadow, suddenly became clear under the scorching sun. He was so good-looking that he was no worse than the stars on TV..

Yan Na couldn't help but take a second look.

Jin Heng was surrounded by these bad boys, as sudden as a drop of white ink falling into black water. He looked panicked, but it made people feel that he was not as panicked as he appeared on the inside. His eyelashes trembled, and he looked at the news.Yan whispered three words: "I'm sorry."

Then he added: "Thank you..."

When he said this, he looked silly and a little serious. When Wen Yan heard the next few words, he quietly raised his eyebrows. The group of delinquent boys probably thought it was strange, and they all looked at each other.

The ears of the gangsters in the streets are always filled with only curses. When others scold them, they also scold others. It is not the worst, only the worse. It is the first time in my life that I heard someone thank them. How should I say, it is weird.

The air was silent for about two or three seconds.

Wen Yan smiled contemptuously, turned his head and blew out the cigarette in his mouth. Just like last time, he patted Jin Heng's face with a crisp voice. His eyes were darker and whiter, and they were sinister and sharp. He said, "I'm sorry."Already?"

Sorry is useful, why are they fighting?

Damn, his waist still hurts.

#The last sentence is the key point#

A gangster next to him said, "Forget it, Brother Yan. He doesn't look like a rich man. He's a waste of time."

By saying this, it seemed like they were picking people to kidnap and extort.

Wen Yan glanced at the gangster: "You want you to pretend to be a good person here?"

The gangster smiled and said, "I'm really kind."

Jin Heng looked at his thin arms and legs, and looked very weak. It would be pointless to bully them. Although they were gangsters, there were thresholds and requirements for fighting.

Wen Yan was too lazy to find trouble, he just wanted to scare Jin Heng. Hearing this, he let go of his hand, frowned and said one word: "Get out."

Jin Heng stood still, as if he didn't react.

Xu Meng patted the basketball and reminded him: "You can leave."

Jin Heng still didn't move.

Wen Yan was about to go to school. When he saw this, he raised his eyelids and wondered if this person was a fool or deaf. He was about to say something when he saw Jin Heng suddenly walked up to him and whispered.He said seriously: "I can follow you."

Or, I want to follow you...

Jin Heng's figure is tall and thin, as tall and straight as an aspen tree. When he stands in front of Wen Yan against the light, a large shadow is cast. If he looks directly at him, he will be frowned by the strong sun if he is not paying attention.

Wen Yan unconsciously took a step back because he found that Jin Heng was actually taller than him: "..."

So fucking annoying.

Wen Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Jin Heng's height calmly: "Follow me? What are you doing?"

This was just a place where bad gangsters gathered to fight. Did he think it was the heroes of Liangshan who gathered to revolt, and they recruited their younger brothers?

Jin Heng grasped the shoulder strap of his schoolbag, his school uniform was clean. This action made him look like a good student. He pursed his lips and said, "I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Wen Yan sneered. He was most annoyed by such words, because he asked Jin Heng to die, and Jin Heng would definitely not go. He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall casually: "You'd better not say such things., because if I take it seriously and you fail to do it, you will die miserably."

After saying this, he sneered and turned around and walked into the school. Seeing this, the bad boys also followed him in in twos and threes. The place where people gathered just now became empty instantly.

The security guard closed the school gate.

Jin Heng stood there, thinking about what Wen Yan had just said, and rubbed the corners of his lips with his fair fingertips.

A miserable death?

But Wen Yan was much worse than him in his previous life.

Jin Heng smiled and looked a little strange. He saw their figures drifting away. After a moment, he turned around and left. After all, he still had to study.

He is about to enter the third year of high school, and time is visibly tight. Basically, all the secondary courses have been filled by the main courses. When the head teacher, Mr. Yang, walked into the classroom with papers in his arms, the students complained and sighed.

Teacher Yang frowned and knocked on the table with her pointer. Although she was the class teacher of Class 6, she also taught English to Class 2. The difference in scores between the two classes was really big: "Yesterday you and Class 2 took the same test.paper, but the overall score difference between the top three is about 30 points. Today I asked your physical education teacher for a lesson to talk about the key question types."

The results of Class 6 have been very stable.What do we mean by front and back results? There are always only a few people in the top three, there are always only a few people at the bottom of the crane, and only those in the middle will occasionally move up or down the rankings, but they can be completely ignored.

The grades of Class 6 were too poor, and there were a lot of things yesterday. Teacher Yang did not correct all the papers. She only selected a few with good grades to make slight corrections, and sent the rest: "I cast the answers on the screen.On the blackboard, the deskmates reviewed each other’s mistakes, circled the key wrong questions, and corrected them on the wrong question set.”

After she finished speaking, she handed the papers to the study committee members and distributed them. She looked around the classroom and frowned when she saw a few empty seats at the back: "Who is not here today?"

As the squad leader, Tang Guo was responsible for taking the call. Hearing this, he stood up from his seat hesitantly and said: "Teacher Yang, Jiang Shaolong, Yan Na, Jiang Binbin are not here, and... there is also Jin Heng."

Forget the first three, they are habitual offenders who are late and absent from class. Why didn't Jin Heng come? Teacher Yang frowned and was about to say something when a voice suddenly sounded outside the classroom door: "Teacher..."

Teacher Yang looked along and saw Jin Heng standing outside the door. He looked him up and down, nodded for him to come in, and softened his tone: "Why are you late?"

As the class teacher, she is fairly familiar with the situation in the class, but it is impossible for her to be so thoughtful all the time.

Jin Heng was originally lowering his eyes. After hearing this, he raised his head, glanced at Jiang Shaolong's empty seat, pursed his lips and said, "I got up late..."

Teacher Yang watched his movements in his eyes and frowned even more. He had obviously heard about Jiang Shaolong's bullying. He planned to ask about the situation carefully after class was over: "Go back to your seat and sit down. The lecture will begin soon.".”

Jin Heng nodded and sat back down. There was yesterday's English test paper on the table. Apart from the handwriting on the answers, there were no traces of any marking.

My deskmate Wang Hai explained: "Teacher Yang didn't change anything, so we asked each other to criticize each other."

He was a thin, dark little man who was always bullied. After speaking, he took away Jin Heng's paper and exchanged the papers.Teacher Yang used a screen projector to put the answers on the blackboard, but because the camera angle was wrong, the picture was not very clear and was still being adjusted.

Jin Heng took out a red pen from the pencil case, took off the cap, and took a rough look at Wang Hai's paper. He got nearly half of the multiple-choice questions wrong. The cloze that followed was barely readable, but the grammar of the essay was upside down.Coupled with the scrawled handwriting, you can already predict how terrible the score will be.

Jin Heng circled his wrong question with a red pen, gave a score in the upper right corner, then spread his school uniform jacket on the table and lay down to sleep.So many things happened yesterday that I almost had no sleep all night.

Teacher Yang finally adjusted the projector and began to talk about the answers to the paper. Wang Hai accidentally glanced to the side and saw that Jin Heng actually fell asleep in class, and he couldn't help but feel surprised.

Although Jin Heng's grades were mediocre in the past, he was a good and well-behaved student. He never arrived late or left early. He had nothing to do with sleeping in class.

Wang Hai didn't have a good relationship with him. He didn't say anything to remind him when he saw this. He just took his paper back and planned to correct it himself. Who would have thought that it had already been marked and he only got six out of a full score of 150.Thirteen points.

Wang Hai: "?!!"

There is a kind of person who is obviously a bad student, but every time he takes an exam and waits for the results to be announced, he will have an inexplicable expectation.Wang Hai is this kind of person. He felt that he answered the question yesterday quite well. He had to score more than 80 points no matter what, but the result was only a mere 60 points.

The first thought in Wang Hai's mind was that Jin Heng was correcting blindly, and a sudden irritation arose in his heart. He took a red pen and corrected his paper again according to the answers posted on the whiteboard. However, no matter how he checked, he was surprised.The discovery was sixty-three.

Jin Heng was still sleeping. He was in the most inconspicuous position in the corner, so that Teacher Yang couldn't notice it. The sun shone slanting in from the window, and the dark hair was coated with a layer of golden light, and the dust was faintly visible.

Wang Hai felt incredible. He looked at Jin Heng's paper. The fonts were neat and the paper was clean. It was the kind of test paper that the marking teacher liked best. He marked it one by one with a red pen. Except for the composition, he was not sure whether to deduct points., there is not a single mistake elsewhere.

Isn't this kid a copycat?

Wang Hai suddenly had this idea in his mind. After hesitating for a while, he still pushed Jin Heng to wake up: "Jin Heng, Jin Heng, don't sleep."

Jin Heng couldn't sleep at all in such an environment. He just closed his eyes and rested his mind. After hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Wang Hai. He obviously had no expression, but those eyes made people feel inexplicably cold.

Jin Heng asked: "What's wrong?"

Wang Hai whispered: "Did you get the answers to this paper in advance? Don't copy it so obviously. Teacher Yang will collect it for reading later, so you should quickly correct a few questions."

The most important thing is: "Where did you get your answer? Show it to me next time."

For students who have not yet entered society, the biggest mountain hanging over their heads is nothing more than exams and grades.

Jin Heng raised his eyes and saw Wang Hai with an expectant look on his face. He pulled his paper back without saying anything, making it difficult for people to understand the meaning hidden in this move.

When the class was about to end, Yan Na arrived late. However, she was not as honest as Jin Heng. She entered directly through the front door. Instead, she sneaked into her seat through the back door and sat down. The teacher was too busy to care., even if I saw it, I would still do the same old trick. I was forced to stand and ask the parents to talk, which was not painful or itchy.

After the bell rang, Teacher Yang collected the papers and sat on the podium, flipping through them one by one. She did not leave, because the next class was still hers. The students walked out of the classroom in twos and threes, either to buy snacks or to go to the toilet..

There was a thin girl who was surrounded by a few girls in the class in the corridor, and then she was dragged to the toilet by her hair. The books on her place were scratched to pieces, and some small items were thrown from the table.animal carcasses, half-drunk Coke, the water level rose, and mop water was poured into it.

Jin Heng watched quietly, his pupils reflecting a series of scenes, but he was just as if he had watched a tragic but not touching movie, indifferent and aloof from the incident.

System's round body landed on the window sill, and he asked blankly: "Why are they doing this?"

Jin Heng turned his head to look at it and slowly raised his lips: "I want to know too."

He also wanted to know.

Teacher Yang was reading the paper on the podium, but it was obvious that Class 6 did not do well in the exam. Her brows were also wrinkled little by little, and she could not relax for a long time. She turned over the paper in a hurry, but as if she suddenly saw something, andI went back a few times and finally pulled out an unmarked paper.

This paper is so clean that there is no trace of modification, the handwriting is neat and beautiful, and the multiple choice fill-in-the-blanks in the front are all correct. Teacher Yang looked at the composition again, not a single information point was missed, the grammar is completely correct, and it can even be used as a marked answer.

Her brows finally relaxed, but when she looked at the name column, she frowned slightly.