With the care of a first-class chief sergeant and the appreciation of a world-class sniper, as long as she doesn't raise herself, she can work out a bright future with her own skills.

How many fathers and fathers dream of having a son in a poor family? By chance, the deputy mayor Ye doesn't know.

The bell of the first class had already sounded. Accompanied by principal Chen, Xia Jinyuan took the soldiers to the jeep and left the town middle school for the army.

At this time, Ye Jian has already started the first question of mathematics test.

It's just a small test for the teacher to know the students' learning situation in one month. The invigilator is the math teacher of the class, a female math teacher with black glasses and extremely strict dress.

She came straight after Ye Jian wrote. Miss Ke just reminded her to pay more attention to Ye Jian.

Isn't it possible for students to cheat when the head teacher reminds them so?

When she came over with a serious expression, she saw that Ye Jian was holding a pen, and then she wrote down the answer on the test paper with a pause. In a few steps, she wrote at least five questions!

And other students! Still on draft paper!

Mr. Yang, who hated the iron but could not bear the anger, came back. Instead of speaking, she stood beside Ye Jian and stared at the test paper seriously.

Just a few seconds later, I saw her serious eyes moving slightly. I was surprised to see Ye Jian. I saw that she still didn't use the draft paper to write the correct answer.

This is a calculation?!

Ye Jian looks up at Miss Yang who is standing beside her. She smiles and continues to write.

"It's a good thing to be able to calculate in mind, but we should pay attention to it so as not to lose points carelessly." Mr. Yang slightly bent over and gently reminded the students that the smile was clear. "After that, it's better to check it again."

At this time, Ye Jian has finished all the work. Teacher Yang, who knows the answer well in her heart, has given her a full mark.

Put away her papers and ask Ye Jian to talk outside the classroom.

When Xie Sifeng saw this, she smiled scornfully on her face. What happened? Is not still a fool who can't do anything? Proud of what! Hum!

All the students in the class are used to the idea that Ye Jian should hand in the paper ahead of time. Almost all of them have the same idea: the last one or Ye Jian, you can't be wrong.

Both math classes are used for exams, and Ye Jian, who has talked with Mr. Yang, has already had a rest in her bedroom.

When the P.E. class was cancelled in the afternoon, Mr. Yang came in with the math test paper in his arms. He read a person's name in the students' uneasy eyes and asked him to come up and take the paper.

"According to the old rules, students with full marks report their scores." Although Mr. Yang is rigorous, he is a teacher who takes great care of students' self-esteem Zhang Wenjin 100 points An Jiaxin 100 points... "

The first ones are the top math students in the class. When Ye Jian's name is given, it's like a mistake. No one takes it seriously.

Because Ye Jian was the last one to hand out the test paper, she was directly left at the lectern by Miss Yang as soon as she went up.

Mr. Yang pushed his eyes down the bridge of his nose, looked at the student with his head bowed seriously, and said in a deep voice: "this time, I would like to praise Ye Jian, one hundred points. I watched her with my own eyes, controlled the time within 30 minutes, and wrote all the papers."

"Take back what you don't believe on your face. If you can't do it yourself, don't naive think that Ye Jian can't do it. Where you can't see it, she's been trying in silence. "

Side head, opposite leaf Jane way: "lend your mathematics book, notebook to the teacher."