All are quite correct.

Carambola was a little surprised, and even forgot to correct his homework with a red pen in his hand.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would be impossible for her to believe the facts in front of her. Is this Zhang Wanlin?

The students below saw Carambola looking at Zhang Wanlin's examination papers intently, and couldn't help being curious.

"Did the head teacher discover something?

So focused. "

"Could it be that you saw Zhang Wanlin's cheating answer?

But he didn't have the guts to cheat on stage. "

"Then what the teacher is looking at so earnestly? You look at her eyes as if they are shining bright."

... Ye Xiaoxue raised her head when she heard the sound, just to see the teacher turned her head to look at Zhang Wanlin's examination paper.

I have never seen a teacher pay attention to a person so much.

Zhang Wanlin said before that he was confident to get full marks, wouldn't it be true?

How could it be possible.

With his grades, he might not be able to throw it in a foreign country for reformation.

For Ye Xiaoxue to believe it, unless there are ghosts and gods in this world.

Carambola realized the whispers of the students below and patted the table and said, "What are you doing?

If you are finished, hand in the paper now. "

The classroom was quiet again.

The first class is over, and soon people are writing essays.

Zhang Wanlin had already finished writing, and checked the paper completely. If it weren't for the head teacher to watch, and it was too obvious to open it, he could finish it in about twenty minutes.

Although most of the questions were seen by Carambola, she still reminded: "Check more."

In my heart, I was shocked and inexplicably shocked.

I keep thinking, is it possible that this student didn't take the exam seriously before?

About halfway through the second class, someone finally came up to hand in the paper.

Is a famous schoolmaster in the class.

His name is Zhu Ziwen and he is only 16 years old this year.

According to reports, every morning the **** crows three times before getting up to endorse the book, and because there is no chicken in the city, he deliberately bought one.

Smell the chicken dance was performed vividly.

He is studying all the time.

I don’t even forget to bring a textbook when I go to the bathroom.

Now I still serialize novels on a certain website, and there are many readers.

The students are only envious.

"Ah, it's Zhu Ziwen's first paper.

This time the score is probably higher than 140. "

"In the liberal arts, Zhu Ziwen is the only one who can do this."

"you do not say."

Everyone's admiration was like a banner of honor, which made Zhu Ziwen puff up his chest, strutting his head, and being extraordinarily glorious.

Being a student is also a difficult thing.

Who is he most despised?

They belong to Zhang Wanlin's kind of people.

Don't worry about it, you want to cheat as soon as you get to the exam.

The average grade in the class is just behind them.

What a black sheep.

In his words, they should be expelled first.

Carambola changed Zhu Ziwen's test paper on the spot, and Zhang Wanlin looked at it boredly.

"Old Yang, I have finished checking and wiping."

"Ok.

Then you go down. "

Carambola took his paper directly, as if he couldn't wait to see it.

Zhang Wanlin walked down, causing another sigh in the class.

If Zhu Ziwen is admiring, then Zhang Wanlin must be demeaning.

"What? Hand in the paper so quickly, most of it must be in vain."

"Probably I can't write anymore, so I just handed it in."

"Yes, it's a waste of time, it's better to just hand it in."

...Zhang Wanlin was sitting next to Ye Xiaoxue, and at a glance she saw a question on the reading comprehension of her test paper was wrong.

"Xiaoxue, you did this wrong."

Ye Xiaoxue frowned, "Don't talk nonsense to me, a person who is about forty dared to talk to others?"

"If you don't believe it, then forget it."

Soon, by the end of get out of class time, the students turned in their papers one after another.

Zhao Hai complained: "It's over, it's over, it's definitely over this time.

The **** has to be plated this time. "

Although Lu Shuai was almost like that, he said, "It's okay, it's okay. Just ask the parents. It's not the first time."

Ye Xiaoxue hummed to Zhang Wanlin and said, "Zhang Wanlin, how about I call a truck to install things at your house this afternoon, okay?"

The implication is full of provocation.

"I don't know the answer yet, Xiaoxue, don't be too happy."

Zhang Wanlin said: "If I win.

First I will let you serve tea, and then I will beat you up again.

Finally, go to and from school every day, and then take charge of the shuttle. "

"You want to be beautiful!"

Ye Xiaoxue's eyes stared into copper bells.

Her family background is much better than the average petty bourgeoisie, plus the grace of her father, she is a queen at home.

Who dares to let her serve tea and water.

As for Bian her, a joke! "Then wait and see."

Zhang Wanlin gave a fascinating smile.

Reading in the morning on the second day, Carambola handed out examination papers to the students.

When I walked into the classroom, I took a look at Zhang Wanlin.

"Now the classmate whose name I read comes up to take the exam paper."

She said above, "Wang Ke, 120 points."

"Song Lin, 99."

"Ye Xiaoxue, 131."

..."Zhu Ziwen, 140."

When the grade was read, the whole class was in an uproar.

"Sure enough, 140.

The distance is only 10 points. "

"Really worthy of being a schoolmaster."

"How on earth did he do it, it turns out to be 140 every time."

"It's impossible for subjects like Chinese to get full marks. 140 is almost the ceiling."

.......Zhu Ziwen is like receiving an award on stage.

After reading the last few names, I finally read Ning Mengjie's name.

"Ning Mengjie, 145!"

Almost the whole class exploded.

A high score of 145, but crushed Zhu Ziwen by 5 points.

Before, Zhu Ziwen was firmly seated on the throne of liberal arts. It seems that this time it is going to be handed over.

"It's a transfer student, it's so amazing."

"Pretty and good grades, I'll go."

"It can't be compared, it can't be compared at all."

Ning Mengjie went up and took the test paper, just like a common thing, not caring at all.

It feels like no matter how high or low the score is, it won't affect her mood at this moment.

"Well, now I am going to announce the next most special ones."

Carambola announced.

You don't need to guess that it is Zhang Wanlin's three old fried dough sticks.

Zhao Hai's face was as gray as death.

Lu Shuai couldn't say how sad, but he was not very happy either.

As for Zhang Wanlin, looking at it from Ye Xiaoxue's point of view, this person was actually laughing.

Yes, I was laughing.

Is it because you can't accept the stimulus, which leads to emotional out-of-control, which in turn leads to behavioral disorders?

"Guess how many points the three of them will have?"

"I guess it should be thirty or forty. It can't be higher for fear that they will be proud."

"Haha, I think Zhang Wanlin should be 50. As for Zhao Hai, who is relatively worse, just 40."

Carambola said: "Zhao Hai, 48 points! I have arranged your parents."

"Lu Shuai 32, are you boring, still drawing pictures on the paper.

The same please parents. "

It's the last one.

Carambola said, "Today I will announce the last one."

"I hope everyone can learn from him, work hard, and take every exam seriously."

Everyone is strange.

Isn’t that Zhang Wanlin the last one?

Why did the teacher say that?