Zhou Lanping comforted Liu Liang, "in the future, we can't go to high school. My mother will open a small restaurant with you. With our beautiful skills, I'm afraid I can't make money. I don't know whether my career is high or low. As long as I can make money and support myself."
"OK."
Liu Liang didn't object. She really went to open a small restaurant, but she wanted to do something else.
After taking some things, Liu Liang walked to the school. When she arrived in the class, most of the people in the class came. She was the later ones.
"Liu Liang is here!"
Liu Lele beckoned to Liu Liang.
Liu Liang walked over and sat down beside her.
"Liu Liang, I told me that I had written one of those papers, but some of them couldn't. I found them all, and you'll tell me when I get there."
Liu Lele proudly raised her head. Fortunately, she resisted the temptation of the outside world. She always worked and rested like before. She got up at six o'clock, found a place for herself to run for half an hour, then came back to endorse, and then did the paper. She was lazy and used to play every day.
Liu Liang said that self-discipline is difficult to develop. Sometimes the habit of several years is destroyed because of the change of one day.
And she doesn't want to destroy her work and rest in recent months, because she knows that this is a good habit she has cultivated with great difficulty.
So she has been insisting. Of course, she is doing the paper every day. Otherwise, she has no face to face Liu Liang now.
"Here you are." Liu Liang gave Liu Lele what she was holding. Of course, she was kind.
"Can I not?"
Liu Lele knew what Liu Liang gave her? Liu Liang never gave her anything else. She only gave her books and papers. She can guarantee that this is the paper.
"See for yourself."
Liu Liang doesn't like to force others. She doesn't listen to good words. What she can't do depends on herself. Dog meat is destined not to be on the table. Whether Liu Lele wants to make dog meat or something else is up to her.
Liu Lele held the thing over and pinched it. Sure enough, it was the paper.
"These are enough for you to pass the time in winter vacation."
Liu Liang's next sentence can really make Liu Lele vomit blood.
Who passes the time by making papers?
"What about you?" Liu Lele flattened his mouth.
"I want to do something else."
Liu Liang, you look silly.
"Why don't you do the paper?"
Liu Lele felt very unfair. She didn't have a good winter vacation, and Liu Liang didn't want to be good, not to mention that Liu Liang let her live badly.
"I finished it at school."
Liu Liang holds up her chest. If you can keep up with me, you can do something else in the winter vacation.
She really didn't know why she was so obedient. She wanted to protest once, but she was obedient every time. She thought that she must have been abused by Liu Liang.
Just as she was still staring at the same pile of new papers, their head teacher, Mr. Qi, came in. He has always been a spiritless teacher. Today, he even smiled. Even walking is like the wind.
Is this the last but one in the exam, or is Mr. Wu stupid to be stimulated?
Many students touch their arms and always feel a little fluffy in their hearts.
Mr. Qi went to the podium and cleared his throat first.
"Students, your grades have come down."
This is a bunch of students. It's inexplicable. When did Mr. Qi start to take an unusual road? He used to send them his transcripts. Now how do you want to lead a speech?
Teacher Qi cleared his throat again. "This time our class's grades are very stable."
The word "stability" makes the students in class 6 feel cool.
Their class always counts down. Not only the scores of the whole class count down, but also the scores of everyone in their class. Even if they are the first and second in their class, they may be ranked in the 30th and 40th of the whole grade. If they fail in the exam, they may be behind the 50th.
Their class has stabilized their grades. Did they do badly in the exam?
But how did Mr. Qi laugh so happily that he wouldn't really be stimulated by the wind?
Teacher Qi holds the report card in both hands. You can find the trembling of her hands.
She looked around at the students below. Her last sight stopped on Liu Liang. It felt like a kind old mother.
"Although our class is neat and the results are still higher than those of other classes, our class has ranked first in a grade and tenth in a grade this time."
Miss Wu said happily that this was the most beautiful time that she had been a head teacher for so many years. When the school affairs meeting was held, the headmaster announced the results. When she was the first in her class, she seemed to be able to hear the voice of other teachers falling their chin. At that time, the voice was as beautiful as it could be.
Especially their expression like constipation, but they still want to say congratulations to her. Her heart is really very happy.
The first in the whole grade. What if she is the last in the row? As long as she is the first in the whole grade, she will have a bonus, not to mention that the tenth grade is also in her class. In addition, there are the first 24 and 35 grades. At last, she can have a good year.
The students at the bottom shouted like a fryer.
The first grade, their class even out of the first grade, but who is the first grade, is the English class representative Xie Xiaoli, or the monitor Xu Jiang.
They are the first and second in the class. Did they take any panacea this time? How could they be the first in the year at once?
The monitor looked at his classmates as soon as he saw him. In a hurry, he lowered his head. He can guarantee that he will not be the first in the grade.
This time, the math problem was obviously difficult. He didn't answer three questions correctly. They were all big questions, and his English was average. Otherwise, he couldn't stay in the top 20 of the grade every year, so he couldn't be the first.
Is it her?
Xu Jiang's eyes couldn't help looking at Xie Xiaoli, the representative of English class. Is she the first in grade this time?
But it's unlikely. Xie Xiaoli's other classes are OK, but math is very poor. He also heard that after taking the math test, Xie Xiaoli told people that she can't do many math problems and doesn't know if she can pass?
Is this true, or is she pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger
That English class metabolic Xiaoli raised her head high, as if she really got the first grade. She knew she played well this time because she pressed many questions correctly, but she didn't expect to get the first grade.