**

Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School revised the papers very quickly.

On Monday, basically all the scores have come out.

The first class in the morning was Lu Lingxi, and today Zhang Shize was rarely late.

As soon as Lu Lingxi entered the class, she handed the test papers at hand to the class representative and asked her to send them.

This Chinese test paper is pretty good. The Chinese scores of people in Class 15 have always been good. The average score of the 150-point paper reached 106 points.

Fourteen points more than Class 8, which ranked second in average score.

After class, Lu Lingxi took the test paper and looked at Bai Zi's position.

The girl was wearing a blue and white school uniform and pulled out the exercise bank as soon as the get out of class was finished. She covered her eyelashes. The sunlight outside the window fell on her eyebrows and eyes, gentle and elegant, holding a pen and lowering her eyes to practice questions quietly.

Lu Lingxi looked at her for a long time before speaking: "Bai Su, come out with me."

Bai Feng was slightly surprised, she put down her pen and followed Lu Lingxi to the corridor.

"Baishou," Lu Lingxi looked at Baishou, "Can you tell me what you think of the composition?"

"Composition?" Bai Feng looked up slightly, thought for a moment, and admitted his mistake, "Teacher, I'm sorry."

Her eyelashes drooped, and she was obedient and admitted her mistake.

Lu Lingxi couldn't say anything at once, and slowed down his voice: "It's okay, you pay attention next time, especially during the college entrance examination."

"I understand, teacher." Bai Fu nodded.

Lu Lingxi smiled and patted her head again.

She was a little taller, so she lowered her head slightly, allowing Lu Lingxi to successfully pat her head, "Go back."

After Bai Shi returned, Zhang Shize and others came over. The people were full of confusion, "What's Ma Lu looking for you?"

"Tell me about my composition." Bai Shi sat back lazily, bent one leg casually, and opened the notebook again.

"Composition?" Zhang Shize was surprised, "Your composition is off topic? No way."

This composition is simple.

As he said that, he took the Chinese answer sheet that Bai Zi put casually on the table-

No more, no less, 90 points.

This time, the Chinese language is simple, and Zhang Shize has 109 points.

"Why are you 90?" Zhang Shize didn't believe it. Looking at the answer sheet in front of her, there was nothing wrong with it. Why is it 90?

It doesn't fit her identity at all.

Lu Xiaohan also came over to see it and nodded wildly: "What's going on? Is there any point or not?"

Yang Lin also listened carefully.

Until Zhang Shize turned around.

This time the composition is very simple, the topic composition-

【Give up is also a kind of beauty】

The topic is very simple, and under normal circumstances, no one will off topic. Even Zhang Shize scored 40 high in essays with 60 points.

However, Bai Zi only wrote one line of words—

[I will not give up. Even if I am in a sea of ​​swords and fire, I will die calmly. There will be no regret on my epitaph.]

It is obviously the most well-behaved handwriting, with strokes and strokes.

It seems to be printed from the book, regular and pleasing to the eye.

However, Lu Xiaohan and others saw the arbitraryness of the regular handwriting in these handwriting.

Every stroke and ink are all the backbone.

There is only a large "0" character that has been corrected next to it.

Even Zhang Shize, a poor student, has never seen anyone dare to write an essay like this during the monthly exam.

Classmate, would you be a little too arrogant to write an essay like this?

Zhang Shize looked at the front table, and she was lowering her head and counting the numbers casually.

He suddenly felt that this was something she could do.

"Ah." Lu Xiaohan touched his nose and borrowed Bai Zi's test paper to learn words.

**

The last morning is a physics class.

During the break, the comprehensive science test paper was handed out.

Zhang Shize glanced at the 110 points in front of the table, then looked at his 186, and began to show off again in surprise.

He whispered to the back desk: "This time the physics teacher will never attack me again..."

The physics teacher rolled the test paper into a cylinder with one hand and held the thermos in the other hand, and walked in slowly.

While he asked someone to wipe the blackboard, he unscrewed the thermos cup and said coldly, "This physics test paper has a very different level. Some people get the full score of 110, and some people get the 39 points in 110."

Zhang Shize opened his eyes wide and poked Bai Shi's shoulder in disbelief: "Damn, someone has a physical score of 110, it must be me..."

Before he finished speaking, the physics teacher glanced at him coldly, "I'm talking about you, Zhang Shize! Your deskmate and the table in front of you are 110, Yang Lin also has 97 points, the average score of the whole class in physics is 70, and the lowest score of 37 points in the grade is challenging my career?"

"You're also disturbing your front desk!" The physics teacher smashed a piece of chalk, "Sit down for me!"

Zhang Shize: "..."

He looked at Bai Zi in disbelief.

No, your total score is only 110?

Why is physics 110?

What about chemistry and biology?

ah?!

This is simply ridiculous than Chinese composition!

After saying that, the physics teacher looked at Bai Zi with a smile again. His surprise was not without. This time, physics was difficult, and several top students did well in the exam.

But what he didn't expect was that this classmate Bai Zi who changed his literature and science could also get full marks.

Thinking about it, the physics teacher felt a pity, why didn’t he just turn around in the second year of high school?

In this way, participating in two physics competitions can also gain the opportunity to submit.

get out of class ended.

For lunch, Bai Zi Yang Lin Lu Xiaohan and four girls from the entertainment committee members.

"Bai Su, we will try the stage later. The student union will see it," said the entertainment committee member to Bai Su, "Changjian has arrived in the morning. I will go to the communication room to get the express delivery later."

"Okay." Bai Fu nodded.

Zhang Shize and a group of girls finished speaking before coming over with his own meal.

Looking at Bai Zi resentfully, "So you haven't finished what you said..."

Bai Feng skillfully divided half of the dishes in the bowl to Yang Lin. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Shize, his tone was slow, "I really didn't write about biology and chemistry."

"Physics 110," Lu Xiaohan looked at Bai Zi with wide eyes, "How did you take the exam? I heard that there are only four full marks in the school, so why don't you write about biology and chemistry?"

Bai Shi lowered her eyes and ate slowly.

After swallowing the meal, she looked up at Lu Xiaohan. Her almond eyes were particularly clear, so it was natural: "I haven't learned it yet."

Everyone in the table: “…?”

6.

**

At midday.

School auditorium.

When Bai Zi and Lu Xiaohan and the others went there, there were many people in the auditorium.

"Lu Xiaohan, are you here?" The Minister of the Student Union's Literature and Art Department greeted them with a smile, "Wait a minute, and you will be there after the rehearsal of the previous sketches."

Bai Zi found a seat and sat down, held her headphones and the word book to start memorizing the words.

"Why are there so many people today?" Lu Xiaohan looked at the auditorium with a bunch of boys sitting there.

The minister of the Literature and Art Department whispered: "Didn't you read the post? Ren Wanxuan is coming to rehearse, they are all waiting for her."

Lu Xiaohan: “…Oh.”

The minister talked to Lu Xiaohan, and Yu Guang peeked at Bai Zi who was memorizing the words: "Don't you really take her to the Literature and Art Department?"
To be continued...