Chapter 502 Sour Plum Secret Love 37
Nanyun City is gradually welcoming early winter. The students are wearing thick coats over their thin school uniforms, and each of them looks like a fat doll, very bloated.
Some students no longer wore school uniforms and changed into their own thick clothes.
This season is quite cold, and except for Mondays when the flag is raised, the teachers who check the school uniforms will turn a blind eye.
The monthly exam results were released the day after the students returned to school.
After every monthly exam, the Honor Roll of No. 20 Middle School is updated and the top students in the grade are put on the Honor Roll, which always attracts a lot of onlookers.
This time it was no surprise. As soon as the notice was posted, students swarmed over like little fish.
There was a crowd of people in front of the honor roll.
The students in the back row had to stand on tiptoe to see it.
Just as the students in the back row were tiptoeing, a cry of surprise erupted from the students in the front row.
"Zhou Zexing's two-year reign as number one has been broken!"
"Li Lingyao is first. Li Lingyao's score is 20 points higher than Zhou Zexing's. She got first place!"
"Isn't she an art student? How come she is so good at studying? Is she going to die?"
The news that Lingyao ranked first in the grade soon spread to Class 7.
Huang Xiumin, the head teacher of Class 7, walked up to the podium with the test paper in her arms.
Her face was unusually rosy and full of life.
"First of all, congratulations to Li Lingyao from our class for achieving excellent results this time..."
Huang Xiumin spoke eloquently, praising Lingyao from all aspects.
Finally, my mouth felt a little dry, so I stopped, still unscrewing the lid of the thermos and taking a sip of wolfberry tea.
He glanced at the people in the audience and added slowly.
"You all need to learn from Li Lingyao. We have the same teacher and the same courses. She has only been here for one semester and has already ranked first in the grade. Who says that the learning atmosphere in our class seven is not good?"
Students from Class 7: ...There's no need to flatter Class 7 so much. What does Li Lingyao's first place in the exam have to do with which class she is in?
Huang Xiumin glanced at the audience who were unusually quiet and nodded with satisfaction.
I hope that Class 7 can regain their confidence in learning under the leadership of Lingyao.
From now on, I’ll punch Class 2 and kick Class 1!
Huang Xiumin took out the piece of paper from the book and pushed up the glasses on her nose.
"Now that the monthly exam results are out, it's time to adjust the seats in our class. This is the adjusted seating chart. You will adjust your seats within this week."
Like a stone falling into a calm lake, creating ripples.
The quiet students in Class 7 suddenly began to whisper to each other.
Huang Xiumin looked at Lingyao's position and smiled lovingly.
A teacher had told her before that it was inappropriate for Lingyao to sit in the last row, especially with Zhou Xun as her deskmate.
They are both good-looking boys and girls, so it's easy for them to make mistakes.
Sudden adjustments to positions may have a negative impact on students' psychology.
Seeing that the monthly exam was approaching, she left the matter of changing seats until after the exam.
At this time, Li Lingyao was not the only student who changed seats for a legitimate reason.
It's reasonable and logical.
Zhou Xun, who was sitting in the audience, was still doing his homework with his head down. He learned from Wang Jialiang early this morning that Lingyao ranked first in grades.
When I looked at my own ranking which was outside the top 100, I felt ashamed.
So I spent the whole morning doing the homework I missed.
Until I heard Huang Xiumin on the stage announce the seat change.
Zhou Xun paused with his pen, all kinds of thoughts running through his mind, and he couldn't write any more.
He simply threw away the pen and buried his head in his arms.
After a while, he raised his head again and turned to look at Lingyao beside him.
Lingyao was holding a book in her hand and flipping through the pages very quickly, as if she was joking.
When Huang Xiumin said she wanted to change seats, she didn't react much.
Zhou Xun tilted his head in his arms, staring at her with his dark eyes.
"Aren't you worried?"
"What are you worried about?" Lingyao's eyes were still on the book, and her tone was neither cold nor hot.
Zhou Xun pursed his lips, and his fingers, casually placed on the table, tightly grasped the edge of the book.
She was top of the grade, so it was only natural for the teacher to move her to the front.
It's good enough that she can still stay in Class 7 instead of transferring directly to Class 1.
Seeing that no one was there to comfort him, Zhou Xun held onto his book and comforted himself for half an hour.
Half an hour later, Zhou Xun raised his hand and put it on Chen Chi's shoulder. His voice sounded weak, as if he had been punched by someone.
"Hasn't your family enrolled you in a few cram schools? Is there any one that can help you get into the top ten in your grade next month?"
Chen Chi: "Yes?"
Zhou Xun: “Which one?”
Chen Chi had a blank expression on his face: "There is a mafia organization that can help you stop the top ten students in the school from entering the school gate before the exam, including the invigilator in your exam room!"
Zhou Xun:?
Zhou Xun helplessly lay back down. Wang Jialiang in the front row heard the noise and his ears twitched slightly.
He turned around while Huang Xiumin on the stage was not paying attention.
He gave Zhou Xun a yellow card warning: "Brother Xun, you've already made it into the top 300 in this exam. Where's the kid who was supposed to be at the bottom? Now you're trying to secretly sign up for a cram school. That's simply too sinful!"
Wang Jialiang's performance declined a bit this time, but since he had basically no room for decline, it didn't seem very obvious.
There are more than 800 of them.
He originally thought it was okay, but after looking around and not finding Zhou Xun's name, he realized something was wrong.
When the Wang family saw Zhou Xun’s name at position 266, their heart was broken!
Chen Chi was also "disappointed" because he attended cram school and ranked more than 500th in the exam.
When he heard that Zhou Xun had to sign up for cram school, he felt even more heartbroken.
Xun Ge and Chen Chi just turned around and left, leaving him alone at the bottom as the hot kid.
No! ! ! !
Amid Wang Jialiang's sad glare, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.
As Huang Xiumin left the classroom, the students swarmed around the podium.
I leaned over to the seating chart posted next to the blackboard and looked for my name.
"Ah! I actually sit at the same table with the discipline committee member."
"Great, my seat is next to the window."
“My position hasn’t changed.”
Suddenly someone in the crowd whispered.
"Zhou Xun's position has changed. Don't they never change their positions?"
Because after each monthly exam, Zhou Xun and others' positions basically remain unchanged, including Chen Chi and Wang Jialiang.
So Chen Chi and Wang Jialiang had no intention of going closer to take a look.
Until I heard this.
Wang Jialiang jumped up from his seat, rushed to the stage with quick steps and waving hands, squeezed into the crowd and almost fell down.
Brother Xun really went too far this time. It’s bad enough that he studied behind his brothers’ backs, but why did he even change positions behind their backs?
Do you still want your position as one of the three most outcasts on campus?
Wang Jialiang bravely rushed to the front row, the position closest to the blackboard.
His eyes scanned the seating chart like a laser.
Lingyao, Zhou Xun, Wang Jialiang, Chen Chi.
Oh, fortunately, Brother Xun did not abandon his revolutionary comrades.
They also sat together.
Wang Jialiang breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, he raised his head again and looked back.
No, damn, how did they get to sit in the first row!!!