After Marriage With A Disabled Gangster [BL] [MTL] [✔]

CHAPTER 45; PART 2

As long as you don't interfere with his studies, Shen Ci doesn't matter what others think of him, and he didn't care about the bet with Liu Chao. He studied to get into Yanyin University and realize his dream, so he was not interested. Compete with a scumbag.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the monthly exam.

Because it was the first major exam in the third year of high school, it was a small test. My teacher attached great importance to this monthly exam. He kept reminding them that they were going to take the monthly exam many days before the exam. The most intuitive manifestation of a tense day is that more and more day students voluntarily come to the evening study.

But Shen Ci is an exception.

In his opinion, learning the piano is as important as Qin Yi, and cultural courses should be ranked behind the two.

After all, he has been in the third year of high school, and it is much easier to do it again than other students, so even if there are more and more homework, he will never finish writing until late. Take homework to write.

At home, there were only two things in total—practicing the piano and getting along with Qin Yi.

So not handing in homework has become a commonplace for him, and he will never see a person in his seat at the end of the repair. The teacher didn't say anything about it, but the classmates seemed to have a lot of opinions, especially those who looked down on him before. It's more certain that he is a poor student who came in by a relationship, and he is more and more confident that he won the bet.

After the monthly exam, the first grades were mathematics and English. In the first math class that morning, the class representative issued papers before the morning reading was over, and the class was suddenly covered by a cloud of early reading sounds. All became energetic and weak.

Shen Ci waited left and right, never waiting for his own papers, until the class representative finished the papers and prepared to go back to his seat, he hurriedly stopped the other party and asked, "Where are my papers?"

"It's all posted," the class representative was inexplicably, "Is there no one with you?"

Shen Ci shook his head.

"How is it possible," the class representative glanced around, "you are the only one missing? Did you send it wrong?-Let me see if there are any more papers on my desk."

There was a sound of turning over test papers in the classroom, but no one spoke. The class representative had to say, "Wait a minute, I will ask the teacher."

Before the class time, the mathematics teacher hadn't come here. When the class representative left the classroom, the class suddenly became confused, and some long-lost whispers came out:

"I didn't have his paper? Isn't it because the exam was too bad, and was left by the teacher to execute the sentence publicly, right?"

"I don't know, it's not the first time that Zhao has done this."

"It's really miserable, somehow save someone's face for the transfer students."

"A student who transfers to a class is not a repeater."

"Lao Zhao" refers to the mathematics teacher.

Shen Ci frowned. Seeing what they were talking about, he lost his confidence for a while, and clenched his fingers nervously.

Shouldn't it be?

This time, he didn't find it too difficult for the math papers, and he played regularly.

"Oh, Brother Chao actually has a paper? Didn't I get criticized by name?"

"Nonsense." Liu Chao's tone was quite triumphant, and he took the initiative to show the test paper to others.

"92? Oh my god, are you passing? Our super brother has risen up, this time it is expected to hit 450."

Shen Ci twitched at the corner of his mouth. He didn't know what was so good about passing the first pass. He pretended not to hear, and waited for the class representative to return.

Five minutes later, the class bell rang, and the class representative came back, but did not bring back his papers, but went straight back to his seat.

Shen Cizheng felt strange, he heard the voice of the mathematics teacher ringing at the door of the classroom. He was holding a test paper in his hand and was talking to people outside. It can be said that he smiled openly: "How is it? I just said that the students in our class are not worse than yours. This question is so difficult. Can some students in our class have done it, do you have it?"

I don't know which teacher is outside, and he smiled and said, "Yes, you have great students—I went to class."

It is well known that the old mathematics teacher has a bad temper, and there are more cursing than boasting. This is the first time he is so happy as today.

He stepped onto the podium and didn't even make the monitor stand up. He couldn't wait to say: "Today, I want to praise you. This monthly exam, the average math score of our six classes has not counted down for the first time. First, especially the two classmates Liu Chao and Zhou Yupeng, both passed this time. During this period of time, they have made great progress. They have made great progress. However, they can't be proud and continue to work hard. still have a chance."

Shen Ci glanced back and saw Liu Chaozheng looking at him, and smugly picked his chin at him, as if he wanted to announce that he had won.

Shen Ci retracted his gaze blankly and raised his hand.

The mathematician noticed him, as if he knew what he wanted to say: "Your paper is with me, don't worry."

Shen Ci had to put his hand down again.

Isn't it because you got a bad test and got detained? It's not like the old teacher's reaction.

"So, next I want to focus on complimenting classmate Shen Ci," the mathematics teacher spread out the test papers on the podium, "this time the last question of the big question, our math group deliberately came up with a difficult problem, just want to take the test. Your mastery of all the knowledge since high school for more than two years."

"The key class for this question was also taken. There are probably a dozen people who did it right. In our normal class, there are two in class five, and there is one in our class. The only one who did it right is classmate Shen Ci."

Shen Ci looked at the old teacher blankly.

So you don't want to scold him, but you want to praise him?

"Come, Shen Ci, take your paper," the mathematician picked up the test paper in his hand, and his eyes showed full appreciation. "The total score of the volume is also very high, 137, in our four liberal arts. Ranked second in the class, two points behind the first."

Shen Ci hasn't gotten over yet—what is the concept of 137? He had never had such a high score before.

He took the paper from the old master, and when he got back to his seat, he heard Liu Chao gritted his teeth: "How could it be 137..."

The boy sitting next to him was teasing him: "I said Brother Chao, we still can't do this, you 92, people 137, you can get away with 45 in one subject, 200 points are a bit overwhelming."

Liu Chao's face was green.