Chapter 77

There will be a class meeting on Monday morning to discuss the seventh Cultural Festival of the private Dafu School Park.

Cultural Festival is a literary and artistic activity of opening to the outside world in the school park. It is generally divided into class exhibition and community exhibition. Class exhibitions are mostly in the form of shops, while community exhibitions display achievements, live performances or organize competitions according to the different characteristics of each community.

This is an annual grand campus activity, second only to the founding ceremony, and the freshmen in Colleges and universities are basically all 16 years old, which is the age when they love to join the fun and are full of interest. In addition, just after the exam, I was very relaxed. The whole class meeting was noisy, voting for projects and setting up a Cultural Festival Committee, which became a pot of porridge, while the class supervision teacher didn't show up at all and was tossed around by the students themselves.

However, it's none of Beiyuan Xiuji's business. He's ready to join the fun after these people have discussed it. He won't have any opinion about asking him to lift a table and move a few chairs - he's still buried in learning from himself. Although this academic evaluation is over, there will be another one two months later. Of course, he wants to keep one's throne.

Because of the Cultural Festival, people were floating in the classroom all morning, and as soon as the bell rang for the lunch break, these students began to get together and discuss again. In the morning, there was no winner or loser. Several activists were canvassing everywhere, including neitian Xiongma.

At this time, someone in the corridor shouted, "post the grade!"

As soon as the classroom was quiet, many people rushed out of the door. After all, ranking is more concerned.

Kithara xiuci also got up to go and see. He was still young and didn't have Xie Xuan's cultivation. He couldn't hold his breath. Shidao law and Uchida Xiongma caught up, so they went to see the results together.

Whether the private Dafu School Park protects students' privacy and self-esteem or not, the score ranking table is posted on the bulletin board in the middle of this floor, so that the top students can enjoy praise and the school dregs can know their shame and then be brave.

At present, there are many people in front of the bulletin board, and from time to time, there are praises such as "how powerful".

Uchida's male horse jumped off and shouted "let me have a look at the male horse". He opened the way first and led Beiyuan Xiuji and Shidao law into the crowd. Before reaching the bulletin board, Beiyuan Xiuji naturally looked at the first column at the top of the first one, then lowered his head, rubbed his eyes and looked again... What ghost?

Grade 1: Suzuki Naixi, class A for one year, 725 points?

He's a little confused. What's the situation? Didn't Suzuki Naixi come to class? Didn't you lie in the hospital at the beginning of school? She came to take the exam? Even if it comes to the exam, how do you get the full score? (the full score is 725)

He looked down again - grade two, Beiyuan xiuci, class B a year, 722 points

Three points short?! Beiyuan xiuci had a chest tightness and her face was a little ugly. At this time, there was a sigh in her ear: "the talented girl really deserves her name, Beiyuan Jun!"

"Genius girl?"

"Haven't Mr. Beiyuan heard of her? The intelligence quotient of the national standard is as high as 160, and there is only one genius among millions. Naixi Suzuki didn't expect her to come for the exam. I thought she wouldn't come." Shidao law's tone was full of envy, but in the twinkling of an eye, he looked at Mr. Beiyuan xiuci and said, "Mr. Beiyuan is also powerful. He is really a talented person, only three points short of her."

Shi Daolu doesn't think that he and Suzuki Naixi are the same people in the world and have no intention to compare with her. Moreover, he sincerely believes that the behavior of kithara xiuci, who almost achieved full marks, can be called a feat - the third place is 21 points away from kithara xiuci.

But Hideki kithara didn't think so. He looked at the 725 and was a little suspicious and puzzled.

It seems that there is only a difference of 3 points between the two sides, but what if Suzuki Naixi got this score because the test paper only got 725 points? How did this guy do it? Is the composition full?

Is there really a genius in the world?

When I returned to college, although there are two subjects that are a little unfit and lame, after all, they are only the examination in the first grade of senior high school. They also try their best to make up for it. There are plug-in body protectors, which have not been tested?

He was a little upset for a moment, but he could still hold his mind and not lose his attitude. He reluctantly smiled at Shi Daolu: "it's just good luck, thanks to the help of ah Lu." he didn't want to talk about this topic that made him sad. Instead, he asked, "by the way, how did ah Lu do in the exam?"

Style Island Law is a little embarrassed, "it is far inferior to Beiyuan Jun, but it has made progress compared with the admission results. I got 99 this time."

There are 450 students in the whole grade, and 99 are in the forefront. Xiuci Beiyuan smiled and said, "Congratulations, law."

The style Island Law smiled shyly and was even more embarrassed. He whispered, "it's the notes made by Beiyuan Jun. good. I've read it, and I know a lot in my mind. It's very efficient to learn."

He lent Beiyuan xiuci a lot of teaching materials for cram schools, and Beiyuan xiuci took notes every time and gave them back to him. He really benefited a lot, saved a lot of learning time, and improved learning efficiency in disguise.

However, Beiyuan xiuci felt that he actually took advantage of him. He didn't want to be polite to him. He looked left and right and asked, "where's the boy from Uchida?"

Shidao law also looked at it and said strangely, "it was still here just now." he said, led kithara xiuci to look back along the bulletin board and found it all the way. Finally, he saw the male horse of Uchida standing there shaking with a pale face and feeling a little unable to stand.

"Male horse, what's the matter?" Shidao law quickly helped him, and then looked for the name of male horse Uchida on the score sheet. Male horse Uchida murmured, "it's over, it's over, I'm dead."

Hideki kithara had better eyes. After scanning the list, she found the name of the male horse of Uchida - 275 points, 421, the standard bottom grade.

The style Island Law also saw it and said in surprise, "why did you lose more than 200?"

"So I'm dead!" neitian Xiongma wanted to cry without tears. "I felt very good during the exam."

The style Island Law punched him on the top of his head. He hated iron but not steel. He said angrily, "it's no use feeling good. You don't learn it at ordinary times. You only play and sleep all day!"

"What should I do now?" neida's face was gray. "My mother will kill me when she sees the report card!"

Kithara xiuci sighed. What can others do? He couldn't help it. He glanced at the score sheet again, looked for the name of Fukuzawa Xueli, and sighed. This was even worse, with a total score of 89450, the penultimate.

It seems that today is a good day to kill children and sisters. It's a terrible omen! Maybe many people will suffer from blood.

Shidao's law heart was relatively soft. He was held by the male horse of Uchida for help. After beating him a few punches, he said to Beiyuan xiuci: "Beiyuan Jun, I'm sorry, I can't have dinner together today. I'll take the male horse to the staff room to check the examination paper."

They still have some hope. What if they copy the wrong grades?

"Go, go!" in fact, Hideki kithara was not in the mood to eat, because she was not very happy - she lost her face this time, ate all the celebration banquet and got a second.

He squeezed out the crowd and began to walk around the campus to ease his sense of failure. He is also a human being and has made great efforts - in his study, the hang father plug-in is basically useless, and he can hardly brush off a little intelligence. He really learned it by himself, and he can recite the two teaching materials of lameness - but he still failed to achieve the expected results, and he is very uncomfortable.

He walked around like this for half an hour, and his mood finally began to calm down. There is still a chance. You can't be easily knocked down by failure and frustration. Summon up the courage to fight again next time! To recognize the reality, there are people in the world who are more talented and work harder than themselves. On this premise, they have to consider spitting old blood.

It's OK. I came to study abroad and won a second place. It's also a preliminary step into the elite class. Learn from experience, regroup and decide the victory or defeat again next time!

He made up his mind and comforted himself. He finally adjusted his mind. When he looked up, he found that he had come to the feeding area in the corner of the School Park - he was also one of the principals here. In grade one, each class had to send a person to take care of the small animals here, but he never came once.

He took a look inside and went straight in. He was going to sign a litter so that no one in the next class would say he hadn't done anything. When I went in and looked, I found that it was very big. There were small non aggressive animals such as rabbits, chickens, lambs and deer, which were surrounded by cages or fences. At the moment, there was a sound of bleating and yo yo.

Private schools are rich. It is estimated that school workers take care of them on weekdays. Otherwise, they only rely on students to fish for three days and dry their nets for five days. Here is either smelly or corpses everywhere.

He drew a name on the sign in book at the door and picked up a bag of feed. No matter what it was, he was ready to go in and sprinkle it casually for a change of mood, but he took two steps and turned a corner and found a small figure squatting in front of the rabbit cage.

He recognized at a glance that it was Fukuzawa Dongmei's little carrot head. There were few shorter than her in the whole school - she was squatting there with her skirt to feed the rabbit. When she heard the news, she suddenly turned around and shouted warily, "who is it?"

Her small face was stained with tears. Her two crescent eyes were swollen with tears. Even her small nose was red. Seeing that it was Beiyuan xiuci, she quickly wiped her face. Just now she cried too much secretly and couldn't wipe it clean. She suddenly became angry, threw the grass in her hand, stood up and shouted at him, "why, come here to laugh at me? Do you want to fight? I'm not afraid of you!"

Before she could speak, tears rolled in her own eyes. She stood there, clenched her fists, endured desperately, never showed weakness, bowed her small body, and her small face was full of stubbornness.

Damn it, I lost again. The boy is proud again!