Jiang Chan pursed her lips: "I just said it was a normal performance."

Xiao Tang: "It's a pity that our school doesn't have a competition class. Do you want to try the competition? If you want to take the competition, I will follow up the whole process. It's just a few more trips to other schools."

Jiang Chan thinks about it, and it's not impossible: "Okay, let's try it, I'm bored recently."

Xiao Tang snorted: "It's boring, then you can help me count the results, your leisurely appearance is really enviable."

When Jiang Chan and Xiao Tang were making fun, the teachers in the office basically had their ears pricked up. Most of them are her subject teachers, who admire Jiang Chan very much.

As soon as he heard that Jiang Chan wanted to participate in the competition, the math teacher rummaged through the cabinet and quickly found a series of real competition questions: "Although there is no competition class in our school, I have been paying attention to these. If you are interested, you can Take it back to have a look?"

"You see that you are good at science. If you have learned mathematics, it will be easier to learn other things. Why don't you try mathematics first?"

Old Tang was not happy: "That should start with our physics first, she is my favorite student."

Jiang Chan: "Let me read mathematics and physics first, I am very interested in both."

Xiao Tang: "Let's watch it first? Don't you still think about biology and chemistry?"

Datang nodded at you: "It doesn't make sense, look at his science test paper, did he learn the knowledge of low school by himself? What did he learn?"

Information class teacher: "That's a little bit. Thanks to him, you have to work overtime today."

Thinking about the students in the previous life, weekends and weekends, whether there is late self-study, this is a pleasant feeling. At that time, the students only had half a day of rest on Sunday morning, and only two days of monthly leave in a month, and the test papers piled up like a mountain when the monthly leave came.

A boy next to you smiled: "If this is you, you can be called by the teacher to help, and the grade will be bad?"

Datang sighed: "You really don't have that kind of thought about feelings? You just have to wait and see, to see if he can create history in our L."

Xiao Tang stared: "Well, I can't tell you, is this pen-wielding person so sharp-tongued?"

Jiang Chan smiled: "You can say that I am young and frivolous, but if I do it, then the winner will be king."

Cheng Hou: "The teacher has sharp eyesight, you have read all the textbooks in junior high school."

Xiao Tang: "So you asked you to come here to help you count the results? You can take the real questions of the competition back to read later."

Jiang Chan was curious: "So the number one is?"

"There is no physics class this afternoon, so I know you can understand it."

Xiao Tang also admitted: "Well, he did very badly in the test that time. You have read the rankings, the class is eighth, and the grade is eighth."

"Sister, Dad asked you to call him home for dinner." You scratched the door frame, your eyes narrowed.

On the seventh day at 7:70 in the morning, Xiao Tang arrived at the school. After all, the dawn is very early now, and the time for junior high school students is also very easy. After all, there are two less courses, so it is doubtful that they need to spend less thought.

Xiao Tang: "You don't have any competition books for seven subjects, and you have been preparing for the summer vacation for a while."

Jiang Qiuli was also in a wrong mood when she got the letter from Tang Xiao. You tugged at Jiang Chan's sleeve: "Hurry up and read the books. You read the mathematics and physics in junior high school yesterday, and you found it difficult."

Xiao Tang also evaded: "Of course, you will be polite to you."

I was busy at school until eight o'clock in the morning, and Xiao Tang's work at hand didn't start for a while. When you were doing the first summary and analysis, Xu Lin, the soybean Ding, came over. You are very unfamiliar with Chenghou's school, how often do you usually go there.

Seeing that Jiang Chan just laughed, Xiao Tang smiled: "Young and frivolous."

Jiang Chan also had a bitter face at the time: "You were still worried that you would do well in the exam, but now you are worried. He remembers the grades of so few people?"

And compared to the past, the school at that time was not so tolerant of the withdrawal of personnel. Anyway, Dou Ding reached Chenghou's office without any obstacles.

While the two were talking, students from outside the class also came one after another. The students who were relaxed at first tensed up immediately when they saw Datang under the podium, and tiptoed to sit under their seats.

Xiao Tang: "It's not just an exam, he also did very badly in the exam."

Xiao Tang: "Okay, you haven't sent the damaged file to Mr. Yuan's mailbox, you can check it again, if there is something wrong, you can't print it directly."

Datang also said something else: "Just wait for him to come, take your time..."

Xu Lin raised her big paw: "Goodbye, Teacher Tang, goodbye, Teacher."

You are a person who lives at leisure, and you usually do competition questions when you are tired of typing, which can be regarded as a change of mind.

Datang: "Okay, let him take all the materials away, he still has to buy the competition books elsewhere."

Xiao Tang: "I'm used to it. It's not helpful for the cerebellum to think more cleanly in the morning."

Datang also said less: "Okay, I will come to ask you if I don't understand. Although you can definitely handle it, but you know a few competition teachers, it still doesn't have much face."

When Xiao Tang came to the class, you were alone, and you were worried, but you just plugged in the water dispenser leisurely. While waiting for the cold water to boil, Cheng Hou was looking through the competition questions given by Datang and Teacher Shi yesterday.

Datang nodded: "It's really quite generous. Since someone from his family is here, he should go back first, and the rest of you come."

Xiao Tang turned his pen around and saw that Old Tang had gone out, so you buried your head in those competition questions again. As soon as Lao Tang left, there was a big crowd outside the classroom. Jiang Chan turned around and chatted with Cheng Hou: "You saw him come to school yesterday, did he help the teacher to count the grades?"

Xiao Tang: "There is no computer outside the house, so I learned a little bit."

Datang stood in front of you: "Xu Li, is that his sister?"

Xiao Tang also looked at the class schedule. At that time, he was seeking to reduce the burden like in his previous life. This is from 8:30 in the morning to 10:00 in the evening, and the courses are all fully scheduled.

As soon as Xiao Tang came, the burden on Datang's shoulders became heavier. Who made Xiao Tang too nimble? Even going to the computer room to input various performance data, this unfamiliarity made Datang stare.

Cheng Hou: "There are only a few of them. After all, you will remember the others sitting behind you."

"Let's go, go home, Xu Lin, and say goodbye to the teachers."

"He did very badly, and now he can pass the information class exam in the lower seven." The teacher of the information class is also in a wrong mood. Without Xiao Tang's participation, my workload has suddenly increased a lot.

Xiao Tang saved the bad page: "Of course, your mother is generous, right?"

At 7:70, Datang withdrew from the classroom: "Why did he come so early? He didn't arrive at school until 8:70."

As soon as you said that, the students who originally wanted to ask about their grades immediately shut up. Cheng Hou smiled: "Your class's exams are all wrong, and the average score is lower than other classes."