Today, it's time to announce the results of the monthly examination.
Class 18 atmosphere, unprecedented dignified.
Even Zhang Xuewei, who has always been confident in her study, is nervously pinching Xiuquan and constantly looking at the corridor.
Class teacher Yang daoshen will take the monthly test results of the class, come from there.
In this regard, night Hong is not concerned about, is busy with the work in hand.
The importance of firewalls, of course, is that the earlier the better.
After all, every minute and second, the military secrets of the country may be being stolen.
Yehong, a child of Yan state, naturally did not want to see this scene.
Because the firewall did half and then came to Monday, Yehong had no choice but to bring his laptop to school and continue to do it during class time.
In the silent classroom, the sound of night Hong beating the keyboard is particularly abrupt.
From time to time, the monitor Chen Wentao looked at Yehong with deep disgust in his eyes.
Finally, in the public anxious waiting, class teacher Yang daoshen came late.
For his class students' first monthly examination, Yang daoshen is very important.
He wrote a long analysis report, which made a detailed analysis of the overall examination situation of the class, but he did not announce the class rank.
Finally, just when everyone's heart was about to collapse, Yang daoshen finally began to slowly unfold his score sheet.
"This time, the results of the examination were beyond the expectation of my teacher..."
Yang daoshen's eyes glanced at Yehong's position intentionally or unintentionally.
People can't help but be surprised that there are other people in the first place in the class?
With the learning ability that Yehong once showed, before this exam, people in class 18 agreed that Yehong's class was No.1.
Even the first year is not difficult for him.
However, looking at Yang daoshen's expression, it seems that there is something intriguing.
There were fifty students in the class, and Yang daoshen started from the last one.
The first people to be read their names are the countdown in the class.
Every time Yang daoshen pronounced a name, some people lowered their heads in shame.
"No. 49, Zhou Hao."
Zhou Hao heard his own ranking, but his face did not care, the slightest bit of consciousness of the penultimate.
Still clinging to a comic book, occasionally showing a dirty smile.
Yang daoshen shook his head. The little fat man was hopeless.
...
"the third place is Zhang Xuewei."
Zhang Xuewei heard her own place, suddenly showed a smile, can enter the top three has achieved her expected goal.
But he and she soon put away her smile and looked at Yang daoshen nervously.
At present, there are two places have not been announced, and Ye Hong's name has not yet appeared!
"Second place..." Yang daoshen pauses for a moment, "Night Hong."
"Hua --"
the class suddenly burst into an incredible uproar, and all eyes looked at Yehong.
"Ah Hong, did you miss the topic Zhang Xuewei asked with concern.
"Yehong, this shouldn't be your real ability. Please come on next time!"
Yang daoshen also hated the fact that iron was not made of steel.
"Good teacher."
Night Hong head also does not lift, double eyes tightly stare at the computer screen, hands mirage like continuous moving.
Yang daoshen's face stiffened and announced the last name on the list: "first place, Chen Wentao, the score just exceeds Yehong by one point."
There was a burst of applause in the class, but it was not very enthusiastic.
Chen Wentao's deskmate happened to be Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao looked at Chen Wentao in surprise: "you even defeated my master? Yes, sir. I have a new look at you