Chapter III Second Draw

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The total score of English is 150. Song Yan remembers that he got the best test and 75 points. That is to say, his best test is 15 points behind the passing line.

The papers were also slightly ink-scented. After writing their names, Song Yan did not start to do the questions immediately. Instead, he browsed the following questions and found that most of them were not too difficult.

Take a deep breath and start working on the problem.

I finished two pages of paper in one breath. This feeling was very comfortable. I stretched my waist and twisted my slightly sour neck. Song Yan continued to do the exercises.

He didn't know, but his eyes were on him.

In Hansa's impression, Song Yan always frowns and bites her pen in every exam. She is the first time that she has seen such fluent problem-solving as today.

"Did he just fill in the answers?

When she thought of this, she felt disappointed, but she couldn't help curiosity and went to the last row to stand.

It's only 20 minutes since the exam began. Song Yan has finished the title of two pages of the paper and started to do the third page.

Then, her eyes fell on the answer of Song Yan. After browsing roughly, she could not help flashing an unexpected color on her face, because the correct rate of Song Yan reached more than 90%.

"How is this possible?"

She subconsciously thought that Song Yan had done this test paper, but she immediately denied the idea, because this test paper was the one she arranged last night, and printed this morning, there is no possibility of discharging the test, and this is only a common test, also do not steal the test paper.

In order to find out the reason, Hansa took root at Song Yan's desk.

When Hansa arrived, Song Yan knew it, because Hansa had a unique fragrance, delicate fragrance with a trace of elegance, very good smell.

At first he was nervous, but gradually he sank into the pleasure of answering questions and even forgot Hansa's existence.

But Han Sha is more and more surprised, because Song Yan has already answered all the questions of her composition, and she has made a general assessment in her mind, the score has reached more than 90 points, if you add the score of her composition, it should not be difficult to get 100 points.

As far as she knows, Song Yan never passed the English exam.

Teachers of all disciplines did not like Song Yan's inkstone problem very much. Even Yan Weimin, the head teacher of the class, said that Song Yan was a rat's shit when he mentioned Song Yan's inkstone in private.

But she doesn't think so. In her opinion, there are no Dumb Students in the world, only those who don't want to study. So she has been very patient with students and pays attention to their interest cultivation.

When Song Yan finished her composition, Hansa left silently. Although Song Yan's composition was not praiseworthy, at least there were no problems in grammar and vocabulary. It was also moderate. Even if the strict teacher changed the topic, it could give 15 points. If it was relaxed, it would be impossible to get 20 points.

At the end of the exam, Hansa returned to her office with her paper in her arms. She first took out Song Yan's paper and revised it.

After the revision, looking at the score on the paper, she could not help showing a satisfied smile. The result was not amazing, but it was much better than Song Yan's usual achievement.

Suddenly, her heart moved and she wanted to ask Song Yan why his achievements had improved so much.

After the English exam, Song Yan went to the toilet to put water, subconsciously adjusted the system interface. Suddenly, his eyes were full, because he found that the column of fame value had changed, the original fame value was 9, and now it has become 10.

It seems that he hasn't done anything sensational today.

"Is it Mr. Hansa?" Song Yan thought of a possibility, it seems that my test results should have a lot of improvement, otherwise Mr. Han Sha will not have a sense of identity with me.

"Haha, I don't know if the results of this exam will make my classmates have a sense of identity with me!"

For a while, Song Yan had some expectations that the exam results would be announced earlier.

It seems that the last class this afternoon is also an English class. Maybe the exam results will be published in the afternoon.

Think of here, Song Yan's mood becomes particularly happy, the mouth is humming a minor.

On the third floor, a pair of eyes stared at Song Yan coming out of the toilet with hatred and murmured, "Song Yan, after school today, I will let you know the end of offending me!"

In Song Yan's expectation, today's last lesson finally arrived. Teacher Hansa of Meimei came into the classroom with the revised English test paper.

Her eyes stopped for a little while on Song Yan before she began to say, "This examination is not very good on the whole, but there are also some students who perform better and play very well!

Mr. Song Yan, please come up and take your test paper."

"OK."

Song Yan rose from his seat and came to the platform. He took his test paper from Hansa with a smile and looked subconsciously at the score.

"Full 106 points!"

Although this score is only moderate in the class, after all, he used magic to remember the textbooks of Senior Three and Senior Two. If he remembered both Senior One and Junior Middle School, his grades would certainly improve a lot.

"Do you know how many marks Song Yan has scored this time?" Hansa asked the students below.

Everyone knows that Song Yan's performance is very bad. Listen to Han Sha's question, everyone subconsciously recognizes that.

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