"Tingting, Zhao Yu is right. Let's go back." Wang Li pulls Xu Tingting: "besides, Tingting, if I remember correctly, with the other five people in Qiao Nan's bedroom, the exam was not bad, only Tang mengran was the worst, but also 88." In other words, where to go and Zheng Lingling are all in the ninth ten!

Special, the good students are all in a crowd?

Thinking of her eighty-five, Wang Li swallowed a hot and intact dumpling that she had never chewed. She stuck it in her heart. She could not swallow it. She could not spit it out. She was so miserable. What kind of class representative is she? Shame!

"Tingting, if you are free at ordinary times, you can make up the lessons for me. My score is too ugly."

"Make up..." Xu Tingting shakes her hands and wants to say what to make up for. She doesn't have that American time and this Kung Fu. She might as well spend more time thinking about how to score 100 points next time and catch up with Qiao Nan.

But thinking that Wang Li is still useful to her, Xu Tingting put up with her temper: "it's impossible to mend. I don't know what problems you have. Well, it's still the same as before. If you have something you don't understand, you come to me and I'll teach you, OK? "

"All right." Wang Li also knows that her requirements are too difficult. After all, many things, in addition to mastering basic knowledge, most of them have to be flexibly used by herself.

"Let's have a rest after class and have some activities." Xu Tingting and Wang lijiai came back, and Miss Liu announced the break directly.

Hearing Miss Liu's words, Zheng Lingling surrounded Qiao Nan first: "Nan Nan, come here, show us your achievements, give us a good stimulation, let us have the motivation to work hard."

"Nannan, thanks to you, I can still get eighty-eight points this time. Fortunately, my little butt is saved now, so I don't need to stir fry meat with bamboo shoots." Tang mengran said that the students in class one are really abnormal. This is high school. Her 88 can only be regarded as a middle grade, which is too depressing.

"I'm ninety-three." Fang Fang pushed down her glasses, obviously very satisfied with the result. Fang Fang is more good at arts and science. Fang Fang has been working hard to prevent it from lowering the achievements of Arts and causing the phenomenon of partial subjects.

I didn't expect that she would make such great progress in science this semester. She should write a composition: "on the importance of having a good roommate"!

"Zhu Baoguo, let's change our position." He Yun blinked at Zhu Baoguo. She had heard before that Zhu Baoguo's achievements were terrible, not to mention Pingcheng high school, and she couldn't even go to high school. The reason why they can become classmates today is that Zhu Baoguo is all taught by Qiao Nan alone. She thinks it's false, but now it seems that it's true.

The average score of mathematics in their class is the highest, and the average score of their dormitory is also the highest!

"Do you think I will?" Zhu Baoguo resisted the impulse and didn't beat him in the face. How to move, grab the position?!

"Shit, pervert!" Zheng Lingling simply took it in her hand. When she saw Qiao Nan's score, she could not help swearing: "Qiao Nan, do you want to stimulate us to death? I know you must have done well in the exam, but don't overdo it! "

"How much?"

"How much?!"

Fang Fang and he Yun stretched their necks to see the results of the exam. Fang Fang didn't see anything else. He saw that the questions on the back of Qiao Nan were all "brushed" red hooks, and there was no fork even for the additional questions. Suddenly, they had a general idea.

Zheng Lingling is right, dead pervert!

Tao Zhenqin finally saw it, then sighed: "should I be happy or happy to have such a student as a roommate?"

Fang Fang straightened her glasses, and a calculating smile appeared in her eyes: "there is a free little teacher, of course, who should be happy, happy and happy!" She asked herself that she was better than Zhu Baoguo.

"What's the score?" Hearing such a lively discussion, many people couldn't help being curious and crowded over.

"This is a test paper without fork. What's your score?"

"Full mark? Shit As a junior high school math Prince's boy said he was hit, said good into high school, girls will be poor in science?

"Without a fork, how about adding a question?" Another boy in the class also asked, not for anything else. His examination paper had a fork, but he added a correct answer, adding five more points.

"What is no fork? Good mathematics and mathematics, and don't give all the knowledge of Chinese back to the teacher. " Tang mengran rolled his eyes: "OK, you don't have to fight to death any more. Nannan's achievement this time, you are beyond hopelessness. Next time, please hurry up."

Xu Tingting's 2B pencil lead was broken by her forceful pressing. Who said, it's only a math course. There are several other courses in the back. She only missed Qiao Nan by five, as long as other subjects, she was better than Qiao Nan in the exam, how could she surpass Qiao Nan!!

Unfortunately, today is the weekend evening self-study time. Apart from the announcement of Miss Liu's math results, the teachers of other subjects did not come and did not issue papers.

So the answer that Xu Tingting is eager to know must be known only after waiting for a night."Why is my quilt wet?!" After returning to the bedroom, Zhao Yu wanted to make a quilt shop. Who knew that when he touched the quilt, he was wet: "say, who did it? Believe it or not, I'll go to see Aunt SuGuan? Don't think you're really OK. You bully me. I'm not afraid to make a big deal. After that, what kind of excellent class cadres and three good students do you want to comment on

Anyway, she can't make it. The people in the dormitory have offended her so badly that everyone can't think of it better!

Wang Li's reaction is the biggest. In addition to Xu Tingting, who is the Deputy monitor in the dormitory, Wang Li has become a class representative and the head of the dormitory. She has the opportunity to comment on something.

After taking a bath, Xu Tingting came out with her clean wet clothes. Her slight waist twisted and said insincerely, "Zhao Yu, you are back. Don't be angry. I'm going to tell you. I accidentally wet your quilt. When I was carrying water, my feet slipped and my heart didn't pour it. Fortunately, it's September, not cold, not December. It's not a big problem. I'll tell you I'm sorry. "

"You did it on purpose!" Zhao Yu is not a three-year-old kid. He had a bad time when he was studying at night. This happened at night. Xu Tingting said that he didn't mean it. Zhao Yu believed that he had seen a ghost.