Chapter 94

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There are no students with poor grades, only lazy students.

Historical sages have long told us that clumsy birds fly first and diligence can make up for clumsiness. Efforts must be useful. The difference is only in the size of this role.

"I'm not empty. I really think you have this ability. Come on, I'll wait for your challenge."

Maybe it's because the holiday is coming soon. Zhen Naifei's words are much more than usual.

"Feifei, I've made great progress, too. Why don't you encourage me."

Although Ma Yiming did not work hard like Gao mu, he made some progress under his influence and stimulation.

Gao Mu's attack has reached more than ten, and Ma Yiming has also stepped into the lower stratum of the middle reaches.

Compared with Gao mu, he made little progress, but compared with himself, it was also a small "rapid progress".

"OK, Ma Yiming, come on! I'm also waiting for you in the first place, waiting for you to challenge."

Zhen Naifei didn't mean to encourage, but when this came into Ma Yiming's ears, he was guilty and embarrassed.

Wait for him in the first place, wait for him to challenge?

Forget it, it will be difficult in the next life!

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When Wen Meiyu's iconic flat heeled leather shoes stepped on the ground, Zhen Naifei ran back to her seat like a rabbit. Ma Yiming almost drooled.

"Can you be a little promising? It's not your thing. Your wishful thinking is useless."

Gao Mu shook his head speechless, and his eyes were almost buttoned on Zhen Naifei.

"Why are you so sure I don't have a chance? It's not what you always say. People should have dreams. What if they don't have dreams is salted fish?"

Ma Yiming's mouth rises. Can't you touch it or see it?

"Hum, do you want to make a bet with me? I'm sure your dream will not come true. Why should you eat the dishes in other people's bowls?"

Gao Mu nodded deeply, meaning something!

"What a mess. Unmarried men and unmarried women are not married. This is opportunity. There are infinite possibilities."

Ma Yiming finally took back his eyes, only because Xie bin rushed into the back door of the classroom to block his eyes. At the moment Wen Meiyu entered the classroom, he sat back in his seat.

"Mr. Ma, do you have any misunderstanding about your understanding of infinite possibilities?"

Gao Mu put one finger out of each hand, crossed them together and made an X.

"Hey, hey, in this regard, I have nothing in common with you."

Ma Yiming has always felt that Zhen Naifei treats Gao Mu differently from other boys. Especially compared with him, he seems to be more gentle.

Similarly, Gao Mu treats Zhen Naifei differently from other girls. He seems unwilling to talk to her more and seems to be avoiding what?

Elm bumps, hard and ugly.

Anyway, he couldn't understand them and couldn't guess their ideas. He only knew that Gao Mu wouldn't rob women with him.

"Is everyone here?"

With a stack of papers and a folder in her hand, Wen Meiyu stood on the podium and looked around the classroom.

"It's all here."

Zhen Naifei, the monitor, answered on behalf of everyone.

She doesn't say that Wen Meiyu actually knows, but it's a habit. It's more ceremonial to answer.

"Since the students are here, I'll directly announce the results of the final exam!"

Wen Meiyu takes back her eyes, opens the folder, presses her hands on the podium, and the whole person leans forward slightly.

Today, she wears a brown skirt. What's more, she has never heard of myopia. Today, she even wears a pair of glasses.

Other students may not feel anything, but in Gao Mu's eyes, they definitely cooperate with this posture, adding a trace of sexy out of thin air.

"First let's talk about the changes in the total score and grade ranking of the class, and then focus on English. The specific information will be posted on the notice board in the corridor. Let's go and see it for ourselves later."

In the folder in front of Wen Meiyu, there was only a thin roster filled in.

"Zhen Naifei, with a total score of 603, is the first in class and the eleventh in grade. It's a little backward. Make a good adjustment during the holiday and continue to refuel next semester."

Zhen Naifei's grade ranking can generally stay in the top ten of the grade. It's unexpected and reasonable to fall to eleven this time.

For students like her, Wen Meiyu will not say more in the class. Generally, she will call the office for "cordial" communication, analysis and dialogue.

If students with poor grades, there will be no such treatment.

No way, even if Wen Meiyu pays more attention to fairness, it can't avoid favoring one over the other in reality. This is the reality.

"Yes."

Just one or two of the grade ranking dropped, Zhen Naifei's head was embarrassed and buried in his chest.

In fact, she also has a backward expectation. In fact, this ranking is better than she expected.

During this time, selling jewelry to make money inevitably takes up a lot of available time and inevitably affects learning.

She is selling things, others are learning and brushing questions. The impact of one step forward and one step back will not be small. Now she is just stepping back. In fact, she is still satisfied.

"Qianjiang is the second in the class, with a total score of 551 and grade 25. If you make progress, keep going."

Wen Meiyu continues, but compared with Zhen Naifei, that is the gap between faults.

There's no way. The students in ordinary classes have poor grades. It's an accident to have Zhen Naifei.

"Wu Hongxia... Ding min......"

According to the order of class ranking, names are reported one by one, with progress, retrogression, joy and sorrow.

"No. 10, Gao mu..."

To most of the surprise, Gao Mu's grades even entered the top ten of the class, just ten.

Although the total score and grade ranking are still poor compared with Zhen Naifei, personally speaking, this ranking is a milestone.

Because he had been out of the top ten in the previous weeks, he came and went back several times.

Sometimes it's thirteen, sometimes it's eleven, one in, two out, or three out and four in.

No matter how hard he tries, no matter how hard he plays, this result is in a circle back and forth, that is, he can't get into the top ten of the class.

Unexpectedly, the final exam of the semester broke through. Luck changed and surprises were always inadvertently.

Gao Mu Ka Shi, the most excited is not Wen Meiyu, nor Zhen Naifei, nor Gao Mu himself, but his best friend Ma Yiming.

"Ouye, Gao mu, you're so powerful that you're in the top ten. Ha ha, ha ha, you're so powerful that you deserve to be my deskmate."

Ma Yiming stood up, gave Gao Mu a affectionate hug, and twisted Ouye's ass several times.

Inside and outside the words, you are proud!

It's like Gao Mu's achievements are his credit.

"Get out!"

Gao Mu pushed Ma Yiming away. At this moment, he was very afraid. He was afraid that Ma Yiming would kiss him when he was excited.

In that case, he will not be excited to death, but disgusted to death.

Most of the students are envious, and more are numb and irrelevant.

Worried about one or two students whose grades are OK, but they are surpassed by Gao mu, they are very unhappy.

In particular, Wang Bin, once a professional in card No. 10 college, was not only squeezed out by Gao mu, but also slipped to No. 11. His resentment is the heaviest in his heart.

"What's the big deal? I was lucky enough to get the 10th place in the exam. It's like taking the first place. It's a big fuss."

He talked to himself, but let his deskmate hear him again.

"That's right. Look at the way he is successful. Wait until he falls out of the top ten in the next exam and see what his expression is."

Wang Bin's deskmate achievement is in the middle of the class. He envies Gao Mu's progress in his heart and is equally unhappy in his mouth.

"Didn't Zhen Naifei give him private lessons and food? Ghosts would believe that he could make such great progress by himself?"

For Gao Mu's progress, most people prefer to believe that Zhen Naifei is behind him, and few people are willing to admit his excellence.