On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

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Cheng Doudou shook his head, "No... no, I'm still nervous... nervous."

The little time left in the college entrance examination is like a boulder hanging above the head, and it will slowly fall every day. No matter how heartless people are, they will be a little nervous. Jin Heng didn't know how to persuade him. It doesn't matter if there is pressure, there is motivation when there is pressure.

He didn't know what to think of, and took out a stack of exercise books printed with class fees from the drawer, a set of three pages, which collected most of the basic math questions.

Jin Heng took a copy and handed it to Cheng Doudou, "Write it during class break, and then correct it for me."

He would go to Cheng Doudou's house every weekend to help him make up lessons, and the hourly salary was not low. The latter's grades have also improved significantly, at least in every test can be stable in the top ten of the class, but the mathematics is still a little weak.

Cheng Doudou would only relax when he was doing the questions. His hard-working personality would feel guilty when he was free.

It is still useful for Mr. Cen to set up a study group. Individual students who are not strong in self-control will learn something more or less under the supervision of the group leader, and the class average has been raised a lot.

Jin Heng handed out the rest of the test questions. This is a classic question type that he selected after screening many test papers. As long as he is proficient, he will definitely get some basic scores, regardless of high scores.

Zou Kai has been practicing crazy exercises recently. When he saw what Jin Heng sent out, his eyes instantly turned into mosquito coils. He patted his face vigorously to wake up, and muttered to himself, "Wake up, wake up!"

Others are in the same situation as him.

Every day I study homework until early in the morning, and I have to get up to go to class early in the morning, all of them have panda eyes.

Seeing this, Jin Heng glanced at the test question in his hand, "Why don't you do it tomorrow?"

Before Zou Kai had time to answer, the other students cheered up after hearing the words, and hurriedly pressed the paper in Jin Heng's hand, for fear that he would regret it, "Don't, don't, just do it today, and finish today's work today."

"I can fight for another hundred years!"

"If Zou Kai doesn't do it, we will!"

Zou Kai was in a hurry, "Who the hell said I won't do it, come out!"

The environment can greatly affect a person. Although there are many scumbags in Class Nine, it is inevitable that it will be affected under the situation of per capita writing questions. In the past, their poor grades were partly because they didn't like studying, and partly because they couldn't find a direction.

It is difficult for the teacher to take everyone in the get out of class into account. Even if the task is completed after class, there is a high probability that they will not care about things outside the class. Some people who didn't listen to the lectures lived their days in a daze, accumulated more and more things they didn't know, and eventually gave up treatment altogether.

Jin Heng would assign questions every day, no more, no less, exactly twenty questions. At first glance, they are all very simple basic questions, but the difficulty rises slowly in a stepwise manner. The next day's questions will be changed and expanded on the basis of the previous day.

Some people scratch their heads and scratch their heads the more they do it later, because they have done it before, and there is no reason why they can't do it later. No one can deny that when a scumbag who has been studying for many years solves a difficult problem, the sense of accomplishment is unparalleled.

What's more, Jin Heng is now equivalent to sacrificing his own time to help them make up lessons for free, how many heartless people would refuse.

The thick stack of exercises was quickly divided up. When Mr. Cen walked into the classroom, he saw the students in the class immersed in writing the questions, and occasionally a few speakers were also discussing the questions, and he couldn't help feeling warm. But I don't know what to think of, and I frowned a little worriedly.

Jin Heng was giving a lecture to Yan Na, when he heard someone calling him, subconsciously followed the sound, but saw Mr. Cen standing at the door, beckoning to him, "Jin Heng, come out."

Yan Na took a sip of the milk tea and felt a little tired, so she put it back. For some reason, he raised his head and looked outside the door, "Why is the teacher looking for you?"

If you want to say who is the most worry-free student in this class, it must be Jin Heng. He is good at studying and well-behaved. He can be regarded as a model for the whole school and never makes trouble.

Jin Heng didn't know either, he quickly glanced at the next few questions behind Yan Na, and drew a circle on one of them, "This question is wrong, you should recalculate first, and I will look at it later."

After finishing speaking, he put down his pen and walked out of the classroom under the gaze of everyone in the class.

Seeing this, everyone discussed in low voices, "Teacher Cen's expression doesn't seem right, is something wrong?"

The study committee members were well-informed, "Jin Heng passed the top of class one in several exams. I heard that the teacher in class one wants to transfer him to the rocket class. Teacher Cen is not very willing and is still negotiating."

As soon as these words came out, it was like a boulder falling into the water, stirring up thousands of waves. Class Nine exploded, and even Yan Na was stunned for a moment.

"Damn, we finally got a top student in our class, but he's about to be transferred before his butt gets hot?"

"The school leaders are too aggressive. At the beginning they refused to break the rules and transfer Jin Heng to the rocket class. Now that his grades are stable, they changed their minds. He comes and goes when he is called. What do you think of Jin Heng? "

"The top students in Class 1 are not easy to mess with. What if he gets pushed in and gets pushed out?"

"I've finally made some progress with my bad grades, shit!"

Although Jin Heng is usually quiet and silent, he has to say that he has taken on the important task of studying in Class Nine by himself, and has become a backbone in a sense. If he is really transferred, let alone other things, the learning atmosphere will definitely collapse first.

Teacher Cen took Jin Heng to the grade office, because there was no one there at this time because the senior three classes were busy. She pulled up a chair and sat down, and at the same time motioned for Jin Heng to take a seat opposite, and then said after deliberating on her words, "Teacher, you have read the last few exams.

The test scores are very good. "

The rocket class is the key guarantee rate of No. 6 Middle School, but the top students at the top of the list are more or less weak in partial subjects. Only Jin Heng is stable in all subjects, and can even approach full marks when he performs exceptionally well.

Jin Heng didn't speak, just waiting for her next words,

Teacher Cen sighed, "Team Leader Miao discussed with the school leaders and wants to transfer you to their class. I haven't agreed yet, and I want to hear your opinion."

Although the learning environment is also a major factor affecting grades, Jin Heng obviously belongs to the type that is not affected. Teacher Cen didn't want him to be transferred in his heart, firstly because Class Nine and Rocket Class were very xenophobic, so under pressure he didn't answer.

In the final analysis, no matter how the school leaders decide, it still depends on the students themselves.

Jin Heng shook his head and refused, "No need."

Teacher Cen breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with concern, "Are you worried that you won't be able to adapt to the new environment?"

This question is purely redundant. Jin Heng has never wanted to integrate into any group. In fact, he has adapted well to being alone. "The ninth class is very good, there is no need to change."

Teacher Cen patted him on the shoulder, and said warmly, "Okay, the teacher knows what you think, and I will tell the school leader when the time comes. Class is about to start, so you go back to the classroom first."

Jin Heng nodded his thanks and left the office.

There are still a few minutes before class starts, but the corridor is empty, and through the glass windows, most of the students can be seen writing furiously. The temperature of the sun is so high that the green plants in the flower beds are all wilted. Jin Heng walked out of the office with some air-conditioning on his body, but it was dispelled by the heat after a while.

Class 9 is usually quite noisy when there is no teacher around, but today it is unexpectedly quiet. At least when Jin Heng walked into the class, he felt that the atmosphere was a little unusual, but he couldn't tell what was unusual, it was a little too quiet.

Jin Heng just thought it was because they were tired from the fuss and didn't care. He walked to the seat and was about to sit down, but someone suddenly asked straightforwardly, "Jin Heng, are you going to the rocket class?"

Jin Heng was stunned for a moment, then returned to his senses slightly, "Who said that?"

The man pointed to the school committee, "The school committee said."

The school committee lay innocently on the gun, blushed and pouted, "I heard what the teacher said."

Jin Heng didn't speak.

In the eyes of everyone, this gesture confirmed the rumors that he was going to transfer to the rocket class. Everyone was anxious and helpless, but there was no way to stop him.

As the old saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a mouse knows how to find a good place to dig a hole, let alone a human. During this period of time, Jin Heng's achievements are obvious to all. He was absolutely crushed when he went to Class 1, but he had to be in Class 9, a junior class, and no one wanted to change.

Although they don't want Jin Heng to leave, they can't stop him from making progress, can they?

Seeing that the people around him were silent, Zou Kai was afraid that Jin Heng would be embarrassed by himself, so he stood up bravely, coughed twice and said, "Well, it's good to go to the rocket class. If it wasn't because you missed the exam, you should have gone to the rocket class , is a good thing, a good thing..."

The rest of the students didn't say a word, thinking what a fart, they all looked at him resentfully, like abandoned wives.

Cheng Doudou is the stupid son of the landlord's family. Although he is a bit stupid, he is honest. He has been at the same table with Jin Heng for so long, and he has feelings for him. "Master, do you want us?"

Yan Na was drinking milk tea in the back, almost rolled her eyes when she heard this. Others don't know, she doesn't know, Jin Heng is not interested in the rocket class at all. Besides, Cen Qinghua from the first class has always regarded him as a thorn in his side, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for Jin Heng to go to the rocket class.

I don't usually notice that the members of Class Nine are so emotional?

With dozens of pairs of eyes sizing him up, Jin Heng sat down slowly in his seat, looked around, and then asked calmly, "Who said I'm going to the rocket class?"

Zou Kai was taken aback, "Huh? Didn't Teacher Cen call you to the office just now?"

Jin Heng took out the pen, pulled off the cover, and continued to write the unfinished paper just now. Hearing this, he hummed, "I'm looking for it. I didn't say I was going."

In other words, you think too much.

The scumbags in Class Nine were all shocked, did they make a mistake, Jin Heng refused to go where others would want to go? ! When they heard the news, they were happy, surprised, and guilty.

Jin Heng hadn't planned to go at all, it's a shame that they were so embarrassing just now!

Cheng Doudou asked eagerly, "Jin Heng, is it because of us that you didn't go?"

The rest of Class Nine also looked at him expectantly.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, no matter whether it is a boy or a girl, no one can escape the word "narcissism".

Jin Heng's pen tip paused, not knowing how to answer for a while, so he could only say slowly, "...you think it is."

Everyone in class nine! move! , please keep in mind:,