My Empress is My Bad Girl

Ugh.

I really don't want to see it.

Teacher Yang endured the intense discomfort, patiently, and looked to the first multiple-choice question.

Well, yes.

The second question is also correct.

Good luck.

The third way is right.

Fourth, fifth, sixth... all the way to the tenth multiple-choice question.

Teacher Yang touched the glasses.

After changing it for a long time, this is the first student with all multiple-choice questions.

It's kind of foolish.

Although he knew that Zhao Xiaojing was mostly guessing, Teacher Yang's mood was a little better.

Luck is also a kind of strength.

With this feeling, Teacher Yang looked at the next big question and filled in the blanks.

Oh?

Looking down one by one, they were all right.

Teacher Yang was surprised.

What's the situation?

Multiple-choice questions can still be guessed, how to guess fill-in-the-blank questions?

Teacher Yang rubbed his eyes and looked at the drawing and experimental inquiry questions below.

Also... all right.

Then there is the problem to be solved.

The process is clear and the answer is clear.

More standard than the standard answer.

Teacher Yang swallowed and read the paper carefully from beginning to end.

Full marks.

There are no errors.

He stared at the paper in a daze.

Teacher Ma, a physics teacher who teaches key classes, walked in and saw him look like this, and sighed in his heart: "Good Teacher Yang, what is it like to be tortured by students in poor class?"

He couldn't help but be grateful that he was assigned to a key class.

Although it is not as good as the results of the fourth middle school next door, in Ninghai's eleven classes, it steadily occupies the first place.

He took a bit of contentment to comfort Teacher Yang: "Old Yang, don't put too much pressure on it. It's all about this time. The students are also set, and it's useless for you to get angry."

Teacher Yang looked up at him with a strange expression.

Teacher Ma patted him on the shoulder: "Do your best and obey your destiny. Our teacher can't take the exam for the students."

"Um, Teacher Ma, my eyes are a bit dizzy, you look at this paper for me?" Teacher Yang stuffed the paper to him a little bit maliciously.

Teacher Ma is deeply sympathetic and obligatory: "It's okay, it just happens that I don't have anything to do right now. Teacher Yang, please rest, don't be angry, you will be very angry."

He unfolded the paper, sat down, and prepared to take a closer look at the paper that made Teacher Yang so angry that he was made by a god.

Zhao Xiaojing?

Isn't it the scumbag who kicked the school bully and became the new school bully?

Not to mention, since Zhao Xiaojing taught Zheng Zihao, the school has become much more stable.

Teacher Ma looked at the following topic, only to realize that it had already been reviewed.

Moreover, the red hook is full of papers.

He was a little surprised, and quickly scanned it from beginning to end. After confirming that it was an impeccable score, he looked up at Teacher Yang in doubt.

"This paper..."

"Our class, Zhao Xiaojing, did it." Teacher Yang seemed to be relieved, smiling and stretching his waist.

"Didn't Zhao Xiaojing only score more than 20 points in the test last time?"

"Who said that? That's mathematics. His physics is a dozen points more."

Isn't that only thirty?

Teacher Ma is a little speechless.

Teacher Yang grabbed the paper and laughed excitedly: "Talent, talent. I'm going to find Teacher Qian, I want to bet!"

Teacher Ma was dumbfounded.

what's the situation?

Was that Zhao Xiaojing getting through the second line of Ren Du?

It doesn't matter if you have a good grade in Chinese, can this physics also be greatly improved at will?

Teacher Yang took the paper, and utterly uttered in front of the other teachers.