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The two ordinary arts classes are not normal, but there are still two science classes that are not...

"Teacher Zhu, Teacher Huang is in a difficult situation now."

Thinking that not a single student graduated from those two classes, some teachers were terribly scared after putting themselves in their shoes.

He Hongtao, you turned the teacher into a little hamster!

"I think we should be the ones who feel bad. Now, 20 candidates have been selected, and there are only 15 spots left for us to choose from..."

At this point, no one dared to joke about crossing the 50 mark.

The melon-eating problem is about to come to your head.

"Hello teachers, the copies are ready!"

A breathless new teacher hurried over, opened the door, and put a paper copy of the grades in front of Lao Mo, who was closest to the door.

Lao Mo glanced at Pan Xuan, and then the new teacher looked up, saw Pan Xuan with a frown on his face, and quickly handed the test paper over.

I'm a newbie, still not skilled enough.

"Dear teachers, Principal He said that after seeing the results, everyone should send them to him in private messages."

After saying this, he respectfully left the classroom.

A few older teachers also came up to Pan Xuan, wanting to take a look.

This list is based on the examination center, and there are also students from other schools.

Pan Xuan put on his reading glasses and began to register his students one by one according to their test numbers: "Hu Qilin... 106."

"As expected of Teacher Pan! The first score is so high!"

"That's amazing! This Xiao Hu is probably always in the top ten in his grade."

"This time, Principal He will definitely be given special recognition."

Hearing everyone's praise, the old man couldn't help but smile. Then, he continued to look for the next person: "Du Yang, 102."

“It’s also a high score, it’s also a high score.”

"The average score is 104. This improvement is even greater than that of Class ."

"Ms. Pan is really good at teaching Class 2."

大家还在开香槟，但看到后面，潘隼的表情明显渐渐严肃：“101……100……105……92？胡心蕊92？！”

Suddenly, Teacher Pan Xuan exploded, slammed the table hard, and gritted his teeth in anger.

All students in Class 92 passed the test, which is pretty impressive. The average score of the first few students added together was also good. But when the score of came out, everyone knew that with Teacher Pan’s temper, he would definitely get angry.

Now, let alone the new Class 1, it’s already the old Class 2.

Only Zhang Liang was secretly calculating his grades.

101.

All in all, the result is still satisfactory and will be praised by Principal He, but with a personality like Teacher Pan who wants to be strong in everything, he will definitely not be satisfied.

Whether or not he can become the new class depends on the results of the main competition.

Then the test paper was passed to the second teacher.

Although you can see other people's classes, this kind of thing involves privacy. It's okay to say it out loud if you have good grades, but if you report bad grades in the office, it's very low EQ. So, it has evolved into a situation where everyone can see their own class, and whoever is willing to report can report it so that everyone can chat in a friendly manner.

"Qiu Meng, 100. It's amazing for a girl to get such a high score." The teacher of Class has a gentle and elegant personality, so for him, it's no problem to praise her.

Of course, I wouldn’t praise it so bluntly in the classroom.

After all, in this kind of education system, encouragement is still the main focus.

"Is that the cute, outgoing girl?"

"Yes, she did very well in geometry, but her weaknesses are still obvious. I hope she can balance them out before the finals..."

Class three is also a rocket class, and the final result is four through three.

Zhao Hengqing nodded with satisfaction and passed the results on to the next person.

At this time, He Hongtao spoke again in the group.

He Hongtao: All the students in Class 2, Teacher Pan Xuan, passed the test [thumbs up][thumbs up][thumbs up]

Finished, it's a thumbs up!

Seeing this, everyone subconsciously began to observe Teacher Pan.

Then I saw him, cursing something.

I can't hear it clearly, but it contains a high amount of Hu Xinrui.

Hey, Teacher Pan, don’t be like this.

The results continued to be passed on. Since Lao Mo was sitting closest to the door and the workstations in the office were arranged around it, the results were finally passed back to him.

In fact, based on his qualifications, no one would say anything if he asked him to take a look first.

But after all, I am not a special teacher yet.

Above special education, all beings are equal.

Under special education, there is a strict hierarchy.

Although Mr. Zhao Hengqing is so quiet and elegant, because he is a special education teacher, he treats him with great equality when interacting with Mr. Pan Xuan, and is completely neither humble nor arrogant.

All I can say is that it’s the margin of strength for the strong.

Next, some are happy and some are sad.

The happy people are those who know that at least one person in their class has passed the exam.

What worries me is that no one in the teacher’s class of Class 19, the second strongest class in liberal arts, passed the passing line.

Then, he became visibly depressed and didn't want to say a word.

What’s even more worrying is that all the teachers of Class 7, which was ranked last in science, were wiped out.

He held his forehead, sighed, and shook his head. If he was not an adult man, the little pearl would have fallen out by now.

Finally, it was Zhang Liang’s turn, the math teacher of Class 16.

Sitting next to me is Lao Mo’s most hateful yet most respectable direct opponent!

Currently, 33 people have crossed the line.

It is very close to the 35 people that everyone expected.

But, there are still four people.

Is it two out of four, three out of four, or the worst one out of four?

Just then, the school radio suddenly sounded.

It is an English story reading by a student.

Hearing this, the female teachers in the classroom were very happy.

"This voice sounds nice today."

"It's very comfortable to read. I've been lagging behind in English for many years, but I can still understand most of it."

"Finally it's not a show of skill anymore."

"Just keep reading to him from now on. It feels hypnotic."

For teachers, hypnosis is definitely a good word and not a criticism.

Because their usual evaluation of students' voices is - deadly.

Such a familiar voice...

Lao Mo suddenly felt that the voice sounded a bit like someone, but he couldn't be sure.

Oh, right, this isn’t… No, no, when can I read with a score of 67?

The radio station is not a poverty alleviation station.

"Only 88, this brat!" Suddenly, Zhang Liang next to him blushed.

This also attracted the attention of other teachers.

"What a shame, it was just a little bit short."

"what a pity."

"Teacher Zhang, don't get angry. You still have Ouyang Yuxin."

Although everyone said this to comfort each other, in fact, they all felt a little comfortable to some extent.

Especially those who have poor grades in class.

Zhang Liang has been on a roll recently. If he continues like this, he might really be the next special-grade teacher.

And let him become a special education...

I guess he will be as annoying as Pan Xuan!

Although Zhang Liang was furious, he was right, he still had Ouyang Yuxin.

So, he tried his best to remain restrained and scrolled down.

Then, when I saw the name and the score behind it, I suddenly shouted: "105!"

Everyone was shocked.

"Amazing! The best among the Rocket Class!"

"Congratulations, Teacher Zhang."

"Ouyang is such an awesome kid. I'm so envious."

Damn it, you really are so pretentious.

Zhang Liang, you really deserve to die——

You're so stubborn, you deserve to die!

After handing the results to Lao Mo, Zhang Liang immediately started to check his phone.