Chapter 47: Hating iron but not steel

At this moment.

As Teacher Li approached, he had determined that the first student to walk out of the examination room was Anting from his class.

Yesterday, some students also left the venue early, but it was due to physical reasons.

In this way, Anting was the first non-sick student to leave early this year, breaking the record in the past five years - leaving an hour early.

In the early years, there were many candidates who took the exam ten, twenty minutes, or even half an hour in advance.

But...this is a full hour.

English is still one of the main subjects!

This bastard! Didn't you just say that you were going to take the No. 1 Middle School exam a while ago and make a bet with others? It’s broken so quickly. I’m only halfway through English, so I’m giving up!

Did I really see the wrong person?

Teacher Li hated the fact that iron cannot become steel. For a while, he kept beating his chest. He couldn't control his bad temper and was ready to go up and scold him.

The next second, Lao Chen, the dean and vice principal of his hometown junior high school, appeared. He quickly stopped Teacher Li and said: "Bye, bag, baggage, the TV reporter is still here, so you can't touch him. Let's see what happens to him." Accept the interview..."

Lao Zhou, the head teacher of the second class next door, echoed, "What if there is something unspeakable?"

"Yes, yes... let's see how this kid accepts it first. Interview!" Teacher Li said fiercely - Anting, you better have something to hide!

Different from Teacher Li’s mentality of hating iron, Lao Chen, as the dean of disciplines and also the vice-principal, has a big structure and doesn’t care about a mouse excrement...

Every time There are black sheep in every class, and this class is no exception...

After all, it is a township junior high school. Anyone with a household registration can go to school. Naturally, the source of students is uneven. The good ones are very good, and the bad ones are very bad. .

I’m used to it, I’ve gotten used to it a long time ago.

Lao Chen understands one thing very well - society needs to be divided. It is impossible for everyone to go to high school. He doesn't care at all which student goes to high school, which student goes to technical secondary school, which student enters the society, as long as he ensures that he will go to high school. Come on, as long as nothing happens in the school.

Lao Chen has heard about Anting... this problematic student and lets him die, as long as he doesn't talk nonsense in front of TV reporters.

Compared with Anting’s personal future, Lao Chen is more worried about the reputation of the school.

 Immediately afterwards.

Several teachers quietly approached Anting and reporter Huang Mei and listened silently.

"This student, there are still 55 minutes until the end of the exam. Why did you come out so early? Did something happen? Are you feeling unwell?"

Huang Mei had already felt this in her heart The conclusion is that the boy in front of him has no illness or pain, and he doesn't look like a top student. If he comes out at this time, he will either be a bad student or be caught cheating.

The reason why I asked this question so tactfully was just for show.

It is impossible to say directly - this classmate, are you showing off, or have you been caught cheating?

An Ting is a reborn person. He is far less immature than he looks. He sees through the contempt hidden deep in politeness in the other person’s eyes. He understands in his heart that he is being underestimated, even though he doesn’t care at all. A passerby's opinion, but why should the reborn be looked down upon.

He didn’t take it seriously, showed a smile that was so confident that no one could doubt it, and said calmly: “I don’t feel any physical discomfort, and I came out right after I finished it...”

So calm that it was impossible to believe refute.

It seems to be stating something that is beyond doubt.

"Um...did it finish?" Huang Mei didn't believe it, but fortunately it wasn't a live broadcast, so there was still room to change her attitude. She changed her words: "Oh...that's great. Is the English test difficult?"

Lao Chen, Teacher Li, and Teacher Zhou all thought that Anting was a mess, so they came out so early.

After finishing it, it is very possible to write nonsense. After all, it is English. This is a subject that can be fooled. The formula is - three long and one short, choose the shortest; three short and one long, choose the longest; Choose B for both the long and the short...

Just when they thought this guy would give a difficult answer, they heard Anting say lightly: "It's very simple..."

Everyone took a breath, what on earth was this idiot talking about.

Reporter Huang Mei is from the urban area and does not know Anting. She does not know that he is a well-known student.

After hearing the other party’s answer and the weird smile, she began to doubt herself. Could it be that I judge people by their appearance too much?

This...could he be a top student, right?

Who says a sleeveless tank top, big pants and flip-flops can’t be a top student! ?

Huang Mei adjusted her mentality and asked as usual, "What score do you think you can get?"

This is a question that everyone must ask.

Everyone who is interviewed must accept this question.

Seeing this, Lao Chen and Teacher Li both had their hearts in their throats - this is going to be on TV. Please, Anting, don’t be embarrassed anymore.Now that I have seen it, I can just report a lower score and pretend that nothing happened.

Unexpectedly, Anting said confidently: "It depends on the composition..."

"It depends on the composition?"

"Well, the composition button How many points, my total score will be less."

As soon as these words came out.

Lao Chen, Teacher Li, Teacher Zhou, and even nearby parents who arrived early, each transformed into a character in the animation. After hearing the protagonist’s shocking speech, they turned to stone.

Even Huang Mei had beads of sweat on her forehead.

Difficult to stretch!

It’s hard not to sweat.

　……

Fortunately.

Except for English, Anting did not submit any papers in advance for the following exam subjects. He was like a mental patient who suddenly had a seizure and suddenly became normal.

The other candidates in the same examination room all had lingering fears.

Xu Qingshu, who was in charge of invigilating the exam, silently marked Anting. Regardless of whether he was a scumbag or a scoundrel, he must be a fool who took his future as a child's play.

I am afraid that this bad student will suddenly do something outrageous.

An Ting doesn’t care about other people’s eyes and thoughts. His motivations are not complicated. He just wants to try something he has never tried before, such as handing in papers in advance in the big test of life.

After trying it, I am satisfied.

After the afternoon exam.

Song Ci went home with Anting. The former was hesitant to talk all the way. She actually spent some time thinking about Anting at noon.

Perhaps...English is too difficult, so this person gave up completely.

In middle school, many boys are not good at English...

That is to say, there is a test tomorrow. Song Ci does not want to criticize him at this juncture. Silence is Kim, pretend nothing happened.

Anting did not mention the matter of submitting papers in advance.

At the dinner table.

Since the exam was not over yet, Dad An and Aunt Song didn’t want to make it too grand, so they just prepared a table of hearty home-cooked dishes that were not too greasy.

Dad An is a very impatient man. He had planned not to ask about the exam situation in advance. Halfway through the meal, he still couldn't help but asked, "How was the exam?"

That sentence again——areyouwinningson?

"Hey, you... you, you, clearly promised me not to ask the children this question today." Aunt Song complained.

In fact, Aunt Song is very clear about her daughter's achievements. She is a proud daughter of heaven in the true sense. It will not matter if she asks, and her mentality has almost no impact in the face of absolute strength.

The reason why I avoid the taboo is entirely because I care about Anting.

Aunt Song has also seen this child’s past report cards - they are really quite tragic.

It is true that Aunt Song likes Anting very much, but she also has an in-depth understanding of this child - high emotional intelligence: lively and active, not good at learning.

Dad An slapped his forehead, smiled awkwardly, and said: "Hahaha, look at my brain, I can't help it for a moment, don't worry, don't answer, just try your best."

However.

Anting, who was devouring his food, swallowed a mouthful of rice, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he said: "No problem..."

"That's good, that's good... "Dad An and Aunt Song said in unison.

Only Song Ci stared at the boy with strange eyes, hesitating to speak, and handed in the paper an hour early. The problem was huge. Even Song Ci, who was number one in grade, did not dare to do this.

Then, Father An and Aunt Song focused on cooking.

At this moment, the TV set on the side of the dining room played local news, which happened to be the scene of Anting being interviewed at his hometown junior high school.

The sentence "how much the essay is deducted, how much the total score is different" permeated the room.

The two of them sprayed rice on the spot.