MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 16 You gave me hope and blocked my light (16)
Chapter 16 You gave me hope and blocked my light (16)
The exam is not bad, for Makino it's pretty good.
"This exam, Wen Xien seems to be only over 20 in the whole school!"
Another girl said in surprise: "Ah? Has Wen Xien always been in the top ten in the school?"
"I don't know, you didn't see Wen Xien when the head teacher sent out the transcript, tsk tsk tsk, his face turned black."
The head teacher values Shine, but the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
In the office, the head teacher did have a dark face and said something earnestly.
Wen Xien bowed his head deeply, like a prisoner on trial for heinous crimes.
The head teacher hesitated for a while, and finally decided to call Wen Xien's mother. Wen Xien's mother also often pays attention to her child's grades, and often calls to inquire. He feels that after all, he is already in the third year of high school and is about to take the college entrance examination. A little mistake may affect the child's mood and mentality.
Every time the joint entrance examination is not as good as once, how can people not be in a hurry? The head teacher's tone was very euphemistic and polite, which meant that Wen Xien's grades had dropped too much, and he was about to take the college entrance examination. He hoped to communicate with the children more.
After the phone call, the head teacher still did not let go of his distressed education.
Chen Jia came to the office to deliver the materials and just saw this scene.
Wen Xien was wearing a blue and white school uniform and stood up straight. From his angle, he couldn't see Wen Xien's expression.
But he guessed that Wen Xien's expression must not be very good.
The boy who was packing the information with him had the same expression as he used to, and murmured with some sympathy: "Wen Xien is too miserable."
Chen Jia looked back, put the information on the math teacher's desk, and then left the office, he suddenly said, "What do you mean by what you just said?"
The boy was stunned for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "You mean Wen Xien?"
Seeing Chen Jia nodding, the boy thought it was strange, but he couldn't help but complain about the gossip in his heart: "Didn't you look at the performance rankings?"
Chen Jia has never paid much attention to these things. He only pays attention to his own achievements, but Wen Xien's gentle brows and eyes and the back that is always standing upright appeared in his mind again, his heart beat fiercely, and choppy waves rolled up.
When the boy saw Chen Jia's expression, he knew that he must not have read it, so he quietly came over to gossip: "Just Wen Xien from Class 9, his grades have always been in the top five in the school, and he looks good, anyway. She is super famous in this school, and is also known as the school grass of No. 1 Middle School, mainly because she is also super good, and several teachers seem to value her very much. Guess how she did in the exam this time?"
The boy winked, and before Chen Jia could speak, he made an exaggerated expression: "Since he has passed the 28th exam! Didn't see the expression of his head teacher? It seemed like he was going to eat her."
Chen Jia glanced at his eyebrows involuntarily, but his voice could not tell the emotion: "Everyone makes mistakes."
The boy's temperament is carefree, and his words are very straightforward: "That's different, don't look at what kind of person Wen Xien is, anyway, the contrast is quite big, if I were a teacher, I couldn't stand me. The most valued students have suddenly become so much worse.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy felt that the air was cold. As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Chen Jia's faint gaze. He didn't have any expression, but he was stunned into a cold sweat.
I signed a contract today, plus I took the exam yesterday, and then there was no update~
cough cough
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(end of this chapter)