After arranging the tasks for the students, Yang Mi took the ranking list of the total score of the previous exam and learned about them one by one.
She wanted to understand the situation of the entire class, not only their scores, but also who they were. She had to have a clear idea in her heart.
At this moment, he arrived at the fifth row of group three.
Jia Ru, 570 points.
Grade 12 Class 3 was a liberal arts class, so language and mathematics were a must. The total score for the other comprehensive studies was 600 points.
570 points, this kind of result was definitely one of the best. It would not be a problem for him to get into Yanjing or Jinghua University.
Seeing such a score, Yang Mi secretly nodded. At the same time, she also liked Jia Ru very much.
Smiling, Yang Mi shifted her gaze to Mo Fan, who was standing beside Jia Ru. Mo Fan's total score was 150.
No way, 150 points.
Although Yang Mi did not really care about the students 'results when she took out the results rankings, she just wanted to familiarize herself with them and hope to teach them better.
However, seeing a score of 150 points also made Yang Mi feel strange. In this world, was there anyone who could score 150 points? A guy with an average score of 30 points per subject?
However, after thinking for a while, Yang Mi was calm.
150 points was actually nothing. After all, some students did not want to go to class or study for various reasons. It was normal for them to get 150 points.
However, Yang Mi believed that such students could still be saved. As long as he could turn them around, his future would still be bright.
Yang Mi decided to take a look at this student, thinking that she could focus on observing him in the future to see if she could get him back on track.
However, when Yang Mi looked at Mo Fan, she was stunned. What was he reading? Why wasn't he writing an essay?
He had already given them the task, so why wasn't he listening?
If it were any other teacher, they might have been angry.
However, Yang Mi had only just started teaching. Even though some students were disobedient, she was not angry. Instead, she walked up to Mo Fan and gently knocked on the table.
Not wanting to attract the attention of the other students, Yang Mi whispered," This student, what are you reading?”
However, Yang Mi, who saw Mo Fan's face clearly, exclaimed,""It's you!"
Mo Fan smiled when Yang Mi recognized him.""It's me, beautiful sister. I didn't expect you to really be my teacher. What a coincidence…"
Yang Mi would never have thought that the person who scored 150 points in all five subjects was actually the student who sang on the field.
Yang Mi was speechless when she heard Mo Fan call her " beautiful sister " again. She remembered that she was a teacher now, and she could not joke around with her students. She immediately glared at Mo Fan," What beautiful sister? I'm your new language teacher!"”
Although he did not understand why the superstar Yang Mi from his previous life had appeared in this world, and why she was not her superstar, but a teacher in a small high school, Mo Fan did not want to become enemies with this beautiful teacher. He immediately said,""Alright, beautiful sister. No, no, Teacher Yang, why did you call me?”
"It's language class now. Why did you bring out the music book? Aren't you going to complete the task I just assigned?”
Mo Fan calmly put away the music book and took out his Chinese textbook. He then came up with an excuse," The art of music and the art of words are interlinked. I was just looking for inspiration from the art of music. The effect is very good. Teacher Yang, you won't blame me, right?”
"I blame you, my ass."
Yang Mi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was this the student who only scored 150 points?
However, it was her first day of class, and she was a little embarrassed to see Mo Fan. She cleared her throat and whispered," Mmm, this class is free writing. Write an essay and hand it in after class."”
"Ah, Teacher Yang, we only have less than 30 minutes left.”
"30 minutes is quite a long time. Don't tell me you can't write it?”
Yang Mi looked at Mo Fan with a smile. She did not believe that she could not handle a high school student.
Hmph, little wimp, you dare to fight with me? Watch how I deal with you.
Even though Yang Mi was only a few years older than Mo Fan. However, she was a teacher after all, and her level was higher.
"No, it's just a small essay.”
"That's good. I'll wait for your essay.”
After she finished speaking, Yang Mi left Mo Fan's side. The other students had no idea what was going on. He thought that Yang Mi had seen Mo Fan get 150 points and was trying to understand the situation.
However, Jia Ru, who was standing beside Mo Fan, had a puzzled look on her face." Erm, Mo Fan, do you know Teacher Yang?”
"Yes, I just met her. I didn't expect her to be our language teacher, so I was a little strange just now.”
Mo Fan ignored Jia Ru and opened his essay book.
What should I write? Mo Fan frowned.
This did not trouble Mo Fan. As someone who had transmigrated, he had a lot of things to write in his mind.
If he couldn't even write this, what right did Mo Fan have to say that he would become a master novelist in the future?
Of course, Mo Fan also knew that it was impossible for him to shock the world with his current ink painting. In order to show off his demeanor as a master of his generation, he felt that he had a reason to " copy " some good stuff to show off...
Mo Fan's pen moved like a dragon and snake as he thought of this. It only took him a few minutes before he stopped writing and flipped open the music textbook again...
Another twenty minutes later, the bell rang and Yang Mi stood up.
"Alright, class dismissed. In a while, the Chinese class representative will collect the essay and hand it to my office.”
"Alright."
A bespectacled young man stood up. After Yang Mi left, he said loudly," Collect your essay books. Everyone, whoever wants to be the first to win the attention of the beautiful teacher and enter her eyes, hurry up and hand it in."”
When he was collecting homework, it was like leading a ghost into a temple.
Now that the beautiful teacher was mentioned, everyone rushed to hand in their essays and told the bespectacled man that they must put their essays first.
"It's time to hand in your essay. Mo Fan, are you going to hand it in?”
Jia Ru had never seen Mo Fan do his homework. Although he had seen Mo Fan write an essay, he had only thought of it as a joke. He had never thought of handing it in.
However, just as he stood up to hand it over, Mo Fan also moved.
"Hand it over, why not?"
It was fine if the other teachers didn't hand in their homework, but he still had to give some face to Yang Mi's homework. Besides, Mo Fan also wanted to learn some things from her.
He handed the essay book to Jia Ru and said," Ruru, please hand it in for me too."”
Jia Ru blushed when she heard Mo Fan call her Ru Ru, but she still handed Mo Fan's essay over...
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