I Am the Sister of the School Grass

    God knows.

    The dean was shocked when he received a call from the administrator of the No. 1 middle school forum.

    —that's the youngest daughter of the school manager!

    To this end, he also called Mrs. Fang while contacting the head teacher of the two.

    Mrs. Fang was very reasonable and her tone was always soft.

    "It's alright, you're too polite, it's all children's play. Just follow the school rules, I won't participate."

    Grandma Fang, who was listening to her daughter-in-law saying this: "…"

    This daughter-in-law really likes it more and more.

    Just after the dean's call ended, Fang's mother's phone rang again.

    This time, it's the old man of the Qi family.

    His daughter, Qi Xiao, is Fang's mother's best friend.

    She is also Yuan Mo's mother.

    Mother Fang took a sip of tea and then answered the phone.

    "Uncle Qi, why are you taking the time to call me?"

    The other side is straight to the point: "I call Fang Xingye, he is busy, I will call you directly, there is a very important matter to discuss."

    Mother Fang put down the teacup and the smile on her face disappeared.

    Listen to the old man over there talking all the time without giving any response.

    After hanging up.

    Grandma Fang asked her, "What kind of bad idea did that bad old man in the Qi family have?"

    Mother Fang frowned and said, "Mom, he is for the marriage of Nannan."

    Grandma Fang is a sensible person, she said: "Marriage, do you mean Nannan and Xiaoxiao's son? Xiaoxiao is a good girl, so is her husband, and their son is not bad. There are some bad people, but there are also good ones."

    Mother Fang felt that things were not so simple.

    The old man of the Qi family kept giving himself sloppy eyes when he was talking, but she couldn't think of anything wrong for a while.

    Mother Fang said: "Well, he said that next time I and Xingye will take my daughter to dinner, I want to delay it for a while and discuss it together when Xingye comes back."

    Grandma Fang patted her hand: "I always rest assured when you do things."

    Here, before the school bell rang, the head teacher Lao Liu came directly to Yunyan.

    As a middle-aged man, Lao Liu's daily entertainment is watching the news broadcast.

    Guangya's forum incident this time really surprised him.

    Lao Liu took Yunyan to the Academic Affairs Office.

    "Yunyan, next time something like this happens, tell the teacher as soon as possible."

    This is no longer a little awkwardness between ordinary students.

    Can't bear it.

    Yunyan just wants to know who is behind this forum incident, so that she can be prepared.

    When she saw Guangya in the Academic Affairs Office, Yunyan breathed a sigh of relief.

    —She knows all of Guangya's cards.

    So, she is not afraid of Guangya at all.

    The head teacher of the first class wanted to be a peacemaker, she said: "This child Yunyan has been wronged, Guangya, you should apologize to Yunyan and promise not to do this in the future..."

    Guang Ya was wearing a school uniform, her hair was loose and her eyes were red.

    As if she was wronged.

    She whispered, "Student Fang Yunyan, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I didn't think about it so much."

    Yunyan was too lazy to play with her at this time.

    She stood there straight, like watching a clown show.

    She said: "I received your apology, and this matter is over."

    The head teacher of the first class was overjoyed, and she did not expect Fang Yunyan to speak so well.

    Lao Liu originally wanted to ask Guangya to write a review or something.

    Seeing Fang Yunyan didn't say anything, and it's not easy for him to make too many demands.

    After all, this matter is just a contradiction between students.

    As teachers, they cannot intensify conflicts.

    Fang Yunyan said: "Thank you, teachers, for doing justice for me today."

    After a pause, she added, "If there is nothing else, I will go first. My brother is going to race against time for a physics competition recently, so I can't let him wait for me for a long time."

     Yunyan said this, the head teacher of the first class became hot.

    She is really protecting Guangya in her heart. After all, she thinks that there is no need to worry about children.

    I even feel that the administrator is making a fuss.

    In the end, Fang Yunyan didn't pursue it so lightly, but she felt ashamed of Fang Yunyan.

    Yunyan walked to the door and looked back, just in line with Guangya's resentful eyes.

    She just snorted and said, "Guangya, can I know why you are so hostile to me?"

    After finishing speaking, she did not wait for Guangya to answer.

    I opened the door and went out.

    This time, including the head teacher of the first class who has been protecting Guangya, they have seen the maliciousness in her eyes that has not dissipated.

    The first class teacher was shocked and disappointed: "...Guangya!"

    Guang Ya is completely cold.

    Yunyan is not vegetarian.

    She easily accepted the apology, but did not say to forgive Guangya.

    Before she left, she asked the teachers to focus on Guangya to see her true face.

    She Fang Yunyan does not cause trouble, but it does not mean that she is easy to bully.

    You have to pay a price for sulking her behind her back.

    The next morning.

    Guangya's apology was posted on the bulletin board.

    This is what their class teacher asked her to write.

    Yunyan did not care about the follow-up of this matter.

    Because the results of the preliminary math competition are coming out—

    Starting this morning, the group of the competition class was very lively.

    Everyone is looking forward to the results.

    But the words are saying that they are very worried.

    Mr. Li said: "What are you afraid of, ugly daughters have to see their in-laws. After checking the results at 12 noon, remember to send me the statistics."

    "Can we protest?"

    "Collective protest."

    Mr. Li cruelly refused: "No, those who refuse will write more questions tonight."

    "I think Mr. Li will be a killer."

    "Brother, it's not that there are too many meetings, but it doesn't seem to work."

    Obviously, Mr. Li's trump card is very effective.

    Seeing that the teacher had left, he went straight in.

    Wu Su stopped him and said, "Brother, it's crazy, we class seven dare to enter casually?"

    Cheng Li explained next to him: "His name is Lu Lin..."

    Wu Su quickly withdrew, "I'm sorry, please come in."

    Lu Lin, who was completely unaware that he was taught by Lao Liu as a negative teaching material, was invited to Class 7 at a loss.

    Cheng Li even offered him a seat.

    "Lu Xueba sits here with me, it is a treasure of feng shui, and the results found in the competition are absolutely high."

    Seeing that Lu Lin was still a little calm, he added, "Yesterday, Brother Zheng was sitting in my seat, and it was found out that we were the first in the class in the physics competition. Fifty."

    Fang Zheng kicked Cheng Li.

    Laughs and scolds: "Pause."

    Just as they were talking, Yunyan climbed up and found out her grades—

    [Examinee Name: Fang Yunyan]

    [Results: 96 points in the first test, 161 points in the second test, total score 257]

    Tong Qiu said he was frightened after seeing this result.

    Even if she didn't take the math competition, she remembered that the provincial line was 130 last year.

    As for the provincial line, it is about 187.

    Yunyan is 70 points higher than last year's provincial first score!

    Cheng Li's very recognizable voice sounded.

    "Six ah, Lu Xueba, 209 points, the old Li of your competition group must be proud of you."

    Speaking, he looked at Yunyan's results.

     Mr. Cheng, who has always been articulate, got stuck.

    Thousands of words come together in one sentence - "Fuck!"

    Fang Zheng was sitting in his seat like the uncle, but when he heard Cheng Li's sigh, he suddenly couldn't sit still.

    Is this a feeling that Yunyan has passed the test or failed?

    At the same time, in the office of the competition team of No. 1 Middle School.

    The teachers did not go to dinner, but watched the results of the WeChat group.

    Even Yuan Mo, who has always ignored his grades, rarely stayed in the office this time, waiting with everyone.

    In addition, not only the first middle school, but also the teacher of the third middle school next door, famous for its mathematics competition.

    However, the teachers of the third middle school are more strict.

     Instead of waiting for students to take screenshots to send their grades, they asked for the account password of the student they were optimistic about.

    Log in directly to check their results for them.

    "Mr. Zheng, what are you in a hurry? Qian Xingwei is your favorite student, this time he must be the first in the preliminary round."

    Since Yuanmo graduated in 2014 and is famous for its admission rate and Qingbei rate, the mathematics competition has never been comparable to the third middle school.

    After all, No. 1 Middle School will not force students to devote themselves to the competition.

    Once the teachers find that the students are struggling to learn and have no hope of saving, they will persuade them to study hard.

    Contests are not the only way out.

    But the three middle schools are different. As long as the students who are selected to enter the competition class, the only content they learn every day is mathematics competition.

    Forget the rest of the lessons altogether.

    It can't be said that this is all drawbacks.

    After all, the students who are trained in this way are generally at least the second province, take a winter camp that resumes diplomatic relations, and then they are properly recommended.

    No.3 Middle School Mathematics Teaching and Research Group Office.

    Watching the clock on the wall slowly move to eleven fifty-eight.

    The person they call Mr. Zheng picked up his cell phone and glanced at it, a little strange why he didn't receive a call this year.

     "Mr. Zheng, don't worry, maybe the teachers in the Orsay office are too busy this year and haven't had time to call."

     "That's right, Mr. Zheng, you should take a drink first. We still know how to wait for the call. The teachers in No. 1 Middle School don't even know about the call."

    "I remember this, it's ridiculous. Last year, we waited for students' results with the teachers of No. 1 Middle School. I said that if the student was the first in the province, the above would call. None of the teachers in the middle school believed it, and they all said that the above would not care about these matters.”

    "The competition of No. 1 Middle School has really declined in recent years, and it has not won the first place for five consecutive years."

    "Sad."

    The Provincial Orsay Office has developed a tradition in recent years.

    That is, on the day when the results are announced, the teacher in the office will call the teacher of the first student in the Orsay a few minutes in advance.

    In order to personally congratulate the teachers who have cultivated such outstanding students.

    I hope they will produce better students in the coming year.

    The three middle schools have received calls from the Orsay office for five consecutive years.

    To be fair, this year they have produced a more outstanding seedling in the third middle school.

    After Miaozi came out of the examination room, she felt that she did a good job, and the estimated score was two hundred, three or four.

    So, what's the call this year?

    At the same time, the teaching and research group office of No.1 Middle School.

    All the teachers of the competition group are watching the WeChat message of Mr. Li.

    Waiting for the children to come to announce the good news one by one.

    This is the state of the competition group at the moment.

    The mobile phone was placed in the middle of the table, surrounded by teachers from eight competition groups, waiting for the little red dots to pop up on Mr. Li's WeChat.

    Only Yuan Mo was leaning against the window.

    About eleven fifty-nine.

    The landline in the office rang.

    Mr. Li looked around and found that no one was looking at him, and everyone's eyes were focused on the phone.

    He coughed: "Anyway, you have someone to answer the phone."

    Another teacher who is also very senior said: "It's already past twelve o'clock now, so I don't answer the phone after get off work."

    All the remaining teachers nodded: "It makes sense, it makes sense."

    Yuan Mo noticed a clue when the phone rang a second time.

     Walk over and connect.

    "Hello, are you from No. 1 Middle School? We are the Orsay Office."

    Yuan Mo replied: "Yes."

     "Congratulations, Fang Yunyan from your school won the first place in the preliminaries with a total score of 257."

    …

    While speaking, Mr. Li also received a screenshot of the results sent by Yunyan.

    "We are so powerful."

    "This result is unbelievable."

    "I don't know if it is the first, I think the top ten should be stable."

    Yuan Mo couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Fang Yunyan is the first place this time, with a total score of 257 points."

    Mr. Li's eyes widened.

    "How do you know? You stole the password of someone's test number?"

    Yuan Mo expressed his inability to accept this pot.

    He points to the phone.

    "The Provincial Orsay Office just called to inform you."

    Mr. Li: "!!"

    The eye canthus is broken!

    He quickly walked to the landline and asked the others, "Do you think the Provincial Orsay Office will call again?"

    The author has something to say: I didn’t receive a call to say congratulations, I feel like I lost 10 billion