When he came, the stars fell

Chapter 74
The ranking of the mid-term exam has come down, Su Bai is still the first in the third grade, and there is no dark horse.

After each big exam, as usual, Zhou practice comes first, followed by a week of mental excitement.

While the teachers feel that there is not enough time for class, they still have to set aside 10 minutes of each class to educate the students.After class, there is still a debate about who will come to the physical education class.

According to the schedule, there are two physical education classes per week, but in fact, there are two physical education classes every month, which can only be obtained by the physical education teacher acting coquettishly.

The last class on Tuesday afternoon is physical education class, but before class, none of the students ran to the playground.

After going to the bathroom, Han Zhi returned to his seat and touched the books in the belly of the table, shaking his head and sighing: "In November's physical education class, the Chinese teacher won the first place!"

"Is the Chinese teacher here?" Su Bai's deskmate turned around and asked.

Han Zhi raised his left hand and curled his fingers one by one, "Five, four..."

When he said "one", the Chinese teacher just appeared at the back door, and there was a burst of wailing in the classroom.

The Chinese teacher is a woman in her thirties, not tall, but full of aura.

She walked to the podium and adjusted her glasses, "What are you all crying and howling? Look at your Chinese scores, do you still want to take physical education?"

"Teacher, isn't our Chinese average score the first in the science class?" a classmate in the audience said.

"That's the mid-term exam. Do you know where you got in the weekly practice exam the night before yesterday?" The Chinese teacher clasped his little finger with his thumb and gestured, "Third!"

The audience was instantly quiet.

The third place in the intensive class exam is a bit ugly.

"All of you are wild, thinking that you did well in the mid-term exam, and your tail is up to the sky, right?" The Chinese teacher opened the folder and revealed a stack of test papers inside, "I'm handing out the papers now, and I called myself Come up and get it."

According to the language teacher's habit, the fourth group of papers should be at the end.

Su Bai listened to other people's scores, and by the way took advantage of the fact that the test papers had not been sent to him, so he took a short errand.

She put on her glasses, quietly moved the stool to the window, propped her chin, and looked at the playground in the distance.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had not yet set, and the sun shone on the stands of the playground, like a golden light.

There are classes running on the runway, and you can also see people playing football on the football field, laughing or making noise, full of youthful vitality, which is enviable.

But this is all in the first and second grades of high school. When it comes to the third year of high school, I have to envy the lower grades like her.

"Hey, I don't know if we have a chance to attend our physical education class on Friday."

Han Zhi's voice came from behind, Su Bai turned his head and glanced at him, "No chance, it's raining."

According to the weather forecast, it will be rainy for half a month.

Han Zhi: "..."

Seeing his bitter face, Su Bai smiled, and looked at the playground again.

His eyes moved inch by inch, as if he wanted to remember this beautiful scene that was about to disappear due to the rain.

However, that person... Su Bai squinted his eyes, trying to see clearly the boy leaning on the fence, wearing the uniform of No. [-] Middle School.

Jiang Mo?
"Su Bai, 72..."

Su Bai stood up, walked through the gap between the seat and the window, and walked around the back table to get the paper.

"You did well in the exam, keep working hard." The Chinese teacher said when handing over the paper.

"it is good."

Because there is no composition, the paper has a perfect score of [-], and the score only sounds low.

When he returned to his seat, Su Bai glanced out of the window again. The man was still there, but he had changed his place. He was squatting and chatting with his classmates from No. [-] Middle School, with his head lowered, and he couldn't see his face at all.

Even so, Su Bai still felt that this person was Jiang Mo, and even she herself couldn't tell from which point she confirmed it.

"In this exam, some people did better than the mid-term exam, but most of them were wild, and they got that low. There are also a few people, who did poorly in the mid-term exam, and this time it's also bad, don't you think so? , Qi Yu?" The Chinese teacher's eyes fell on the last row of the second group.

Su Bai also turned his head to look at the sound. Qi Yu was lowering his head, not responding to the teacher's words.

How much did Qi Yu test, 51?

"No matter how you test this kind of paper, it shouldn't be lower than 55, right? If it is lower than 55, if there is a composition and then deduct 110 points, then your total score will not be [-]. This is what you should have as an intensive class student. Score..." The Chinese teacher began to chatter on the podium.

Thinking of Qi Yu's grades, Su Bai didn't even bother to look at the playground, so he took a pen and looked down at the test paper.

Jiang Mo wrote down the information he had inquired from the boy in the first year of high school in his notebook, patted his pants, stood up, turned around and looked up at the classroom where Su Bai was.

The girl in the penultimate seat, with her left hand resting on her forehead, was listening carefully with her head down.

"Well, it looks like I won't see you today."

Jiang Mo sighed, bent down to pick up his schoolbag, put away the light blue notebook in his hand, and walked towards the east gate.

When the class was about to end, Su Bai looked distractedly at the playground again, only the students of No. [-] Middle School who were waiting in line for the end of get out of class were left, and Jiang Mo could not be found.

Could it be that she had an illusion before?

After class, as soon as the Chinese teacher left the classroom door, Geng Mianmian rushed over from the next group, "Susu, let's eat duck blood vermicelli soup!"

"Okay, call Qi Yu..."

Su Bai said and looked towards the last row, but how could there be Qi Yu?
(End of this chapter)