Chapter 52:

"Are you still not convinced?" Ma Zheng simply laughed angrily, looking at a group of messy hair under the podium, some of them wearing ear studs to kill Matt, couldn't bear to look directly: "I'm telling you, you want to invite people to the city Once you come, you don’t have to ask for it. If you can ask for it, you will burn the incense!"
When he said this, there were more people in the class secretly sulking.
At first, there were many arrogant people in the class, and they usually disdain the group of school opposite that they learn well are called nerds, and those who are not good are called second generation ancestors. They are very resistant to the so-called noble school on the opposite side. The students came to the class to gesticulate, and now they see that their head teacher Ma Zheng is so upholding the people of the other school, so they are very unhappy at that time.
Isn't it just how many scores can be tested? What's so great.
At this moment, Zhong Youyou is a child of someone else's family to them, it's weird whether they hate it.
Please please. Anyway, it's the same thing going back and forth, and at most it will delay their time for a class to play games. They have to look up and see, what is the best place in the city that the other school can tell
No matter how powerful people are, it is impossible to turn them all into academic masters in one class, right? Ma Zheng is really useless.
The people in the class were thinking like this one after another.
But Huang Mao didn't think so. He turned his pen, quietly raised his head and glanced at Ma Zheng, looking forward to it.
Last time I saw Zhong Youyou's photo at the entrance of Mingde School. Such a beautiful girl came to their school. Even if she didn't get any experience from her, it was still pleasing to the eye. What's more, after seeing Idiom Qi's rapid progress, somehow, his chaotic and straw-filled brain started to think...
If you have improved so much, grandma would be so happy, let alone grandma, even parents who don't go home all year round will call back and praise themselves.
Thinking of this, Huang Mao was actually a little excited about daydreaming, as if he had found a direction to move forward when he was thrown into the fog by something.
In the afternoon, on Zhong Youyou's side, Li Dongping called her to the office and told her about it.
"Now the senior year of high school is very nervous, spend an hour or two to teach experience in other classes, and may have to prepare in advance, I think, you can go or not, you decide for yourself."
Li Dongping said, "You can go or not" and "It's up to you", but his eyes looked at Zhong Youyou eagerly. He just hung up Ma Zheng's call, and he patted people's chest to assure...
Zhong Youyou stood aside, it didn't matter, and asked: "When?"
Li Dongping hurriedly said: "Tomorrow morning, you go back to prepare tonight."
Zhong Youyou nodded.
After she left, the people in the office looked at her back and were very emotional. The chemistry teacher said to Li Dongping: "Four or five months ago, how could we have imagined that our class could have the best student in the city? I'm all right now. Not only did I speak at the national flag stand, but I was also invited to a foreign school to teach my experience, Lao Li, that's okay, your old face can be stained."
Li Dongping was also very happy. In fact, he was still very afraid that Zhong Youyou would not go. Then he had no face at the high school classmate Ma Zheng. Fortunately, Zhong Youyou was generous and agreed without saying anything.
People live to their middle-aged age, don't they fight for careers besides family? He can teach Zhong Youyou, who is the number one student in the city, so he has a little bit of talk in front of his old classmates.
Li Dongping's waist has become much harder these days.
The prize money came down. I took my wife and children to Haidilao several times. My wife and children were satisfied and happy, and the family became more harmonious.
Calculated like this, in the final analysis, the biggest credit should be attributed to Zhong Youyou. Therefore, can Li Dongping take care of Zhong Youyou more?
Even when the weather was cold recently, he knew that Zhong Youyou was sitting by the window. When he went to class, he specially reminded the boys by the window, "Don't open the window so big, be careful of the girl by the window! "
This is not flattering, Li Dongping feels that he is different from the dean's kind of person who upholds high and low! After the relationship between Zhong Youyou and the Zhong family was announced, he never mentioned it in front of Zhong Youyou. He treats Zhong Youyou well, it is purely good for the protégé pupil.
Hearing what the chemistry teacher said, Li Dongping was proud of himself, but still said modestly: "Well, our teacher is just a guide, guiding one direction. It really depends on the children's hard work and excellence."
In the office, the teachers of Class 19 all smiled.
The other teachers in the other classes were silent as if they were dumb—can they be silent?
This time, the nineteenth class is proud of the long wind, and it is about to become the most famous class of the year from one of the unknown classes! Even the dean of education ran to their floor every other day. What could be the reason? It's not about Li Dongping's concern about Zhong Youyou.
To say that the Zhong family has strong financial resources, it is good, and it can simply walk sideways at school without restraint.
But it is also strange that after Zhong Youyou restored her identity as the daughter of the Zhong family's daughter, she has never heard her mention the Zhong family in school, as if she was very taboo and wished she could not avoid it. This point is completely different from the previous Meng Shixuan.
The teachers in the office joked in a friendly and kind manner. After Sun Man came in and delivered the Chinese homework, he hurriedly left the office.
She overheard the conversation between Zhong Youyou and Li Dongping just now.
Is Zhong Youyou so powerful now? Did the vocational high school next door ask her to teach her experience?
Sun Man returned to the classroom and couldn't help but glance at the girl by the window. The girl turned the pages of the book in her hand, looking a little lazy.
Sun Man sat down on her seat, pursing her lips, rubbing the table over and over again with her fingers, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. Envy? Jealous? How can you not be jealous? I have worked very hard, working day and night, never slacking off, but I can't reach her level.
Some people, maybe it's just a good meal, but she works very hard, but she can't climb the foot of a mountain that the other party can easily climb.
Sun Man sighed and lay on the table.
The night before Zhong Youyou went to Xi Yuqi and their class, he stayed up late to prepare seriously. To tell the truth, Zhong Youyou was able to point out the problems with Xiyuqi easily for the wrong questions of Xiyuqi, but now let her teach her experience empty-handed, she really didn't know what to teach for a while. .
experience? In the middle of the night, Zhong Youyou yawned greatly. He decided to start with some knowledge points that are generally easy to make mistakes, list these knowledge points, and go to their class tomorrow to talk about them one by one.
However, these subjects of physics and chemistry can speak this way, but what about Chinese and English?
In English, it is not a problem that can be solved in a short while, if all the grammars must be explained in series, and the people in that class will definitely not be able to absorb it.
Zhong Youyou thought for a while, and planned to skip the English subject first. As for Chinese, she planned to talk about some notes on composition.
Since he agreed to Li Dongping, he must be serious and responsible. Zhong Youyou is not a stingy person who refuses to tell his experience.
The next day, she entered the vocational high school with her schoolbag on her back. The door of the vocational high school had just entered. The guardian and some passing students all looked at her with the eyes of the giant panda in the zoo. Mingde's school uniform on her is particularly conspicuous.
"What are the people from Mingde doing in our school?" Several vocational high school students asked in a low voice.
You know, there are three schools here, and their vocational high school and Mingde happen to face each other. It can be said that Mingde has been trampled by Mingde all year round.
Mingde students disdain to play with their people, and occasionally they are caught playing with them. The dean of Mingde also arrests the student for criticism. Publicly, it is impossible to say that they will play with the three teachers here. play.
Funny, who rarely played with their Mingde people.
Moreover, why are the people in their vocational high school just punks? Anyway, it's a serious professional high school, right? !
As a result, their vocational high school is unilaterally intolerant of Mingde.
...
Zhong Youyou walked into the classroom of Xiyuqi and the others with curious eyes all the way.
Yesterday when school was over, Xi Yuqi let go of a cruel remark in front of everyone in the classroom. Today, whoever dares to booze in front of Zhong Youyou and disrespect her again, she will show Xi Yuqi a good look!
I have to say that Xi Yuqi’s words must have a deterrent effect, but now she has not only removed the killer dress, her rough personality has also been polished a lot, but it has also caused not so many people in the class to convince her former eldest sister. Big.
So when Zhong Youyou walked in, he saw two of the students in this class lying on the table crookedly, or whispering and joking, and didn't put himself in his eyes at all, as if he was deliberately giving himself a slap in the face.
A few boys couldn't help but raised their heads. The most conspicuous one was the yellow-haired boy with yellow hair. Seeing that his eyes were bright, he even couldn't help whistling.
"Everyone be quiet, the beauties from outside school are here." He rubbed his hands and said.
Huang Mao was kind, but it fell in the ears of some girls, and it was not so happy. beauty? They raised their heads defiantly and looked at Zhong Youyou.
"Are you the opposite Mingde who came here?"
Ma Zheng hurried over from the office and smiled and said to Zhong leisurely: "Classmate Zhong, you came on time. Seeing my meeting almost delayed the time, I will stand at the back of the classroom later, you It’s hard work for you to teach our classmates a bit of experience."
Zhong Youyou glanced at the girl who had just provoked him, said nothing, nodded, and walked to the podium.
As soon as she walked up, the girl saw that she had tolerated it, and she let out a sneer from her nose: "How to teach experience? Our class is all a group of empty brains, who can release water after a shake. You are afraid that these few words are pointing. What can't we do?"
Idiom Qi lowered his voice and stared at him: "Xiao Mei, what are you making? Can you listen carefully?"
Ma Zheng also hurriedly maintained order: "Be quiet."
The girl named Xiao Mei was sitting in the front row. All the zippers of her school uniform were torn and her hair dyed red. She looked at Zhong Youyou with dissatisfaction.
It was clear that Xi Yuqi and their group of little sisters were fine before, but now because of Zhong Youyou, Xi Yuqi suddenly left them. Can this make her feel uncomfortable?
She felt betrayed, and she definitely couldn't be kind to Zhong Youyou's eyes, and even faintly meant Zhong Youyou.
Zhong Youyou is very calm and composed, which is normal. No one in this class knows her, but they want to hear her so-called experience taught by someone in the same class. There must be someone who disagrees with her.
"If you have to belittle yourself, then I can't help it." Zhong Youyou said indifferently: "I will talk about some useful techniques, please pour out the water in your mind before listening. If you can't do it, then It’s your own business."
Huang Mao couldn't hold back his laughter.
"You--" Xiao Mei's face was hot, and she couldn't help her face for a while, she couldn't help but said again: "Teach us, but you have to prove that you have something in your stomach first."
"The city science competition did not test Chinese and English? Then you took the first test in the city, which can only show that you are outstanding in science. What qualifications do you have to teach us in these two subjects?" Xiao Mei felt like she said this. The logic is very good and I am proud of it.
But I saw Zhong Youyou walk straight down from the podium--
With that expressionless aura, Xiao Mei stepped back subconsciously. Her back reached the table at the back table, her face flushed, and she thought Zhong Youyou was going to beat herself, but who knew Zhong Youyou just picked up her An English textbook on the table.
The whole class was stunned by this move of Zhong Youyou, not understanding what Zhong Youyou was going to do.
But then, I saw the girl back to the podium with the textbook.
She turned a page casually and began to read.
That scene is amazing.
The series of English spoken by the girl is fluent and standard, just like a series of fluttering butterflies, flying out of her mouth, just listening, it is very enjoyable.
This is completely different from when they are usually called up by the teacher, stammering and squeezing out a few words, and the accent is still very ugly, it is completely different!
How should I put it, it was like a pile of crooked melons and cracked dates, suddenly appeared a soft cloud that seemed to fall from the sky.
Even those girls who they thought they could speak good English in the class were embarrassed.
The classmates in this class never imagined that someone could pronounce a non-native language like English as a first language. The pronunciation is so standard that it is completely indistinguishable from the English people on the tape.
The whole class was quiet for a moment.
The winter sunshine came in, and the girls stood on the podium with their heads down slightly, reading English, with a nice voice and nice pronunciation, everything made people startled.
Xiao Mei also opened her mouth wide. She was still questioning Zhong Youyou's ability just now, but at this moment she couldn't lift her head completely, as if she was slapped. what is this? In the entire class, no, it is impossible for the entire vocational high school to find someone who sounds better than Zhong Youyou's English! Even their English teachers don't speak grammar or anything like that, just speaking spoken English is not as good as Zhong Youyou!
Zhong Youyou suddenly took out his strength and told everyone in the class to shut up.
But Idiom Qi raised his head and looked at Zhong Youyou on the podium, with even greater yearning and envy in his heart. She has never been so eager to study hard and get better.
It is enviable to be able to read fluent and good English.
Ma Zheng has mixed feelings. Is it possible that the students from Mingde are such excellent students? Look at these little bunnies in my class. They are terrible and don’t know how to work hard. It’s because they haven’t seen any truly outstanding people, so they are willing to fall into the quagmire comfort zone and refuse to use them regardless of the future. Think about the future in your head.
Bringing Zhong Youyou here today is secondary to imparting experience to them, and more importantly, to stab the students who have been utterly unconscious all day long.
What Ma Zheng didn't expect was that he really invited the right person, and the students in his class were really stimulated by Zhong Youyou!
What's up? Show off English when you don’t agree? It happened that they were still throwing themselves on the ground. At this moment, they felt that they and Mingde's students were really like two worlds, and the sense of Jingwei had never been so distinct.
...Don't say they can pronounce such fluent and beautiful English, they just don't even pronounce English words standardly.
For a while, no one in the class spoke.
This silence continued until Zhong Youyou finished reading this English text, and according to last night's plan, some of the error-prone knowledge of mathematics, physics and chemistry was initially summarized and written on the blackboard.
Of course, within an hour or two, there is not much she can talk about. It is nothing more than picking out a few of the most error-prone knowledge, and briefly talking about how she usually plans the exam time and how to analyze the questions. Meaning, how to start thinking backward step by step, and even how to ask questions when you can't do it.
I have to say that Zhong Youyou's voice is nice and the logic is very clear.
In the beginning, most of the people in this class were really foolish, but after she finished the English text, most people began to focus on her.
Then, following her train of thought, more than an hour later, most of the students in the class felt as if they had touched something out of the mess.
No matter how they don't want to admit it, they have to admit that the number one girl in the city invited by Ma Zheng is indeed amazing.
Just when they realized that Zhong Youyou was indeed great, they also realized the huge difference between themselves and the students in the opposite school.
In the past, these vocational high school students always evaded thinking about these issues, and kept numbing themselves with words like "learning is so great" and "can I fight?", but now, excellent people stand in front of them and force them They have to think--
As a result, many people in this class began to feel a sense of anxiety.
They waste their lives in this way, really, will they regret it in the future?
Let’s take English as an example. If we don’t talk about family background and the girl in front of me who speaks fluent English, wouldn’t her life be smoother in the future? Because she has the ability and excellence, she will have a smooth sailing. And what about them, is it true that they have to wash the dishes for the people at the opposite school as if they are self-deprecating?
Even if you struggle a little bit and climb up a little bit, it’s fine, and you won’t regret it in the future...
Ma Zheng couldn't help walking from the back of the classroom to the front, quietly looking at the students in his class, and seeing many students with complex and thinking expressions on their faces, he knew that no one was invited for this trip.
Academic performance is second, and the most important thing is to have a heart that is upward regardless of whether it is upstream or downstream.
But soon, there was some commotion in the class.
"Are you composing the essay sentences that you made up casually, are they plagiarizing the No. 1 Great God in the province on the competition program?"
Xiao Mei stared at Zhong Youyou suspiciously.
She was really angry, as if she had been slapped in the face, hotly wishing to find a hole in the hole, and now, she can only pick more Zhongyou thorns, otherwise she can't stay in this class.
However, Zhong Youyou just mentioned the composition example, and the sentence that he took out to amend the sentence turned out to be the original creation of the province's number one in the preliminary contest!
She immediately picked up the spirit of twelve points.
Ma Zheng almost laughed angrily by this student who has been causing trouble: "Xiao Mei, if you make any noise, go to the classroom and stop!"
"No, you open the forum and take a look. The forum has analyzed the topic that the great has done. This sentence is an original metaphor when the great is doing a comprehensive Chinese question!" Xiao Mei was filled with indignation, as if grabbing Zhong Youyou's little braid. I wish I could stand up and tell the class that Zhong Youyou borrowed something from someone else and said that he thought of it casually.
Vocational high school people didn't pay much attention to that preliminary game.
However, during the seven-day preliminary contest, Xiao Mei watched the whole process because her boyfriend from another school participated. Of course, she was still on her boyfriend’s ranking at first, but then her boyfriend disappeared in the tens of thousands of competitions. Among those, her attention has been completely attracted by the gossip on the forum.
That night, the series of operations performed by Wang Nuannuan, the number one god, made her excited.
What do people in the vocational high school admire most? They admire this kind of people who don't talk too much. They are much more domineering than Xiyu Qi, no, they are a hundred times more domineering.
As a result, she admired the great who was the first one, and then knew some of the posts of the great well. At this moment, seeing Zhong Yuyou said that it was a sentence that she thought casually, she immediately felt very familiar--
Then quickly open the forum and check the post. Isn’t this the same sentence? I haven't changed a few words. How dare Zhong Youyou say what she thinks now? Do you want to nod?
Some people below have watched the preliminary round. Although not many, some people quickly understood what Xiao Mei was talking about and found the post.
It really is! What's Zhong Youyou? He took other people's things and said it was his own? Mingde’s students are like this? Don't ask yourself?
All of a sudden, the class whispered.
Xiyuqi yelled a few quiet words, no one listened to her anymore, how could you care?
Zhong Youyou simply put down the prepared information, raised his arms and looked at the group of people in this class speechlessly.
She now suspects that Xiao Mei said just now that everyone in their class had their brains flooded. She really didn't think much before, and the sentence used in the competition came out of her mind and used it casually. Who knows this Xiao Mei remembers so firmly, like a qyxlp bastard...
"Teacher Ma, do I have to continue talking, or just stop here, right?" Zhong You asked with his head tilted happily.
Ma Zheng hurriedly encouraged: "Alright, classmate Yoyo, you should take a break first, the students in my class are indeed--"
Before she finished speaking, Xiao Mei suddenly raised her phone, stared at her, and gritted her teeth and said: "I have already sent a private message to the first-ranked god, saying that some people take her things without asking. Let's see what she says."
Although everyone else in this class felt that Xiao Mei had done too much, after all, the wave of English that Zhong Youyou had just read and the science questions she explained all showed her very high level. I just used other people's sentences casually, saying that it was my own. Maybe it was just a momentary memory error, or did you not care too much about this kind of thing?
Why should Xiao Mei make a fuss instead of holding on to others?
Even a few people couldn't help but speak out: "Xiao Mei, whose surname is Xiao, can you stop a bit, aren't you just jealous of others?"
"Am I jealous?" Xiao Mei was furious and turned around.
"Forget it." Someone rounded off.
Xiao Mei sent a private message to the number one in the province so soon, they can't say anything, forget it, just look at what the number one in the province says.
Zhong Youyou sighed softly, only feeling that watching Xiao Mei Nao's scene was like watching a child's play.
Suddenly she bent down, pulled out the cable of the projector in this class, took out the phone from her pocket, and said to Ma Zheng who was standing at the door: "Teacher Ma, can you turn on the projector in your class for me?"
Ma Zheng came up to help, and the classmates underneath thought, Zhong Youyou's mental quality is pretty good, and Xiao Meizhun has become this way, so he turned on the projector to continue the topic?
But the next second--
But I saw that the competition program software appeared on the projection screen.
Zhong Youyou held the phone, lowered her head, pressed her slender fingers twice, and she logged into the software.
The login name in the upper right corner is: qyxlp.
"..."
Wait, qyxlp? ? ?
What do you mean? ? ?
Even if he did not participate in the preliminary rounds and did not pay attention to the preliminary rounds, this nickname that has crushed the whole province has been familiar to him. I don't want to know that the gossip of the great gods all the way through the thorns and smashing all directions will pass into his ears.
But what do they see now?
The whole class was stunned.
Immediately afterwards, I saw Zhong Youyou in the background of qyxlp and clicked on the latest private message from Xiao Mei. She quickly typed a few words in the reply box with no expression, picked up her schoolbag, and left them indifferently within three seconds. The classroom of the class, looking like this, should never come again.
"Great God, someone copied you, please contact me, I will defend your rights! It just happened..."
--"none of your business."