Chapter 9: First place? really.

Her tablemate turned out to be No. 1 in the year? And still with such a high score! Nearly a hundred points higher than himself!
Song Xiaoyue still can't believe the authenticity of this score. That guy really got such a high score? Is this really the Ye Hao you know?
She suddenly turned her head to look for the figure in the crowd, but she couldn't find it.
At this time, in another trail, no one looked lonely when he saw a figure from back, with unwillingness in his eyes, and slowly disappeared to the corner.
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"Teacher. What's the matter when you suddenly called me over. I haven't seen my grades yet." Ye Hao looked at Zhao Yanting, who was a little rushed, and when she was about to wait for the exclamation of everyone, Zhao Yanting suddenly I found myself and brought him over.
Zhao Yanting stopped suddenly. She looked at Ye Hao with a small smile on her face. She said solemnly: "Ye Hao. Do you already know your grades?"
Ye Hao shrugged, "Well, it should be no different."
"What's the difference? You scored 723 points, which is more than 30 points higher than the second place Xia Xue!" Zhao Yanting bit her lip and looked at Ye Hao worriedly: "Ye Hao, you Tell me if you cheated on this exam."
"Cheating?" Ye Hao said with a smile: "Teacher, how should I cheat? Whom did I copy?"
Ye Hao was right. If he copied it, how could he have a higher score than everyone else, and still scored 723!
Their full score in all subjects is only 750, which means that Ye Hao has only deducted 27 points in all subjects. This is a score that has never appeared in Haicheng Middle School! In fact, if he takes the exam seriously, full marks are not impossible, but full marks are really scary.
So he deliberately made a few wrong questions.
"Ye Hao. I'm asking you very seriously now. Your matter is very serious. We know that you can't copy it, but...you know that your current grades are very unreasonable." Zhao Yanting looked a little anxious. Ye Hao.
Ye Hao seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Zhao Yanting's eyes: "You think I got the test papers in advance before I can get such a high score."
Zhao Yanting looked at Ye Hao and didn't say anything. She meant that, otherwise there was no reason to explain this matter.
Ye Hao knew very well that it was indeed unreasonable that he suddenly got such a high score, but he could not tell others that he had a systematic existence.
And when Ye Hao has the system, his future life is destined to surprise more people.
"I think no matter how much I say now, you won't believe the teacher. Let's go over, I think those teachers are also waiting in a hurry." Ye Hao looked at the office in the distance, and he could watch it from far away. There were many teachers standing at the door.
Zhao Yanting looked at Ye Hao’s confident gaze. She knew that she had no retreat now. After the final results came out, all the teachers in the school were shocked. The principal gathered all the teachers to discuss the matter without saying a word. Ye Hao, the person involved in this matter, was naturally summoned.
The two walked to the door of the office, and almost everyone's eyes fell on him.
There is surprise, doubt, curiosity, and contempt.
But there is another 50-year-old white-haired man in the office holding a test paper and shouting: "Who? Who deducted the score for this composition. Didn't I say before, this composition is perfect, it must be Full marks!"
"Wan old. Calm down, although this composition is indeed very good, but...we really rarely give full marks to the composition of our senior year." The young teacher next to him tried to comfort the old man's emotions.
But the old man just patted the table, blowing his beard and staring at him and roared: "I can't control other compositions. But for this composition, he is full marks, grammar, paragraphs, and even his writing method of each word, and punctuation. I watched it ten times and there was no error."
"Such a perfect composition. You actually deducted two points. I tell you, if you don't change it today, I will never finish with you. For such a good composition, who of you dares to deduct one point for me, try it!"
It's hard to believe that an old man with white hair would hold a test paper, pat it at the table and stare at ordinary people, and yelled one by one.
"Ahem...Lao Wan, you are an old senior in the language group, calm down." A middle-aged man in his forties in a neat Chinese tunic suit said lightly.
"Principal, I can tolerate everything, but I can't tolerate Chinese academics. What kind of essay he should score." The old man's tone was a little soothing, but he still stared at the young teachers.
"That...Principal. I brought Ye Hao from our class." Zhao Yanting said, pointing to Ye Hao who had brought her.
The principal came over with a steady smile on his face: "You are Ye Hao, right."
"Yes." Ye Hao looked at this principal, who was also very familiar with this principal. Don't look at this principal who is quite young. He is actually over half a hundred years old. He just looked young, as if he was surnamed Wu, principal Wu.
"I think you know what the teachers are asking for you, and I won't go around in circles. I ask you. Are these test papers written by you." Principal Wu's tone was very flat, and he pointed to a row on the next table. Completely spread out the test papers, as well as the Chinese test papers in the hands of Teacher Wan.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were concentrated on Ye Hao.
"Ye Hao. I advise you to be honest, the teachers will still forgive you." Ye Hao's Chinese teacher, Pan Mei, said strangely.
The meaning of her tone is very obvious, that is, Ye Hao used some ulterior means to achieve this result.
"Of course, I wrote these test papers." Ye Hao said unhurriedly.
"Classmate, your composition is perfect. Can you tell me more about the content of this composition." The teacher Wan was a little crazy holding the test paper and walked to Ye Hao, pointing to it The composition with 58 points is only two points away from the full score composition.
Perhaps it was because Ye Hao’s eyes were focused on the composition score. Teacher Wan hurriedly said:
Don’t worry about this composition score, I will definitely let them change it back for you. A good composition score is a full score. They even say cheating, other I dare not say about the subject, cheating in the composition? Who the is now writing me a full score composition on the spot."
While speaking, Teacher Wan also stared at the teachers in the language group, especially Pan Mei.
Pan Mei was a bit unwilling, but still dropped her head.
Because the identity of the old gentleman is something they never dare to offend.
As for writing a perfect score composition? Just kidding, even if a language expert takes the college entrance examination, he may not be able to write a full score composition!
"Okay. Lao Wan, wait a minute and ask if you have any questions. Now we need to give this classmate a chance to prove his strength." The principal took out a stack of brand new test papers and placed it in front of Ye Hao; Classmates, I think you also know that the teachers don’t believe in your grades."
"So these questions are specially prepared, as long as you can do 80% of these questions correctly. We believe in your results."
Ye Hao took the test paper and looked at the suspicious eyes around him, don't believe me? Well, let you see what genius is today! `