Chapter 38: Live listening
Three days after the Xiaoyue exam, in the office.
Old Jane looked at Ruan Qingmu in front of her, took a sip of tea, and pressed down the dilemma: "Student Ruan Qingmu, for this monthly exam, I must first praise you."
He shook the language test paper in front of him: "In addition to the composition, your grades have improved a lot, very good, I am very pleased!"
A few days have passed since the big month exams on Mondays and Tuesdays, and the papers of each subject have been corrected. As the head teacher, the person who cares most about him is not a representative of each class, nor an honor student, no Knowing how to do it, the first person in line was actually Ruan Qingmu.
After all, he is a newly promoted class cadre, and last time this kid was too bold to say that two midterm exams were required to get into the top 100 in the grade. Although he knew that this was just nonsense, but He couldn't help but move in his heart, didn't he?
The midterm exam is still a while away. Even if you make a little progress in the first month of the monthly exam, it’s a good thing!
Ruan Qingmu looked over her head and looked at her papers.
Oh, 150 rolls, only 98 points.
"The previous basic knowledge was 90 points, and I got 73, which is very good, and has greatly improved compared with before. Especially in the modern part, this short board has made up a lot, not bad."
Old Jane pointed out the previous part: "It's only a month, it's very valuable!"
Ruan Qingmu tilted her head to look at him: "Teacher, is your composition so low?"
Old Jane looked constipated: "That's why I asked you to talk."
He tapped on the table with his fingers in a tangled manner: "You write this essay, the writing is smooth, coherent, and the point of view is clear..."
A language teacher next to her passed by with the test paper in her hand, and couldn't help but probed the probe curiously: "Then you only give them 25 points?"
As soon as she saw the title of the composition on the paper, the teacher smiled and read it out loud: ""Procedural justice, it's all bullshit!" - Oops, this student in your class has a very deafening opinion. what."
Old Jane's face was blood red: "You said this, can you get 25 points in the college entrance examination?"
He turned his head to Ruan Qingmu: "I think 20 points is not bad for you, according to the scoring rules, this is unhealthy thinking and extreme feelings, you can't look at the problem from a dialectical point of view - you You, you can't write a composition like this, do you understand?"
Ruan Qingmu tilted her head and looked at his innocent eyes: "Teacher, what you say is your heart, you teach it like this, you can't express it freely, so why write it out?"
Old Jane sucked in a breath, but she didn't speak in time.
"Teacher, my arguments and arguments, I think they are in line with the meaning of the question, the center is prominent, the content is substantial, and the feelings are sincere..."
It makes sense, but that's false. Even if you don't think it's false, it will never get a high score."
"Okay, we won't talk about whether your point of view is right or wrong, I'll just talk about your off topic." Lao Jian said earnestly, "Argumentative essays should focus on the topic, even if your point of view is biased, it will be reviewed. The teacher can endure it. You have played a large part of your own. You have written about how to implement it to ensure substantive justice. ?"
Ruan Qingmu didn't refute this time, she thought about it, and nodded happily: "Well, you are right, I am digressing here, pay attention next time."
Old Jane finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, as long as what you say makes sense, this child will still be obedient!
Ruan Qingmu thought for a while: "Would it be better for me to add some other evidence here? I just watched a movie a few days ago, it's called "The Godfather", it's very good. I think it's written in That's fine, isn't it, teacher?"
Old Jane choked again with a sip of tea: "Cough cough! Enough is enough, it's not messy enough!"
What "The Godfather"? Or the old father whose daughter was insulted begging the Mafia to help him get justice?
It’s really hard to take care of children these days!
"Think about it, write well, don't deviate from the topic, take into account both sides, pay attention to dialectical analysis, I think there is no problem with your composition getting more than 40 points. In this way, you have 113 points! "Old Jane clapped her leg excitedly, "Look, this is a pretty good result all of a sudden!"
When he looked up and saw the language teacher in the next class, he blushed: "It's pretty good in our class."
After a few desks, the head teacher of class 1, Mr. Huai, sneered, his voice was not too loud or too small: "Don't you say that English and Chinese are easy to learn, don't you know how to speak English?"
Ruan Qingmu raised her head and looked at her.
Tsk, this petite, actually remember this stubble.
Old Jane was a little embarrassed: "Yeah, I haven't asked the English teacher yet."
Mr. Huai glanced coolly at the table next to her: "Oh, the papers are there."
The English teacher of class 9 is not there, and the exam papers on the table seem to have been revised, and it has not been sent out in time.
Ruan Qingmu walked over slowly, poked around for a long time, then turned around and said to Lao Jian, "Teacher, I have 90 points."
Mr. Huai was right next to him, and he smiled, obviously sarcastic.
Relatively high grades.
More than 90 points, put it in her excellent training class, that is the score that needs to be asked by parents immediately.
Old Jane was very happy: "Oh, not bad, but also improved!"
He can remember clearly that Ruan Qingmu's English was only in the 50s in the last time when the school started the thorough examination!
But Teacher Huai did not give face: "Oh, this is far from the lowest score of our training class, but it's still a long way."
Old Jane looked a little embarrassed: "Mr. Huai, it's not like that, progress means seriousness, and seriousness is worthy of praise!"
Mr. Huai pouted: "It's bad, it's not bad to recognize the facts."
Looking at this lazy student, she has always been a little uncomfortable.
I heard that she has been completely transferred from the competition class. Fortunately, Qin Yuan in her class was not damaged.
Ruan Qingmu didn't say anything when suddenly, a voice sounded from the door.
"Teacher, you can't say that."
Qin Yuan walked into the office with the workbook he just picked up.
He didn't look at Ruan Qingmu, went to his head teacher and put down the homework book: "It's all, teacher. Besides, I agree with Teacher Jian. As long as you make progress, as long as you are serious, you will not You should be blamed again."
Mr. Huai was a little embarrassed, what happened to this child Qin Yuan? Repeatedly contradicted her for the sake of a gangster in a poor class?
"Okay, just take care of your own business."
Qin Yuan walked to Ruan Qingmu and glanced at his test paper quietly, his eyes suddenly stopped.
He stared at the first item with a score of 0, and turned to Mr. Huai: "Teacher, this monthly test, do you have the audio of English listening here?"
Mr. Huai was taken aback: "Yes."
"Can you play it again now?" Qin Yuan asked lightly.
Mr. Huai is a little puzzled, but she is not easy to refuse. Qin Yuan has always been the most popular top student in the class. Her various awards and so many first places in this class are all from this good student All in one hand, no matter what, she is reluctant to really reprimand and scold.
She took out her phone and found the audio backup: "You want to listen again, here?"
Qin Yuan turned his head, grabbed Ruan Qingmu's English test paper, spread it out on the table, and looked at him quietly: "Can you do it again? Now."
Ruan Qingmu was quiet for a while before sneering: "Why should I prove it to her?"
Qin Yuan's bright eyes only looked at him: "I want to see."
"Huh." Ruan Qingmu smiled.
He pulled out the chair, sat down in the empty seat, and clicked his chin if necessary: "Okay, I'll show it to you."
Qin Yuan reached out and took Teacher Huai's phone, clicked the play button, placed it in front of him, and stood silently aside.
The crisp and sweet standard female voice started to play the English listening of the day.
Mr. Huai and Lao Jian were both a little stupid, they opened their mouths to speak, but when they saw Qin Yuan's serious expression, they both stopped their mouths.
But what? How about asking Ruan Qingmu to do the listening again?
Twenty minutes passed, and the pen in his hand also swiped on his test paper.
Qin Yuan picked up the test paper and respectfully handed it to Teacher Huai: "Teacher, can I trouble you to mark it now?"
Mr. Huai took it, swept it a little, and suddenly froze.
The original first item, the bright 0 points, is on it. That is to say... he didn't even cover ABCD's chaos before?
She picked up the red pen involuntarily and read it one by one. Soon, she put down the pen, looking a little weird.
"Teacher, he was late for listening that day and didn't do a single question." His voice was not loud, but he was clear and calm, "But if you add the 24 points, it's 114 points."
Old Jane was on the side, her mouth opened suddenly.
114 points? ? Although it may not be enough to watch in the Peiyou class, but in the English score of their 9 classes, they can definitely be counted among the top few!
Qin Yuan looked at the head teacher seriously: "My English listening score is 29 points, and he is only 5 points lower than me. I think this listening score is quite good, isn't it, teacher?
Mr. Huai snorted reluctantly: "I can't add it like that, and also bring a redo paper?"
There was something she didn't say, but she didn't take it seriously. Is this the real grade? Could it be that I listened to the answers of my classmates after the discussion?
Qin Yuan nodded: "Of course it can't be added to the total score. But I just want to say that I saw with my own eyes that he was wearing headphones when he was eating and walking, and he was studying seriously. Therefore, I don't want to My respected teacher has always been prejudiced against such a classmate."
Mr. Huai blushed, opened her mouth, and Ruan Qingmu next to her suddenly smiled lazily.
He looked at Qin Yuan: "Okay, I'll show it to you, don't say that there are some."
He stood up and nodded nonchalantly to the two teachers: "Teacher, it's nothing, let's go."
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The two boys walked out of the door side by side, suddenly, a teacher in the corner of the office put on glasses and looked at Ruan Qingmu from a distance: "Hey, isn't this the student who was late that day? ?"
Old Jane turned her head: "What's up?"
"This student in your class is a good one. He was late and stayed at the door for more than ten minutes, but he never came in."
Mr. Huai asked blankly: "Why?"
The teacher smiled: "I'm afraid of affecting other students' listening to the broadcast."
Lao Jian and Teacher Huai were silent.
After a while, Teacher Huai looked a little embarrassed: "This student's grades are improving quite fast."
Sports teacher Wu came in with a bucket of pure water, changed the water dispenser in the office, and said casually: "Yes, old Jane, your class has a good new sports committee."
Old Jane woke up from her stupor: "Didn't you blame me for choosing him a while ago?"
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Ruan Qingmu returned to the classroom, most of the students in class 9 were taking a lunch break, and some girls were chatting in a low voice, giggling softly from time to time.
Bai Jing was burying his head in typing on his mobile phone, looked up to see him come in, and asked loudly, "Brother Ruan was called by Lao Jian again for training?"
Ruan Qingmu walked to the back row and lay down lazily: "Old Jane loves me too late."
Huang Ya laughed: "hitting is kissing and scolding, it is love, our brother Ruan is very much favored by Lao Jian - by the way, did you finally know about the fight with Xueba that day?"
Ruan Qingmu threw a ball of paper over and smashed it on his head: "Who fought, do we understand martial arts?"
"Oh, I get it! What did Jane ask you to do?"
Ruan Qingmu sighed: "Old Jane said that my composition is not correct, and I preached that violence should be used to control violence. He taught me a lesson."
Before he left, Lao Jian forced him a copy of "A Complete Book of High School Argumentation Papers", which was thick and heavy.
The boys next to her were silent for a while.
After a while, someone sighed with emotion: "Brother Ruan, you are a bullshit."
Besides, Liu Jun and a few people gathered together, whispered something, and glanced here.
Li Zhiyong scolded in a low voice: "What kind of virtue, all of them go to the lame man."
Wang Li looked over there and said sourly, "I'm not lame now, I think it runs faster than a rabbit."
Liu Jun gave him a cold look over there: "Why are they in the class now?"
Over there, Niu Xiaoqing turned around in front of her and asked in a low voice, "Sports Committee, can you help me draw another blackboard newspaper this week?"
Ruan Qingmu looked at her and said nothing.
Niu Xiaoqing embarrassed: "No, you're not helping me. Help our class..."
Tang Tiantian tugged at Niu Xiaoqing's sleeve quietly: "Don't worry, Ruan Qingmu also has his own business, he is always begging others, this is not good, the bottom is the bottom, don't you? Take the first place?"
Ruan Qingmu glanced at the two of them and sighed: "The two classmates, you are teaming up to corrupt me, right?"
Niu Xiaoqing's face flushed and she whispered, "Yes, agree or disagree? It's fine if you disagree, I, I draw by myself..."
Bai Jing probed and suddenly called out, "Oh, sister Niu is crying?"
Niu Xiaoqing rubbed her eyes in embarrassment: "Tumbling, old lady's eyes got sand!"
Fang Li glanced at her worriedly, it was true. Although Niu Xiaoqing was fierce, her eyes were really red.
Ruan Qingmu tilted her head, looked at her, then looked at Tang Tiantian's pitiful eyes, and finally waved her hand in pain.
"It's alright, I'll take care of it in the future. But you two are emotional kidnapping, understand?"
Niu Xiaoqing and Tang Tiantian glanced at each other in surprise, "puchi", and both laughed again.
Huang Ya suddenly shouted: "Hey, what did I hear? The sports committee and the publicity committee have an emotional relationship with the monitor!"
Niu Xiaoqing's face flushed, she leaned over and hit him with a stationery box: "You bitch! Do nothing, dare to talk nonsense..."
Huang Ya jumped up and ran back: "The propaganda committee murdered!"
Just after a few steps, Ruan Qingmu's feet were already there.
As soon as he stretched it out, Huang Ya stumbled and stumbled by his outstretched foot, and knelt down in front of Ruan Qingmu.
Ruan Qingmu picked up the thick "Model Essays of High School Argumentation Papers" and slapped him **** the back: "Do you want to die? It will help you."
In the classroom, it was lively, mixed with Huang Ya's shrill cry: "Sister Niu spare your life, Brother Ruan spare your life, I will never interfere with your emotional life again!"
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