Chapter 1077 This Is the Men’s Locker Room!

Ye Linlang stared closely at the paper in the class teacher's hand, trying to tell whether it belonged to her.

It's a pity that she is too far away, how can she have such good eyesight!

Ye Linlang took a chance and glanced at Yin Zihan, but didn't Miaomiao say that Yin Zihan had the worst grades in Class A?

Maybe Yin Zihan is at the bottom for her?

Yin Zihan seemed to see through Ye Linlang's thoughts at a glance, and he shrugged needlessly.

"Don't look at me. How can I do my homework so well?"

But seeing how strange Ye Linlang's face looked, Yin Zihan was startled and suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Ye Linlang, why are you so worried? Aren't you a top student? You wouldn't say that your English is so bad that you can't even compare to a junior high school student, right?"

Yin Zihan is quite aware that their class teacher rarely trains people, let alone exaggerating the level of a paper.

When Ye Linlang heard Yin Zihan's words, a bitter smile suddenly appeared on her face.

In fact...according to the kind of educational resources in Xiaohuang Village, her English is not as good as that of junior high school students in City A. Isn't it strange?

But Ye Linlang couldn't say these words.

Deep down, she is a person with both low self-esteem and high self-esteem, and does not want others to know about her life experience.

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Just when Ye Linlang was feeling anxious, the head teacher had already named her.

"Student Ye Linlang, please tell everyone, did you fall asleep while doing the paper last night? Otherwise, how could you only get five multiple-choice questions right!"

Really yourself!

Ye Linlang suppressed the emotions in her heart and felt an inexplicable dull pain.

When the people around heard Ye Linlang's name, they all looked at her in shock.

"Oh my god, so Ye Linlang's English is so poor? Didn't you say she is a top student?"

"Yesterday's paper was obviously very easy. I finished it in twenty minutes."

"How can a fake academic master like Ye Linlang come to Lingyun High School because her family has no money? I don't think she is simple..."

The classmates gossiped about each other for a while. When Ye Linlang heard the whispers, her face suddenly turned a little pale.

The class teacher seemed too angry. She grabbed the paper and angrily threw it back to the desk where Xia Qianqian and Jiang Qiran were sitting.

"Qianqian, go hand out the papers."

Just then, a gust of wind came and blew the English test papers on the desk, but fortunately they were not blown to the ground.

Seeing Xia Qianqian stand up and pick up the stack of papers, Jiang Qiran, who had been silent, suddenly stretched out his hand and took the top one that had just been criticized.

Xia Qianqian was stunned.

When she saw Jiang Qiran reaching out, she was pleasantly surprised and thought that Jiang Qiran was going to hand out papers for her, but she didn't expect that it was not the case.

Xia Qianqian's heart immediately felt a trace of indescribable disappointment.

But Jiang Qiran completely ignored the expression of the school beauty next to him.

He picked up Ye Linlang's paper and read it very quickly. In just a few seconds, he read through the multiple-choice questions in the paper at a glance.

"Teacher, there seems to be something wrong with your arithmetic. Student Ye Linlang clearly got seven of the multiple-choice questions right, not the five you just mentioned."

The head teacher didn't expect that Jiang Qiran would actually bother to check such a small problem, and he was immediately stunned!

When the whole class saw Jiang Qiran openly correcting the teacher, they all burst into laughter!

Many girls looked towards Ye Linlang, obviously envious of Ye Linlang for being able to get Jiang Qiran to clarify!

After all, he is a teacher, and the head teacher immediately felt a little embarrassed when he was slapped in the face so openly.

Her face turned blue and white, and she was determined not to admit her mistake.

"Classmate Jiang, junior high school students can all do such a simple question. Is there any difference between a five-choice question and a seven-choice question?"

However, Jiang Qiran still looked calm.

His voice was clear and deep, with a strange magnetism. His tone was obviously not high-pitched, but it made people involuntarily calm down and want to hear what he had to say.

"Of course there is a difference. What is important in learning is seeking truth from facts. Excessive exaggeration is not a good thing. Even if you get a simple question wrong, you should not directly assert that others did not do the question seriously."

Ye Linlang looked at the boy in the white shirt on the other side of the classroom, and suddenly felt the urge to cry!

It seemed like those words were all about defending her.

God knows how sad she was when she heard the classmates around her calling her a fake academic master.

From the beginning to the end, she never said that she was a top student and how good her grades would be, but those people forced that name on her!

When he found out that was not the case, he openly slandered her!

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Ye Linlang didn't know how this English class ended.

The teacher analyzed the solutions to the multiple-choice questions on the paper one by one on the blackboard, but Ye Linlang couldn't understand it at all.

In fact, for people like Ye Linlang who have almost no foundation in English, no matter how detailed the class teacher thinks he is, it is impossible for him to give Ye Linlang all the English knowledge in junior high school and elementary school.

After English class, there is physical education class.

There is an unwritten rule in Lingyun High School that boys and girls will not train together in physical education classes.

Jiang Qiran chose swimming, and she chose tennis.

It happened that the physical education teacher in charge of teaching tennis had something happened at home and said he would arrive fifteen minutes late. Ye Linlang didn't know which muscle was wrong, so she wanted to go to Jiang Qiran to express her gratitude.

First, I want to thank him for helping me get the jade pendant back, and second, I want to thank him for speaking out in class.

Well, Ye Linlang finally admitted that she just wanted to find a chance to strike up a conversation with Jiang Qiran!

Of course, the school's swimming pool was in session now, and there were so many people there, so it was impossible for Ye Linlang to go there directly to find him.

Ye Linlang made a compromise and cleverly found the right place when there was no one in the boys' locker room.

With her ability to guess, she quickly found the room where Jiang Qiran's student number was hung!

Needless to say, at the beginning of Class A, Grade 1, Jiang Qiran was the last student to transfer in, and her student number was only one place behind her.

Ye Linlang pushed open the door of the dressing room, took the ballpoint pen she brought with her, and prepared to leave a note for Jiang Qiran.

She was actually timid and a little afraid to thank Jiang Qiran in person.

If you leave a note like this now, Jiang Qiran should be able to read it, right?

Ye Linlang was writing furiously when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the door!

There was also the noise of various boys, many of whom were discussing what happened in the class today. Although Ye Linlang's name was also mentioned, they were mostly talking about Xia Qianqian.

Then there was the sound of someone taking off their shirt.

Ye Linlang was shocked when he heard this!

She suddenly realized that her head was really hot!

This is the men's locker room!

Just when Ye Linlang was complaining in her heart, she suddenly saw the door in front of her being pushed open from the outside inward!