Chapter 146: No. 1 in Sicheng, No. 1 in Liberal Arts!

In an instant, my heart stopped beating.

Cheng Liang subconsciously glanced at the dean's face, as if he wanted to see something from it.

"This Ye Wan..."

"What happened to Ye Wan?"

Cheng Liang leaned over the desk with the upper half of his body.

With just one glance, the whole person froze.

This is... the exam was so bad that even Cheng Liang didn't expect it?

Zhao Yuxiu smiled sympathetically, "Something happened to Ye Wan's family, and she had to suspend her school. During the most critical sprint period of the college entrance examination, she didn't go to class. It's understandable that she didn't do well in the exam. Old Cheng, you..." Don't be too sad.

Before he finished speaking, he received the gazes of Cheng Liang and the teaching director.

As if to say: How can there be such a mentally handicapped person?

Smiling froze, Zhao Yuxiu walked over.

Then, he froze in front of the computer.

Language: 148

Math: 150

English: 150

Comprehensive essays: 295

Total score: 743

Rank: 1

Ye Wan scored 743 points in the test?

Arts Comprehensive? ? ?

how is this possible?

Zhao Yuxiu's science class,

The highest score this year was 728 points.

The 16th in Sicheng.

And this is already the highest score that Mingde Middle School has ever scored.

Ninety percent of the students in the aristocratic school are dudes and ladies from the wealthy circle of Sicheng.

The remaining 10% were from poor families who could not afford to go to public high schools, and were recruited by Mingde with money.

Not to mention tuition and miscellaneous fees.

As long as the student status is transferred to Mingde, one person will be rewarded with 20,000 yuan.

If the college entrance examination can be ranked in the top 100 in Sicheng, an additional 50,000 yuan will be rewarded.

In Zhao Yuxiu's class, the girls who scored 728 points in the test were like this.

Except for her, most of the scores in the class are between 550-700.

The few unsatisfactory ones are not lower than 500.

For Zhao Yuxiu, it was considered a good teaching achievement.

It is taken for granted that Sicheng 16 with a score of 728 is enough to become the best result of Mingde Middle School this year, but Zhao Yuxiu never dreamed that Ye Wan got a score of 743 in the test.

Sicheng is the first.

Liberal arts champion.

"Oh, I really didn't expect it. No wonder people often say that adversity determines destiny. Ye Wan's test scores are so good, she can comfort her parents in heaven."

As he said that, Zhao Yuxiu smiled and said, "No wonder Lao Cheng is so nervous. I'm betting on Ye Wan."

It was as if Ye Wan was the only one in the class who got good grades in the exam.

"Look at the others."

Ye Wan's score gave Cheng Liang great confidence.

Not caring about offending the dean now, Cheng Liang went around to the desk and grabbed the mouse.

The more you look down, the brighter the joy on your face.

Zhao Yuxiu's eyebrows jumped up suddenly.

No, there are also unexpected exams, right?

"Wang Lei can do it, 699 points, sixth in Sicheng Liberal Arts... Fu Mingming, 695, ninth in Liberal Arts... Chen Hui 685, 18th in Liberal Arts..."

At the beginning, I could look at the results of each subject, and then I only looked at the total score and ranking.

In the end, there were so many students who did well in the exam that Cheng Liang didn't even care about the total score, he only looked at their Sicheng liberal arts ranking.

"21, 26, 37, 39, 42..."

Cheng Liang was still scrolling the mouse to look down, but Zhao Yuxiu's face was already ugly.

50 people in each class.

In her second class, there are only 9 in the top 100 in Sicheng.

She thought it was a good achievement.

As a result, there are so many in Cheng Liang's class?

This has not been drawn to the end, there are already more than a dozen, right?

What did she say just now?

Those who lose, want to invite the teachers of the whole school to dinner at the Sicheng Hotel?

The cheapest banquet in Sicheng Hotel, 6888 per table.

Counting as ten tables, including drinks, it would be a small hundred thousand.

Thinking of the dinner table, from the principal to the teachers in each class, everyone was congratulating Cheng Liang at the dinner table.

It was as if this was a celebration banquet for him.

Zhao Yuxiu's eyes darkened.

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