There are generally two types of people with particularly good English scores in high school.

A kind of person who can accurately solve the subject, predicate, object and form of each sentence, explain the key points of each grammar, which question should be chosen and what should not be chosen, and what is right and what is wrong.

There is another type that depends on two words: sense of language.

Yang Jing only needs to scan the paper to know which student belongs to which kind of student, because the former likes to draw circles when doing questions, and there are always many traces on the paper, while the latter basically only has abcd.

The students she has very clear about, Jiang Tian, ​​Qi Jiahao, including the second-tier student committee members, the class monitors, and Sheng Wang is a rare language-like type.

Yang Jing mentioned this in class. She actually hopes that the students in Class A can focus on exercising their sense of language. With a good sense of language, they can match grammar to improve the speed of their questions, but most of these unlucky children don’t care.

Because it is well known that the students in Class A are famously fast to do the test. Students in any class are chased by them, so why bother to speed up?

A few shameless people even claimed to be "Dugu Qiubai". Today, half of these "Qiubai" were standing in the corridor.

The classroom doors and windows were locked, and Yang Jing had already started teaching. The students who were bombarded all laid the test papers on the wall to make up for homework.

Mingli Building is famous for its good lighting, with the scorching sun shining on their backs. Within a few minutes, several boys began to sweat wildly.

"Sister Chili, do you have a tissue? Lend me to wipe it." Gao Tianyang crossed two people and borrowed tissue from a girl.

The girl was not as thick-skinned as they were. When she handed over the tissue, she asked: "Sister Jing said when will we go back?"

"I didn't say that, I guess when will I finish and go in."

"Okay, the future is promising." A boy relied on Sister Jing not to hear it, and wrote and yelled: "If you don't say anything else, who can do the speed of brushing the paper faster than me? No one!"

Gao Tianyang couldn't listen: "Hey, turn around and see who is standing next to you. Is this true if you stand in that position?"

The boy turned his head and saw Jiang Tian’s expressionless side face next to him.

"Brother Tian, ​​I'm sorry." He didn't hesitate for a second, and after he was timid, he turned to Gao Tianyang and said, "Is Brother Tian a good person? It doesn't count. So what he said just now is correct."

Sheng Wang had just finished a page and took a look at the other side while moving the paper.

Jiang Tian stood at the other end, because he was tall, and he seemed extremely outstanding in the crowd and was not blocked tightly. He was still doing the questions, and the people around him were talking nonsense, and he never raised his eyelids.

Is this because of being cold... or is it because of being in a bad mood?

Sheng Wang was holding a pen cap in his mouth, a little guilty.

He glanced over there for a while and saw Jiang Tian turn the first paper to the opposite side. At that moment, his thin eyelids seemed to lift.

Sheng Wang immediately withdrew his gaze, grabbed the pen and filled in a c in brackets.

After filling in the question, he glanced at the question, then crossed out c and changed it to b.

Gao Tianyang next to him did not notice these small movements. He was tilting his head to look into the classroom and sighing: "Today, Brother Tian Sheng is not here, just Lao Qi is the domineering king."

Sister Jing's class was as always erected, and she did not let go of the others just because she was missing a dozen people. Only Qi Jiahao could sit down safely every time she stood up.

"When it comes to Lao Qi, do you still remember when he first came to our class?" said the boy who was quick to write questions.

"Oh yes, I forgot if you don't mention it. He came from Class 5, right?" another person replied.

"I remember, he rushed into our class for the first semester of the first semester of high school, but he never went down after that." Gao Tianyang said suddenly laughed, "Hey! When it comes to the speed of the test, Lao Qi laughed so hard that he laughed. When he first came, he was in the same class as me. Wasn't that day a test? I did one question, he did half the face, and I finished it, and he was still stumbled on the second page. I forgot what grades in the end. Anyway, his hands were shaking when the get out of class was over. I asked me if you are the fastest in Class A to do the test? I said no, I counted down. He was almost crying."

Several boys laughed and said, "He is awesome to be able to practice until now."

"Yes, it's our turn to chase him now." Gao Tianyang said, "Have you seen him brushing English exercise papers? That's so fast! Didn't Sister Jing say that she has a difficult exercise paper with 150 questions in two hours, and the college entrance examination time is more than enough. Lao Qi, that beast can finish it in one and a half hours, and I'll make it for him."

"How idle are you?"

"I've made a plan for Brother Tian." Gao Tianyang relied on his childhood friend and also because Jiang Tian was away from him, and spoke unscrupulously: "Brother Tian was 5 minutes faster than Lao Qi that time, and he was also a livestock!"

"Day, this is nearly 20 questions in 10 minutes?"

"yes."

“I want to drop out of school.”

"I also think that I am stimulated every day in front of me. Just look at the whole grade at this speed, can I find a third one?!" Gao Tianyang finally remembered that there was a full-scoring new friend next to me.

"Oh no, there's Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng should be doing the test very quickly." He said as he stretched out his head and saw that Sheng Wang was already doing the second test.

Gao Tianyang was stunned for a moment and silently looked at his own paper - the first half of the first one.

Let’s look at the person next to you. It’s either the tail of the first front half or the beginning of the second half.

He took out his cell phone and took a look at the time. From 20 minutes since they started to make up for homework, Sheng Wang has completed 58 questions...

"I..." Gao Tianyang was stunned, "Fuck?"

"Why are you scolding me?" Sheng Wang said.

As he spoke, his black eyes moved and read a question, and wrote a d in brackets.

Gao Tianyang: "???"

Sheng Wang did three questions without pause, and finally turned his head in wonder.

Gao Tianyang said with a straightforward and unrestless words: "Dad, do you recite the answer?"

"I don't have a son like you." Sheng Wang said angrily, "Are you ultraviolet poisoned? You speak normally."

"No--" Gao Tianyang was very disappointed, "How can you scan the questions and get the answer? Don't you have to analyze them?"

Sheng Wang thought about it and said, "I will draw a few particularly complicated sentences."

"Which sentence is not complicated?"

"Um."

"What's wrong!" Gao Tianyang said with a look of sacrifice, "Let me die happily, just say how long will it take for Sister Jing to complete these 150 exercises?"

"One hour." Sheng Wang hadn't calculated it, so he estimated it. Seeing the gradually deformed faces of the people, he wanted to say for another twenty minutes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Jiang Tian also glanced at him.

For some reason, Sheng Wang paused and opened the screen on the spot, saying, "It's about an hour."

"Hold!"

The corridor homework group cursed in unison. Only Jiang Tian was not in a mood and coldly withdrew his gaze and continued to do the questions.

Sheng Wang had a monkey scratching his head in his heart. He suddenly felt that the screen was so boring, and he was quite stupid.

The classroom door opened amid everyone's scolding. Yang Jing poked out half of her body and said, "I thought I couldn't hear it, right? Are you swearing when I make up for my homework?"

Gao Tianyang stretched out his head and said, "Without Sister Jing, we just sighed that Sheng Wang was quick to do the questions." After that, he quickly shrank back.

Yang Jing sneered, raised her chin and said, "Let you practice your sense of language but not your sense of language. Do you know the difference now?"

"How to practice, teacher?"

"Listen, read, speak more." Yang Jing said this and asked, "Sheng Wang, have you been abroad before?"

"No," Sheng Wang said, "But my father has a few foreign friends. One of the sons has been studying abroad for a few years. He has been living in my house at that time. Now he can speak voice from time to time, which may have an impact."

"No wonder."

After Yang Jing murmured, she became fierce again: "So you can finish writing it easily and hand me a blank paper. Keep staying outside. After two classes, no one is allowed to come in. If you don't give you a little memory, you don't know how to write the word "coward"!"

"I'm already very scared."

Yang Jing let out a "hoosh" and locked the door.

When get out of class was over, the top floor of Mingli Building was very lively.

Not only did the students from Class A come out to visit, but there were 12 classes on the third floor downstairs, and people rushed up in each class, and there were also many lying beside the window on the first floor opposite.

Even the teachers in the office couldn't sit still and came out to laugh at them. Lao Wu, who taught mathematics, went to the hot water room twice in 10 minutes. The math class representative couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "Teacher, do you drink boiled water so quickly during the dog days?"

Old Wu held the cup and said slowly, "I'm here to travel." He did not hide his mentality of watching the fun without bothering him.

The students of Class A have always been a little bit big or small, and these teachers are used to it. As long as they are not during class, they can make any jokes. After saying that, Lao Wu stretched out his fingers and pointed at the three girls who were walking by hand in the corridor and said, "Here, these three girls, from Class 8? I saw that they have traveled three or four times back and forth. Hey, is the toilet on the second floor broken?"

"Yeah, yeah, line up." The three girls were talking nonsense and ran away. They didn't forget to look at people while running. When they passed by Jiang Tian, ​​they blushed and smiled, and when they passed by Sheng Wang, they blushed and smiled.

It’s not that Mr. Shanda has never been a tourist attraction, but today it’s really embarrassing.

He held the paper to cover his face, moved a few steps at a time, and then moved a few steps at a time, and he was simply unavoidable.

The class bell finally rang, and tourists came like a tide and retreated like a tide. The attraction still has to continue to stick.

Sheng Wang put down the paper and breathed a sigh of relief, complaining: "Is the get out of class of the affiliated high school so idle?"

After the words fell, no one responded. He turned around and found that the supporter Wang Gaotianyang had lost. Jiang Tian was standing next to him now.

He actually moved from the front door of the classroom to the back door of the classroom.

The sun is still very spicy, and more than a dozen people are like buns that have just come out of the trunk, which is so annoying that they get close to it.

Jiang Tian also had sweat on his temples, and his neck and Adam's apple were covered with a layer of turbulence under the light, but he still looked cold, just like a drink bottle just taken out of the freezer, with a layer of water vapor all over his body, but it was cold.

Sheng Wang also turned around and spread the paper on the wall, but he did not rush to do the remaining questions.

Jiang Tian’s progress is not much different from his. He has done more than 120 lessons in one class. There are many circles of traces on the paper, and there are also phrases he marked with hand. The letters are sloppy but beautiful.

Sheng Wang hesitated for a moment and whispered to him: "Jiang Tian?"

The other party paused for a moment.

"Why didn't you write?" Sheng Wang asked.
To be continued...