Halfway through the evening self-study, Zhu Jianbin appeared out of nowhere.

"The afternoon test papers have been corrected. The monitor and class representatives will help distribute them."

"Each group has one copy of the answer and circulates it to each other."

While talking, he asked the math class representative and monitor Li Xue to distribute the test papers.

"For those who didn't come to study in the evening, let them know tomorrow."

After a pause, Zhu Jianbin added: "Everyone has mastered the basic parts of this test well. Let's keep up the good work."

"Fang Nian, come here."

Fang Nian: "..."

What's the matter with me?

I'm not the math class representative, nor am I the monitor.

After arriving at the office, Zhu Jianbin had already lit a cigarette.

Upon seeing this, Fang Nian joked: "Lao Zhu, I don't mind, but you just keep slapping me in front of me every time."

"I wonder if you were trapped by the stock market because you were addicted to smoking before. Now that your face is glowing every day, you don't want to be the same as before."

Zhu Jianbin's eyes widened: "Hey, I've been teaching for more than ten years, and this is the first time I've been lectured by one of my own students."

"Okay, no more smoking!"

After stubbing out his cigarette butt, Zhu Jianbin muttered and continued: "You are indeed better at giving lectures than I am."

"Tsk." Fang Nian didn't want to say anything.

Zhu Jianbin didn't care and continued: "This is a compulsory test with a one-hundred-point paper. Do you know what the lowest score in the class is?"

"I haven't seen the paper yet. Where can I get it?" Fang Nian said, spreading his hands.

He felt that he might not be a member of Class 174.

I've missed two math exams. Now not only is my math textbook gone, I can't even touch the edges of the test paper.

Thinking of this, Fang Nian suddenly looked at Zhu Jianbin: "Are you making money from me? If you print one less test paper and talk less, you will save a few cents."

Zhu Jianbin: "!"

"I...you!"

"Okay, I can't beat you. Five perfect scores, the lowest score is 65, unprecedented."

Fang Nian asked curiously: "Li Jun and Wang Cheng also passed?"

When standing on the podium, Fang Nian could easily see who was listening to the class and who was not. These two people were the least serious about listening to class these days.

On the other hand, other people who were originally careless about learning, had a cold-eyed attitude, and finally followed the train of thought and entered the state.

Although it still felt very laborious for Fang Nian, after all, they were only seventeen or eighteen-year-old children who had never been out of school and did not have many mature thoughts.

"The two of them had the lowest scores. After I finished correcting them, I looked at them twice and it didn't look like they were copied."

Zhu Jianbin replied.

Then he said: "How about it, if you can achieve such results after a few days of substitute teaching, do you feel a sense of accomplishment?"

"No, if nothing happens, I'll leave first." Fang Nian said warily.

He has been so tired these past few days. When he comes home from evening study every day, he just wants to lie down on the bed. He even loses a lot of code words.

Although Zhu Jianbin had good intentions, he really didn't need it.

Seeing this, Zhu Jianbin waved his hand: "Hurry and leave!"

So Fang Nian patted his butt and hurried away.

What's rare is that Li Annan didn't tell Fang Nian how many points he got in the exam.

According to Fang Nian's observation, he didn't do well in the exam, and his thinking hasn't changed yet.

In comparison, Liuyang's thoughts are a bit complicated.

She was originally ranked first, but this time she lost two points for the first time, not one out of five.

So both of them are a bit autistic.

This actually allowed Fang Nianwan to study on his own and be busy with his own affairs. Although Liuyang and Li Annan were also discerning before, they were different after all.

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During morning reading the next day, class teacher Li Donghong relayed the notice issued by the school.

"According to the emergency instructions issued by the school, the first mock exam for senior high school students in the city will be organized next Tuesday and Wednesday."

"The school's originally planned midterm exam has been cancelled."

"The test papers for this exam are based on the difficulty questions set by the higher-level units based on the difficulty of previous college entrance examinations, so everyone must review them carefully."

After Li Donghong finished speaking, among the noisy reading in the classroom, more than half of them were whispering.

The main reason is that everyone finds it strange and such an arrangement is rare.

It doesn't matter how old you are.

It is better to set questions based on the college entrance examination standards, so that you can roughly evaluate your own level...

...The fifth period after lunch is mathematics.

According to Zhu Jianbin's original review plan, he was supposed to start reviewing the second compulsory course today, but in order to prepare for the exam, he naturally had to review some content unexpectedly.

"Today we will talk about these questions..."

After spending a few minutes talking about a topic, Zhu Jianbin found that everyone in the classroom was not very enthusiastic.

He was a little confused: "Is there something you still don't understand?"

"No."

As a tool to answer questions, Zhu Pengfei gave several answers in unison.

"Then what's going on with you?"

Zhu Jianbin simply put down the chalk in his hand and looked towards the audience.

He was filled with doubts.

The atmosphere in the classroom is very wrong.

Usually there are not many people attending the lectures, but at most they are just hiding and busy reading novels or something;

Unlike now, when most eyes are looking at the blackboard, it is obvious that they are expecting and disappointed at the same time.

Under Zhu Jianbin's continuous questioning, someone finally spoke boldly.

"Teacher, can you let Fang Nian take us to review?"

Then everyone followed suit.

"That's right, if Fang Nian takes us to review, maybe I can pass."

"I also want to try and pass."

"Fang Nian gets full marks every time and lectures well. It will definitely be useful to review with us."

"I scored 80 in this in-class test!"

"..."

Fang Nian, who was busy conceiving the last big plot, was startled.

Hey, are you treating me like a tool just because you're just doing this?

He also made it sound like he was shouting loudly.

Zhu Jianbin clapped his hands: "Does this mean I didn't review well enough?"

The classmates below quickly denied it.

Even if you have cerebral palsy, you still know more or less what to say and what not to say.

"What we mean is..."

"review."

"Well, let's learn how to review in the next year."

A sentence can only be completed if three or five are put together.

Zhu Jianbin looked at Fang Nian and said, "Fang Nian, do you want to come up and review it with everyone?"

Of course Fang Nian understood what Zhu Jianbin meant, and he did not want to be a tool for everyone to review. He had no experience in this area at all. Sprint review required judging the scope of the exam.

He said, "The teacher knows better how to review, but I don't."

"You can tell me why."
To be continued...