In the early morning of the second day, Ms. Chen didn’t come, but the political science teacher came in.
A student shouted, “How come I am not surprised at all?”
The class burst into laughter.
The political science teacher wore thick glasses, he was very thin and had a serious expression. When he heard that, he glanced down through his thick lenses. Seeing that the boy didn’t speak anymore, he gave the test papers to the class leader Zhao Zhurun and some were given to the political science class representative, “Distribute it.”
After the test papers were distributed, the political science teacher didn’t sit on the podium to write lesson plans or check homework like Ms. Chen. He walked back and forth with his hands behind his back and stopped from time to time behind to see what each student was writing.
Even the naughty Shā mǎ tès were quiet after the test started. Even if they snickered as soon as the teacher came to them, they would neither speak nor whisper.
Some of the students were planning to study abroad and the teacher knew their plans. But there were a large number of students, such as those special sports students, who needed to take the college entrance examination.
The book that Su Xingchen brought back the previous night was a political science book.
She transmigrated into the world of Xianxia and came back. Although she didn’t bring back any cheats, only one was enough to benefit her immensely, which was the growth of her consciousness.
With her powerful consciousness, she not only had a superb memory that was unforgettable, but also doubled her efforts in her daily study.
Politics was mainly about reciting and combining current affairs, domestic affairs, and world affairs.
For this test, the syllabus was the one they studied and it didn’t exceed the outline. But since she came back at a bad time just before exams, she couldn’t guarantee that the questions she was answering were right or wrong. Some big questions needed to be combined with the understanding of the current politics.
The political science teacher reached Su Xingchen, and stayed behind her.
When the political science teacher came to stop, Su Xingchen knew, but she didn’t pay attention. Even in the past, she didn’t care about it. Her family members had influenced her emotions. Many other times, she lived relatively alone.
The political science teacher had been standing behind Su Xingchen for a long time, mainly because he was surprised. This student who usually didn’t attend his class, answered all the questions.
He was a little interested. It showed that the student who looked quiet in class in fact, was listening attentively to what he said in class.
Cheng Kangyao saw that the political science teacher was near and didn’t leave. He could have pretended to write, but he couldn’t write anything other than the multiple choice questions, so he looked up.
The political science teacher also looked at him.
The serious and unsmiling political science teacher and the green haired Shā mǎ tè exchanged glances very calmly, without any sparks of collision.
After staring at each other for a few seconds, Cheng Kangyo turned to face his paper.
The political science teacher followed his actions and set his eyes on his paper.
It was completely blank.
The political science teacher sternly tapped his bench and left.
Forty-five minutes later after the class bell rang and the students handed in the papers. When Su Xingchen came to hand in her paper, the political science teacher looked up at her face.
After returning to the office, he put the papers on the desk, followed by the teachers of other classes who also brought the papers back. Instead of correcting the papers immediately, they went to the cafeteria for breakfast.
The students were doing morning exercises and so they didn’t need to line up at the canteen with students.
After eating, these teachers returned to the office and took out the test papers one after another to check.
Each subject had a separate office, one for language, one for math, one for physics and chemistry and one for political science.
The science office was large, so it also had liberal arts staff.
The teachers of the same subject had the same office. The political science teacher in Class 16 was usually the quietest one. He neither criticized or praised anyone.
Everyone understood him.
Regarding Class 16, one could criticize them if they wanted to but no one could praise them.
They were spitting blood while checking some of the test papers. They called the political science teacher, “Old Liu, take out a test paper from your class and show me. My tolerance is so low, it will get better after seeing your class paper. These students even answer simple questions wrong!”
The political science teacher who didn’t talk much at all, looked up at him and handed him a test paper cooperatively.
In the early morning of the second day, Ms. Chen didn’t come, but the political science teacher came in.
A student shouted, “How come I am not surprised at all?”
The class burst into laughter.
The political science teacher wore thick glasses, he was very thin and had a serious expression. When he heard that, he glanced down through his thick lenses. Seeing that the boy didn’t speak anymore, he gave the test papers to the class leader Zhao Zhurun and some were given to the political science class representative, “Distribute it.”
After the test papers were distributed, the political science teacher didn’t sit on the podium to write lesson plans or check homework like Ms. Chen. He walked back and forth with his hands behind his back and stopped from time to time behind to see what each student was writing.
Even the naughty Shā mǎ tès were quiet after the test started. Even if they snickered as soon as the teacher came to them, they would neither speak nor whisper.
Some of the students were planning to study abroad and the teacher knew their plans. But there were a large number of students, such as those special sports students, who needed to take the college entrance examination.
The book that Su Xingchen brought back the previous night was a political science book.
She transmigrated into the world of Xianxia and came back. Although she didn’t bring back any cheats, only one was enough to benefit her immensely, which was the growth of her consciousness.
With her powerful consciousness, she not only had a superb memory that was unforgettable, but also doubled her efforts in her daily study.
Politics was mainly about reciting and combining current affairs, domestic affairs, and world affairs.
For this test, the syllabus was the one they studied and it didn’t exceed the outline. But since she came back at a bad time just before exams, she couldn’t guarantee that the questions she was answering were right or wrong. Some big questions needed to be combined with the understanding of the current politics.
The political science teacher reached Su Xingchen, and stayed behind her.
When the political science teacher came to stop, Su Xingchen knew, but she didn’t pay attention. Even in the past, she didn’t care about it. Her family members had influenced her emotions. Many other times, she lived relatively alone.
The political science teacher had been standing behind Su Xingchen for a long time, mainly because he was surprised. This student who usually didn’t attend his class, answered all the questions.
He was a little interested. It showed that the student who looked quiet in class in fact, was listening attentively to what he said in class.
Cheng Kangyao saw that the political science teacher was near and didn’t leave. He could have pretended to write, but he couldn’t write anything other than the multiple choice questions, so he looked up.
The political science teacher also looked at him.
The serious and unsmiling political science teacher and the green haired Shā mǎ tè exchanged glances very calmly, without any sparks of collision.
After staring at each other for a few seconds, Cheng Kangyo turned to face his paper.
The political science teacher followed his actions and set his eyes on his paper.
It was completely blank.
The political science teacher sternly tapped his bench and left.
Forty-five minutes later after the class bell rang and the students handed in the papers. When Su Xingchen came to hand in her paper, the political science teacher looked up at her face.
After returning to the office, he put the papers on the desk, followed by the teachers of other classes who also brought the papers back. Instead of correcting the papers immediately, they went to the cafeteria for breakfast.
The students were doing morning exercises and so they didn’t need to line up at the canteen with students.
After eating, these teachers returned to the office and took out the test papers one after another to check.
Each subject had a separate office, one for language, one for math, one for physics and chemistry and one for political science.
The science office was large, so it also had liberal arts staff.
The teachers of the same subject had the same office. The political science teacher in Class 16 was usually the quietest one. He neither criticized or praised anyone.
Everyone understood him.
Regarding Class 16, one could criticize them if they wanted to but no one could praise them.
They were spitting blood while checking some of the test papers. They called the political science teacher, “Old Liu, take out a test paper from your class and show me. My tolerance is so low, it will get better after seeing your class paper. These students even answer simple questions wrong!”
The political science teacher who didn’t talk much at all, looked up at him and handed him a test paper cooperatively.
