Chapter 42 Turning the tide at the fallen night [2 updates]


    The leader of the physics team was worried that his excitement to set questions and invigilator would shatter a child''s enthusiasm for learning and heart.


    After suddenly hearing this sentence, his mind was blank for a moment: "What''s over?"


    "Physics paper." Ye Wanlan said, "I want to do the history paper, is that OK, teacher?"


    "You finished it? Impossible, it''s absolutely impossible!" The leader of the physics group was shocked, "You...you can''t write nonsense! You must respect physics."


    He picked up the paper and browsed it quickly, and was surprised to find that Ye Wanlan did not write randomly, but his handwriting was neat and he had filled in every question.


    and…


    All the questions he sees are correct.


    This is a good question he just asked the day before yesterday, and it was also a difficult question for physics competitions, so he was very impressed by it.


    Even if he is the number one in physics at No. 1 Middle School, he will definitely be beaten.


    But now...


    Oops!


    The highlight of life is lost in the eyes of the leader of the physics group.


    He...he seems to have met a physical madman who is more perverted than him? !


    At this moment, the Academic Affairs Building.


    The director of the admissions department reads the form every few minutes, and it was not until half an hour later that he felt a little relieved.


    Every time the seventh Middle School exam is in the exam, once the physics group leader sets the questions, there will definitely be students being carried out and sent to the ambulance.


    This little girl named Ye Wanlan has a good mentality and is worth cultivating!


    "Old Liu, did you come to register? Which class did she be arranged in?" The principal of No. 7 Middle School hurried into the office of the admissions department, "The new Shihua and Chia class will be organized next week. Let her go to Class 1 first."


    The opposite of No. 1 Middle School, No. 7 Middle School has two Historical and Chemical Student Classification classes.


    "Ah? Oh." The director of the admissions department couldn''t figure out why the principal suddenly paid attention to the transfer student, but he honestly signed up for the location. "The exam is underway, and Teacher Ren is responsible for invigilating the exam."


    The principal of No. 7 Middle School suddenly became anxious: "What are you taking? I have nine buildings. Can you? I''m stupid!"


    The director of the admissions department was scolded: "What nine buildings?"


    Nine buildings in the dream?


    Alas, the principal was really sleeping during working hours, and he was crazy.


    "Go aside." The principal of No. 7 Middle School hurried to the single examination room.


    His baby student cannot be bullied by the pervert, the leader of the physics group!


    The director of the admissions department, the monk Zhang Er, was confused and had to keep up.


    "School, principal, you, you are so old!" He was panting, "This year''s autumn sports meet, it''s absolutely impossible for teachers to play."


    Who would have thought that the principal over 50 years old suddenly ran out of the speed of athletic athlete?


    "My surname is Ren, if you get my ninth baby student away, I will never end up with you! Huh?!"


    The principal of No. 7 Middle School looked at the leader of the physics team who was holding Ye Wanlan''s shoulder in a daze, with an excited face, as if he wanted to kneel down.


    "Which is this?" The director of the admissions department was also shocked.


    "Go and go, I care what you are doing." The principal of No. 7 Middle School pushed away the leader of the physics group, "Student Ye, I was frightened. We ignore him and don''t need to take the exam. Let''s enter the class now."


    Ye Wanlan didn’t want to leave: “But I haven’t done the history paper yet.”


    "No need to do it, the school believes in you!" The principal of No. 7 Middle School was serious, "Student Ye, you are a very good classmate."


    This is his nine buildings!


    The principal of No. 7 Middle School was very persuading and reluctantly asked Ye Wanlan to agree to follow him when he promised to give her ten sets of history papers.


    After the two left, the leader of the physics team still kept his previous posture.


    "Oh, Teacher Ren, what are you acting like?" The director of the admissions department was sarcastic. "What, this time I met a student with a good mentality, did you have a broken mentality?"


    He stepped forward to pack the test paper, and his eyes fell, and his hands paused.


    The director of the admissions department turned over the test paper again, and the questions on the back were also written in full.


    Although he does not understand physics, these questions are obviously very simple for the person who does the questions and they are finished in one go.


    this…


    "Get out! Don''t rob my paper!" The leader of the physics team suddenly came to his senses, and he roared fiercely, "This is my baby! Don''t move!"


    Director of the Admissions Department: “…Okay.”


    Alas, he had said long ago that people who study physics are madmen, so they must stay away.


    **


    Grade 2 (1) Class.


    "Today, our first class welcomed a new classmate." The head teacher was happy, "Everyone applauded and welcomed!"


    "Smack-"


    The applause was very intense.


    The students looked at each other and saw that when they were about to advance to their third year of high school, there were still transfer students?


    Ye Wanlan has already changed into the black and white school uniform of No. 7 Middle School. Even so, it is hard to hide her beautiful face and outstanding temperament.


    She stood on the podium with her schoolbag on her back and gave a very simple introduction to herself: "Ye Wanlan."


    Obviously, several people in the class have heard of this name and all showed subtle expressions, but most of them were very excited.


    "What words are classmates?"


    "Lying at night when you listen to the wind and rain." Ye Wanlan said softly, "Turn the tide by the fallen tide."


    “It sounds very cultural!”


    "What an atmospheric name, most people can''t suppress it."


    "Student Ye will follow us to class in the future." The head teacher said again, "Student Ye, you can find a seat first."


    Suddenly, a word caused a lot of trouble! "Student Ye sat here! Sitting here!"


    "Get out, don''t compete with your sister, Alan should sit here."


    "Sister, but I am your deskmate."


    "Now you are not, you can move the table away immediately."


    The students were all very excited and rushed to invite Ye Wanlan to become their deskmate, and some people thoughtfully pulled open the empty chair next to them.


    Ye Wanlan walked off the podium, but placed his schoolbag in the last row by the window.


    This action made people around him sigh.


    The blue veins on the head teacher''s forehead jumped, and he was so angry that he was: "Look at you who have never seen the world!"


    Ye Wanlan sat down and stretched out his hand toward the deskmate on the left: "Ye Wanlan, please give me some advice."


    The girl was reading a book, but she opened her eyes slightly, a little surprised.


    But in the end he stretched out his hand: "Su Xueqing, please give me some advice."


    "Okay, it''s time for class, so do your class well." The class teacher rolled up the book and knocked on the table, "Who will drag the class back in the final exam? Don''t blame me for dealing with you."


    The class ended soon, and Ye Wanlan put away the stationery and turned his head: "Will you go for dinner together?"


    Su Xueqing pursed her lower lips and whispered, "Okay."


    The two of them had no appetite when it comes to eating, so they found a window with the least number of people to queue up for food, and left together after eating.


    A figure jumped out at this moment.


    "Hi, classmate Ye, we''re meeting again." Rong Yu said hello with a full face.


    “…” Ye Wanlan was silent in a rare manner.


    She really didn''t know why she saw this fool in No. 7 Middle School.


    "I''ll introduce myself again. Rong Yu, the current leader of the psychological group of the No. 7 Middle School." Rong Yu cleared his throat, "It will be very convenient for students Ye to find me in the future. I''ll be opposite your teaching building."


    Ye Wanlan narrowed his pupils, turned his head, and looked accurately at the second window on the fourth floor.


    The man was wearing a new Chinese style white casual outfit. He supported his head and looked down, and the two of them met their eyes.


    He didn''t seem surprised to see her. His phoenix eyes bent, and his smile spread out, gently tugging at his heart.


    "Xueqing, I have something to do, let''s take it first." Ye Wanlan nodded, and she bypassed the Rongyuan and went to the psychological counseling room.


    "Hey?" When Rong Yu saw her leaving, he looked at Su Xueqing again. He smiled kindly, "Hello, classmate, do you want to come..."


    Su Xueqing tightened her bag belt vigilantly: "No."


    After saying that, she ran away.


    Rong Yu scratched his head.


    With such a kind face, how could he run away when he sees her?


    Fourth floor, new psychological counseling room.


    Ye Wanlan pushed the door and the fragrance of tea came to his face.


    "Miss Ye is here, sit down." Yan Tingfeng raised his hand and smiled slightly, "Take the freshly cooked tea."


    Ye Wanlan took the teacup and took a sip: "What a fragrant Dongting Biluochun."


    The taste is plump and rich, dense in the mouth, mellow and sweet.


    "If Miss Ye likes it, I can cook it for Miss Ye every day." Yan Tingfeng casually tapped the table.


    What is the tea he cooks in one sip?


    What a keen sense.


    "Rolling, rubbing the ball to show the hair, drying..." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "Now there are very few people who understand ancient methods to make tea."


    In her past and present life, she has always liked to drink tea. Her teacher, Han Yunsheng, cooked a good tea with Emperor Daning.


    When she learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting from him, he would also make tea on the side.


    As long as her studies satisfy him, she can drink the tea he made at will.


    Occasionally, the female prime minister of Daning, Shen Mingshu, came, and she would watch them fight tea and discuss the Tao, so she learned it.


    But nowadays, tea culture has been stale for a long time.


    Ye Wanlan''s expression was slightly dim.


    "I am very interested in intangible cultural heritage culture, and I think Miss Ye is the same." Yan Tingfeng smiled gently, his pupils were as clear as the sky, clean and flawless. "There are still many. Miss Ye can drink slowly, have tea you like to drink, and you can also tell me that I don''t know what to do, and I will try to learn."


    He likes the feeling of slowly approaching her, which is very wonderful.


    **


    On the other side, Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.


    Even the principal of No. 1 Middle School himself knew about the surveillance outdoor.


    The psychological group is independent of other subjects and has special group leaders to manage it. The principal of No. 1 Middle School has never interfered.


    But this time it involves Zhou Hechen and Sheng Yunyi, and he has to be careful. It is time to take charge of the psychological group.


    No matter whether it is the Zhou family or the Sheng family, they can''t afford to offend them.


    "Teacher Li, I''m disturbing you." No. 1 Middle School found the leader of the psychological group and said lightly, "This person named Ye Wanlan will not be allowed to conduct psychological counseling in the future. She will put her on the blacklist of the visitor system and also told several psychological counselors in the group that she will not be able to take any courses."


    If you are not a student of No. 1 Middle School, don’t use No. 1 Middle School’s resources.


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    After asking my best friend who was a high school teacher for a long time, I finally figured out the current college entrance examination model.


    There was a fun thing about her. She collected the students’ books in class. When I saw it, I saw that I knew the author’s friend? ? I said, don''t receive my book


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    (This chapter ends)