Chapter 22 Full Score Composition

teacher's office.

Yan Weimin called his old friend Li Youcheng outside the office.

"Old Yan, what's the matter with you?"

Li Youcheng asked that he was more sympathetic to what Yan Weimin had suffered. He had to pass the college entrance examination in more than two months, and was actually dismissed from the position of the head teacher. You must know that the salary and bonus of the head teacher are higher than that of the teacher.

"When you go to invigilate our class, help me pay attention to a student named Song Yan, I suspect that he will cheat!" Yan Weimin said with a gloomy face, every monthly test will be ranked by the class, so the invigilation is more stringent. At the same time, the invigilators of each class will be exchanged with each other.

The affair between Yan Weimin and Song Yan had already been spread among the teachers, so Li Youcheng also knew about the bet between Yan Weimin and Song Yan: "Old Yan, what's the trouble with you? If you don't make a bet with him, forget about it!"

"No way!" Yan Weimin's face sank, and he said bitterly, "That little bastard poured poop into my drawer, and it made me lose my position as the head teacher, and if I didn't kick him out of school, it would be hard to dispel the hatred in my heart!"

Li Youcheng knew that it was useless to say anything else, so he nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will help you keep an eye on him. Once he cheats, I will disqualify him from the exam."

"Okay, Lao Li, thank you!" Yan Weimin said gratefully.

As soon as the early self-study was over, everyone took the initiative to bring the textbook materials in the drawer and put them on both sides of the podium.

"Song Yan, are you sure?" Li Lei was very worried for Song Yan. If he did not score 120 in the Chinese test this time, he would voluntarily drop out of school.

"Don't worry, I'll never do anything I'm not sure about!" Song Yan smiled confidently. With the help of the two great magical powers, he never forgets and masters the two supernatural powers. His grades are skyrocketing every day.

"That's good, otherwise no one will be my free meal ticket after you drop out!" Li Lei seemed relieved.

"Fuck off!" Song Yan scolded.

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The class bell rang, and two invigilators entered the classroom almost at the same time, a man and a woman.

Li Youcheng stood on the podium, his majestic eyes swept over the students, and suddenly said, "Which one is Song Yan, please stand up and get down?"

"Teacher, are you okay?" Song Yan stood up in confusion.

"I just want to see what the famous Song Yan looks like, well, you can sit down!" Li Youcheng showed a smile.

Song Yan sat down a little depressed, wondering what medicine Li Youcheng sold in the gourd.

Li Youcheng emphasized the discipline of the exam and sternly claimed that if a cheater is caught, his exam qualification will be disqualified.

After the test papers were sent out, Song Yan silently recited in his heart, "Open up the fusion and master the magical powers."

In order to make this exam more secure, he didn't use Mastery last night, but reserved it for the exam.

With a sigh of relief, Song Yan knew that the melting and penetration had been opened. His eyes fell on the test paper and quickly scanned the questions. He was slightly surprised to find that the language test questions were much more difficult than ever before.

Seeing that you, Yan Weimin, put a lot of effort into expelling himself from the school, he was sure that Yan Weimin contributed a lot to this test.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yan Weimin, you are destined to be disappointed!"

Picking up the pen, Song Yan began to do the question.

Through unforgettable memories, he accumulated a lot of literary knowledge during this period, and he could memorize all the texts and knowledge points from junior high school to high school.

Entrusted by Yan Weimin, Li Youcheng paid special attention to Song Yan.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour has passed since the exam. Li Youcheng didn't notice anything unusual about Song Yan and kept answering the questions. With a move in his heart, he walked up to Song Yan and stood still.

Song Yan just glanced at him and ignored it.

At the moment he is doing a big topic in classical Chinese.

This classical Chinese text is not from textbooks, nor from reviewed materials. If Song Yan has not opened up the magical power of integration, even if Song Yan has accumulated a lot of knowledge, he will feel difficult, but at this moment, he has a clear mind and browsed the classical Chinese text Fan, he translated it into vernacular in his mind.

Then he began to answer the question, and after a while, he finished the big question.

Li Youcheng, who had been staring at his answer, couldn't help being surprised. Whether it was translating the classical Chinese into vernacular or the meaning, Song Yan answered it perfectly.

"Is this really a poor level?"

He was a little worried for Yan Weimin. Then, his eyes quickly swept over the other questions Song Yan had answered. After reading it, he couldn't help applauding him, and he was absolutely right.

After watching Song Yan answer the questions for 20 minutes, he had already answered all the questions except the composition.

Now Li Youcheng can be sure that Yan Weimin will lose, but he is a little curious about what kind of article Song Yan can write.

The topic of this essay is essay and character.

After briefly browsing the topic, Song Yan directly wrote, Li Youcheng saw this and secretly said: "This kid is quite confident, and he is not afraid of going off topic!"

The knowledge read through the unforgettable magical powers flows through Song Yan's mind like running water. Under the integration of the magical powers, they are combined into a beautiful and profound text.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, natural, splendid articles.

Li Youcheng didn't know what words to use to describe Song Yan's composition. In less than 20 minutes, an 800-word beautiful article was released. During this period, Song Yan didn't think about it, let alone pause, and there was no one Typo.

"Okay! It's really great!" Li Youcheng couldn't help but praised. If he was asked to score, he thought it was a well-deserved full score composition.

Li Youcheng's shout suddenly sounded in the classroom where there was only rustling.

For a moment, countless pairs of eyes looked at him.

"What are you looking at, hurry up and answer the questions!" Li Youcheng shouted softly, and then walked towards the podium, but he was worried for his old friend.

After the exam, Li Youcheng and Yan Weimin met in the office.

Yan Weimin asked anxiously, "How about Old Li, did that little bastard cheat?"

Li Youcheng hesitated slightly and said, "Old Yan, if you cancel the bet with Song Yan now, it's still too late, otherwise, when the results are down, you will definitely lose!"

Hearing this, Yan Weimin's eyes flashed with anger: "Old Li, what do you mean?"

"Hey." Li Youcheng sighed again: "I have read Song Yan's test paper, except for the composition, all are correct, and his composition is also very good, if I change the question, I will give full marks, even if I change it. If other teachers make corrections, I am afraid that at most a symbolic one or two points!"

"How is this possible? The questions in this monthly exam are at least 50% more difficult than usual. How could he be all right!" Yan Weimin said in disbelief.

"Old Yan, with all that said, it's up to you how you do it! I'll go to the toilet first!" Li Youcheng patted Yan Weimin on the shoulder, shook his head and left.

And Yan Weimin, who stayed in place, turned blue and red.

At the end of the day of exams, the students left the school and the teachers stayed to revise the exam questions.

Suddenly, a female teacher who was revising the test paper couldn't help clapping her hands and said, "This composition is really well written, with profound meaning and beautiful sentences."

This female teacher, Lu Yumei, is the head teacher of Class 1 of Senior 3. She is notoriously strict with her students, and she is even harsher when revising exam questions. Now that she praises a student's composition so much, other teachers are very surprised.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Lu seems to be revising your class's exam paper." A male teacher smiled and said, "Congratulations, it's amazing that the composition written by the students in your class has received such praise from Teacher Lu!"

Hearing this, Yan Weimin was not happy, but had a bad premonition: That composition wouldn't be Song Yan's, would it?

Li Youcheng glanced at Yan Weimin and shook his head secretly. He was sure that the composition that Lu Yumei praised was definitely Song Yan's.