Chapter 31

Late at night, the third-year teaching group of Maofang Middle School.

Ding Rong put in some eye drops and continued to revise the test papers.

Third-year teachers are very tired, and the head teacher is the "beast of burden" among beasts of burden.

Ding Rong is not old, and this is her first time being a third-year head teacher; her hair volume is even less than last year.

But what can she do? As a people’s teacher, a gardener cultivating the flowers of the motherland, a model of teaching and educating people...

If it weren't for her husband, who has a net worth of tens of millions and runs an electronics factory, she really wouldn't know if she could hold on.

At this time, a test paper caught Ding Rong’s attention.

Zhai Da.

Since fainting during the mock exam, this student had been in a state of being "free-range"; although he seemed relatively serious in class, he hadn't handed in a single homework assignment.

As for the ignorant feelings between him and Lin Shuyao, teachers like them couldn't manage things too finely; there were dozens of people in the class, who didn't have someone of the opposite sex they liked?

Ding Rong picked up Zhai Da’s paper; it was filled to the brim. With a trace of curiosity, she perked up and graded it carefully.

Multiple choice... missed two.

Modern text reading... all correct.

Classical Chinese reading... missed one.

Subjective questions... got 17 out of 20 points...

Although she hadn't seen the essay yet, Ding Rong felt a bit surprised; the score had already reached 62 points...

You have to know that the full score for the scattered province’s Chinese paper is 160, and the essay is worth 70 points, meaning the full score for all other questions is 90. 62 points was already quite good, exceeding Zhai Da’s previous level.

"If the essay is written well... wouldn't it be able to exceed 100 points? Zhai Da’s Chinese grades have actually improved?"

She remembered it used to be only eighty or ninety...

Don't think that’s little; as a general class in a county-level pseudo-key school, with the new regulation of 480 full points, it would be good if half the people could get over 250 points.

To be precise, half of the students in Class 8 of the third year couldn't even get into a public junior college.

Private junior colleges, technical schools, or entering society directly was the foreseeable future for half of them.

If Zhai Da could get 100 points in Chinese, and the other two subjects weren't too dragging, adding up to over 150, then he could basically lock in a spot at a public junior college...

In Dongyang County, that’s very normal.

Ding Rong looked at the final essay.

"Flowers Everywhere in the Four Seas"

The title is not bad...

Let’s see the content.

After a while, Ding Rong looked at the last line and couldn't be calm for a long time.

"Spring has an appointment, flowers will not be missed; year after year, we shall not fail each other."

After reading all the parts, she only had one thought in her mind:

What am I? Just a mediocre small-town Chinese teacher, what qualifications do I have to grade this kind of article?!

This kind of article should appear in Chinese textbooks! In newspapers!

Whether it’s the literary bones, the meaning of the words, or even the rhyme and the rhetoric...

This is written... really too well!!!

This couldn't have been written by Zhai Da! Ding Rong immediately took out her phone and, using extremely laggy and expensive data, searched on Baidu.

However, after checking almost every paragraph, she had to admit.

The plagiarism rate... was almost zero...

Ding Rong’s brows were furrowed so tightly she could crush a water bear.

The love letter was written so badly... well, that’s not a problem a teacher should focus on.

The problem is... how to grade it?

In her heart, even if she jumped out of personal preference, just looking at the college entrance exam essay grading standards, it was enough to get over 60 points...

And essay grading can be said to be the "most subjective" in the entire college entrance exam system; graders who have read countless papers are very willing to give a little extra points to an essay that makes their spirit shake...

The paper score... couldn't be deducted either, it was very neat...

She wanted to give 70 points... full marks...

That is to say, Zhai Da, by virtue of a perfect essay, would directly win 132 points in this quiz... This would be the highest score in the entire Class 8 of the third year...

No, no, no... as a small-town Chinese teacher, Ding Rong reminded herself to have some self-awareness... she wasn't worthy of grading such an essay, let alone giving it full marks...

At this level of scoring, a teacher of her level couldn't grasp it, and from the perspective of teaching needs, she should also avoid the outrageous thing of giving a "perfect essay"...

Ding Rong thought for a long time and finally gave 68 points...

Zhai Da’s quiz score stayed at 130.

It seems that tomorrow in class, she will have to single this out and talk about it.

Suddenly Ding Rong realized one thing... Class 8 of the third year is a science class, which means according to the 2008 new regulations, the 40-point additional questions would be placed on the math subject.

If Zhai Da were a liberal arts student, there would be 40 points of additional Chinese questions... and then if the basic score was pulled up a bit...

Wouldn't he be able to get nearly 180 points just in Chinese?

That already exceeds the total score of people like Wu Yue...

There are still 64 days until the college entrance exam... Zhai Da only now showed a significant improvement in grades... and talent in writing.

Ding Rong always had a sense of unreality...

What is this?

Play for two and a half years, and then exert effort in the second half?

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Early the next morning, Zhai Da rubbed his eyes, yawning.

He indulged himself again last night... [Old Man TV] is really exciting.

Facts have proven that anything without restraint will not be a good thing.

Including studying.

Zhai Da walked with lazy steps, preparing to climb the overpass he had to take every day.

At the intersection, a Mercedes-Benz S350 was parked. Zhai Da was very familiar with this car because before buying a Maybach in his past life, the sales lady highly recommended this model and met with him privately several times.

Finally, because the lady was quite diligent, he bought the more expensive Maybach, and then they met many more times.

Quite nostalgic; if nothing else, the lady’s personal explanation of the suspension system left Zhai Da with fresh memories.

Although the one in front of him was an old model of the current era, it was still an absolute luxury car, costing 800,000 or 900,000. In a place like Dongyang County, it was definitely a luxury car.

It seemed to be waiting for Zhai Da. Just as he got close, the door opened, and a bright girl stepped down.

Lu Siwen was wearing her school uniform, standing prettily, her shoulder-length short hair blowing slightly in the morning breeze, revealing half of her fair, tender neck.

"Student Zhai, good morning!"

Zhai Da wiped away the tears left by yawning: "Morning, were you waiting for me?"

He vaguely felt that there was a gaze looking at him from the driver’s seat of the Mercedes.

But Lu Siwen didn't care about that; her steps were light, and she walked side by side with Zhai Da.

After meeting Zhai Da for the first time, she had roughly guessed that this overpass was the path Zhai Da had to take to and from school. Today, she had her family’s car wait for a while, and sure enough, she met him.

Actually, it was just that Zhai Da wasn't active in replying to messages, and Lu Siwen was trying every possible way to communicate with him.

"Student Zhai, did you look at my notebook yesterday?"

Zhai Da said: "I looked at some, then went to study."

Lu Siwen felt a bit embarrassed, thinking she had disturbed someone else’s study.

She didn't have much academic pressure herself, but she knew very well what the state of those hardworking students in the third year was like.

She didn't blame Zhai Da, but instead blamed herself a bit.

"By the way, Student Zhai, last time you said you would send me some things you wrote via text... do you remember?" Lu Siwen said cautiously.

Zhai Da’s heart skipped a beat, but then he had a new, genius idea.

"Actually, after I looked at your notebook, I had some creative ideas and plan to write a long... um, medium-length story."

Lu Siwen’s eyes lit up: "What kind? What theme? Can I see it?"

"The theme is to be determined... the content is also to be determined. My train of thought is a bit stuck, and I remembered you said before that using an ink fountain pen to write would give more inspiration. Can you lend me that fountain pen from last time?"

Lu Siwen rarely showed a trace of hesitation: "I have other fountain pens... is that okay?"

Zhai Da naturally wouldn't agree and immediately began a forced metaphysical empathy.

"I don't know why, but the first time we met on the overpass always flashes in my mind. Is that royal blue fountain pen in your hand made of enamel? I want to borrow it for a bit; don't worry, I won't break it, I will definitely return it."

Literary youth, a little bit of affectation is normal.

Lu Siwen struggled for a few seconds, but finally agreed to Zhai Da.

At the school gate, Lu Siwen turned her backpack to the front and, in Zhai Da’s pleasantly surprised gaze, took out that royal blue enamel fountain pen.

"Student Zhai... please use it carefully..."

Zhai Da took it solemnly.

At the same time, the system also had a new message.

"Discovered white special item: [Literary Girl’s Pen]."

"Ownership status: Owned (temporary), Activated (temporary)."