The head teacher said unhappily: "Teacher Song, I have already read the rankings in the morning. I still have to talk to the students..."

"Oh, don't be anxious!" The math teacher smiled, seemingly without any temper, but he stepped into the classroom and walked onto the podium, taking the initiative directly. "Students, do you know what circumstances will the ranking be rearranged?"

Someone said: "Is this a big deal? Old Song must be someone who has made a mistake in his grades!"

The math teacher usually has a good temper, but the students call him Lao Song at all ages, and he is not angry either.

"Hey, someone will reorder it only if the grades are wrong, but does anyone know the time of this reorder?"

"Hey, Lao Song, aren't you insulting your IQ? Who doesn't know that the answer sheet for all the scores are counted on the second day of the exam, and then the ranking will be given."

Otherwise, if a student’s grades make mistakes, he will reorder them once. Wouldn’t that be exhausted to the teacher?

The head teacher was angry, "Teacher Song, what do you mean? Otherwise, don't be me, the head teacher, just let you be the one!"

"Teacher Yue is very angry these two days. I have chrysanthemums in my drawer. Why don't you soak two? I'm the best tribute chrysanthemums..." Old Song nagged as if Tang Seng possessed her, and she kept crying in the class.

"Teacher Song!"

The head teacher directly interrupted Lao Song, "Don't talk, just say it."

Old Song smacked his lips with unsatisfactory thought, "Okay, then I'll get back to the point. I've re-arranged this ranking list in my hand once! Guess why?"

The class was in an instant.

There is naturally a reason for Lao Song's preparation for so long. He glanced at the head teacher and smiled gently: "The reason is very simple, because... a student's grades have changed, and everyone's grades have to follow. Even if they move early and evening, it's better to rearrange them."

"What...whose grades are wrong? Is Chen Song or Lin Jingluo?"

"It shouldn't be true. If there is a problem with their grades, it doesn't matter that everyone's ranking will follow..."

"Can it be that someone behind the scenes counterattacked? No, how many counterattacks will affect everyone's performance..."

“…”

Everyone discussed it in a slight manner, and then looked at Lao Song one by one.

Lao Song raised the A4 paper in his hand, "This exam, our school system has another problem. There is a classmate. In the words of you young people, that is the daughter of God. She is the only one in the school. She has less scores in two courses, and it is two main courses..."

The head teacher's face turned pale, and hesitated subconsciously.

How is it possible...

Absolutely impossible...

"Hahaha, who is so unlucky?" The whistleman couldn't stop laughing.

Old Song smiled slightly, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Oh, there are notes on it. This classmate's English is the first in the whole grade of the single subject, mathematics, and the first in the whole grade of the single subject. Class ranking, first! Grade ranking, first!"

Lying...Damn?!

In the stunned eyes of the whole class, Lao Song dragged his tone and said proudly:

"The name of this classmate - Ji, Nian, Xi!"
Chapter completed!