134 Big Brother Hair Biao! [3 more](1/2)
The dean of academic affairs looked at the scores in the first row and was silent for a long time, thinking that the way he looked at them must be wrong.
He quickly took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them on again.
After looking over again and finding that nothing had changed, I was immediately confused.
"Director, did you see this?" A teacher on the side said with an enigmatic look, spreading his hands, "We really can't calculate the final overall ranking."
The results in the first row of the excel table are as follows -
Name: Ying Zijin
Class: Grade 2, Class 19
Chinese:90
Mathematics:150
English:150
Comprehensive Science:300
Total score:690
Special note: Talent class papers
Of course, a total score of 690 is actually nothing in Qingzhi.
After all, in the last semester, many students got scores above 700.
But the problem is that this is the result of the elite class paper, which is different from the algorithm of the ordinary paper.
If you want to convert it into grade ranking, there is a factor of 1.2 times.
In this way, the total score becomes——
Chinese:108
Mathematics:180
English:180
Science Comprehensive:360
Total score:828
The reason for this conversion method between the papers for the elite class and the ordinary papers is due to Qingzhi’s experience accumulated over more than ten years.
Over the years, even if you are a genius, your test score for the elite class will never exceed 620.
Therefore, Qingzhi has always used this conversion method to calculate the overall grade ranking.
But now, there is a pervert who got perfect scores in all exams except Chinese!
After conversion, this score directly exceeds the total score of 750.
Not even a little bit.
How does this rank?
The dean of academic affairs looked at this set of data in silence for a long while, then slowly raised his head: "Is the paper for the elite class this time very easy?"
Otherwise, would there still be students who get perfect scores in both mathematics and comprehensive science?
"..."
As soon as these words came out, several teachers were speechless.
"Director, the papers for the elite class this time are not easy, they are difficult, very difficult." The leader of the chemistry group shook his head, "Let me tell you this, this is the organic exam for the chemistry elective.
Not a single word was written.”
On the other side, the leader of the biology team also spoke up: "I only corrected one of the major genetic questions."
The leader of the physics team remained silent, thinking to himself, it seems he was not the only one who was frightened.
The dean of academic affairs was silent again.
It’s so difficult, how can you still get a perfect score?
so--
Is he really a pervert?
Maybe if you solve all these questions, you can directly enter Teito University to become a doctor. What else should you study in Qingzhi?
Come to school specifically to play?
"Hiss." The dean's teeth hurt a little, and he pointed to the scores in the Chinese column, "But isn't this child a bit biased?"
I got full marks in math, English and comprehensive science, but how come I just passed the test in Chinese?
For students in the elite class, they often get the highest score in the Chinese subject, and no matter how bad they are, they will always get more than 105 points.
This 90 points is a bit unjustifiable.
The dean of academic affairs balanced it slightly.
It seems that this perversion is also flawed.
Upon hearing this, the leader of the language group stepped forward.
She entered her student number on the computer and pulled up the answer sheet: "Director, you can read this yourself."
The dean of academic affairs slid the mouse and started reading: "Hey, this word is really beautiful. I see, didn't you all give full marks for reading classical Chinese? Why did you pass it?"
The leader of the language group reminded him expressionlessly: "Director, move your hands and turn around."
The dean of academic affairs turned over.
The second page of the answer sheet is blank.
The composition was not written.
There are no questions.
Deducted 60 points.
So Chinese is 90 points.
The dean of academic affairs burst into tears instantly: "..."
It took him a long time before he came to his senses in a daze: "So what should I do with the overall score?"
"We discussed it and this is what we thought." The leader of the physics team coughed and said sternly, "Otherwise, we won't do the calculation this time and just do the overall ranking."
Who would have thought that someone taking the exam for the elite class could get such a high score?
"Wait a minute." The dean of academic affairs pulled down the ranking and looked at the total score of the second place in the elite class.
608 points.
If no conversion is performed, the result will be ugly.
The dean of academic affairs checked the first place in the ordinary paper again.
689 points.
These two scores convinced him that this time the paper was more difficult than before.
Even the first place in the science experimental class did not score 700 points.
"Then let's do it like this." The dean of academic affairs felt very tired, "I'll call the principal first."
Such an important matter must be reported.
As soon as he walked out, his footsteps stopped.
etc--
Who is the first place?
He was so excited just looking at the scores, he only glanced at the name briefly and forgot about it.
The dean of academic affairs slapped his forehead and turned back.
**
After having lunch in Hengdian Town, Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen drove back to Shanghai.
After returning to Wen's house, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
Originally, she planned to remove the toxins from Mr. Fu's body during Labor Day.
But before the exam, Ying Zijin checked Mr. Fu's body and found that his current physical condition could not withstand the impact of the medicine.
So she left some conditioning pills and prepared to wait for a while.
The six medicinal materials have arrived, and she has already finished processing them and sealed the most essential parts.
After all, some of these herbs are poisonous if you smell them, let alone touch them directly.
"Yao Yao is back." Under Ying Zijin's physical therapy, Wen Fengmian's asthma was completely cured, and he was no longer as thin as before. He smiled slightly, "How was your time playing outside with Mr. Fu?"
He was quite worried about Ying Zijin.
To be continued...