Chapter 537 Super High Score in Chinese, Stunning All the Teachers

Chen Yuan admitted that Zhu Tingting's composition was very well written.

Even Chen Yuan was quite moved.

After all, it was her real story, her parents divorced, and she lived with her mother.

But damn it…

If Yang Junlian knew that she had divorced Lao Chen…

Moreover, she even wrote off her grandfather.

So damn filial!

At this moment, Chen Yuan was a little flustered.

Although he knew that this Chinese test would be extraordinary, and the score for this composition would not be low, and might even be perfect. After all, while sticking to the topic, it completely expressed emotions, and the writing was quite infectious.

But if this model essay was printed and broadcast to the whole grade, then he would be…

This bastard, in order to write a composition, even made up a story about his parents getting divorced, truly a man who would do anything to become stronger!

Alas, so worrying.

Lying on the bed, Chen Yuan felt a little complicated.

At this moment, Zhu Tingting didn't know when she had followed him to the men's dormitory.

"Living in such a luxurious suite dormitory... Si Zhong didn't give me this kind of treatment!" Looking at Chen Yuan lying on the bed, Zhu Tingting said with some jealousy.

In response, Chen Yuan just gave her a thumbs down: Just you?

"...Putting aside other things, did you see my strength in Chinese today?" Zhu Tingting asked.

Because everyone in the dormitory was sleeping at this time, Chen Yuan didn't answer her aloud.

Then, he directly came out of his body as a soul.

After seeing this scene, Zhu Tingting was quite surprised: "So that's how you come out... Why do you have this special ability? Are you some kind of demon exorcist?"

"Just a Chao Zi."

Now a soul, Chen Yuan found it much easier to speak.

"Then I'll take the math test today too." Zhu Tingting volunteered.

"You? Math?" Chen Yuan said disdainfully, "What's your level?"

"A very high level." Zhu Tingting said quite proudly, "Definitely 140."

"Pfft, laughed." Chen Yuan chuckled.

"What's so funny about that?" Zhu Tingting said unconvinced.

"This afternoon, I'll let you see the world's difference."

"It's called *cenci*, junior."

"Don't worry about such details."

Because his body had turned into a soul, Chen Yuan suddenly had an idea—to patrol his territory.

"Where are you going?" Seeing Chen Yuan about to leave, Zhu Tingting asked curiously.

"Follow me if you want, I'm just wandering around." After Chen Yuan finished speaking, he floated outside.

"Why do you have to float... Can't you walk normally?" Zhu Tingting felt it was a bit creepy to watch.

"After all, I'm a ghost."

In this way, Chen Yuan floated directly towards the teaching building.

Thinking that the Chinese teachers might be grading papers now, he flew directly to the Chinese grade group.

As a result, he found that everyone was indeed grading papers.

So competitive.

Eleventh High, you occasionally turn people into ghosts too.

"That seems to be a teacher from Class One, she seems to be grading my paper!" Zhu Tingting said in surprise after floating to a teacher's side.

"At least it's mine in form." Chen Yuan said stubbornly, "Moreover, I wrote it with my hand."

"You don't have this level." Zhu Tingting waved her hand and said, "I could tell when you were writing multiple-choice questions, you should be at the 130+ level, no higher."

Damn, exposed.

Moreover, he overestimated himself, he had only barely passed 130 once.

"This student, Chen Yuan." While that teacher was grading papers, Liu Fang said with some regret, "Every subject is improving rapidly, only my Chinese is trickling along, it feels like he just glanced at it in his spare time. But he's Teacher Mo's treasure, how dare I say anything about him."

Liu Fang acted like a little daughter-in-law, looking quite aggrieved.

At this time, a teacher next to her 'comforted' her: "He's already very good, if his Chinese improves by leaps and bounds, and he suddenly scores in the one hundred and thirties, wouldn't the total score be too scary?"

"Yes, if he continues like this, it feels like he can compare with Shi Yi."

"Shi Yi is a real powerhouse, his lead in the entire Hai Dong area is a bit exaggerated."

"So if Chen Yuan wants to compare with him, he still has to study Chinese hard!" Liu Fang said very seriously.

"Teacher Liu, don't mention it, Chen Yuan's paper this time is really well written." At this time, the teacher grading the paper said with a smile, "At least the multiple-choice questions I graded earlier are all correct."

"..." Hearing this, Liu Fang instantly changed her expression like in a Sichuan opera, and also laughed, "Then it seems that he still put some thought into Chinese."

And everyone was very curious about Chen Yuan's score, so they all stopped what they were doing.

Although other people's children's grades have nothing to do with them, Eleventh High is witnessing the rise of a rising star, bursting with brilliant light, they will definitely be quite interested.

If Eleventh High can produce a top scorer, as a teacher of Eleventh High, they will share the glory.

"Yo, this is really well written, very few points deducted in the front." The teacher exclaimed.

"How many points, how many points?" Someone asked.

"I've almost finished grading everything except the composition, it should be less than ten points so far..."

The teacher said this while finishing up the remaining questions except for the composition. Finally, after calculating all the scores, he said: "Except for the composition, only 9 points were deducted."

"Damn it, Ting!" Chen Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

At this time, Zhu Tingting shrugged her shoulders and said quite proudly: "The strongest record, only 6 points deducted except for the composition. I can only say that I'm still a little rusty facing the national paper."

Damn it, you really put on a show.

But she's really strong.

A girl who can maintain the top three in science in Si Zhong is truly remarkable.

Even the peak Shen Yating, probably can only go fifty-fifty with her.

If this person was reanimated with the Impure World Resurrection, she would definitely be terrifyingly strong.

"Nine points, wow, is this my Chen Yuan?" Hearing this, Liu Fang was directly stunned, stood next to that teacher, and said with some elation, "His composition has always been very stable, this time he might be able to score 135+!"

"Then this score is the first in the whole school."

Seeing this, more and more teachers gathered around.

"In that case, let's all judge the composition together." The teacher from Class One said.

So, everyone started to look at the composition together.

Wu Wensen, the head of the Chinese grade group, also stood behind.

Everyone was very pleasantly surprised by Chen Yuan's composition.

"But it's a little pity, Chen Yuan is strong in understanding the topic and expressing his views, most compositions on family affection are written as narrative essays, he doesn't seem to have written much..." When Liu Fang said this, she suddenly discovered, "Hey, this beginning has a lot of literary appeal."

"Hey yes, the writing is very good." Wu Wensen also said.

Because the level of writing and the handwriting were very clear, everyone found Chen Yuan's composition very easy to read, with a feeling of emotional healing...

But while reading, someone realized that something was wrong.

The teacher from Class One subconsciously picked up the test paper, wanting to read it carefully.

Then, he was reminded by the teacher next to him that everyone wanted to read it.

So, he put it down again and spread out the test paper.

In this way, everyone was appreciating this composition...

About five minutes passed.

Well, everyone had finished reading it.

"Written too well, very moving." Wu Wensen, as a college entrance examination marker and often the leader of the marking group, had to admit that the emotion in this composition was very simple and could infect people.

"The imagery is really strong, and it must have been written by someone who has had such experiences in the countryside."

"I miss my grandfather a little, he seems like the one in this article..."

"The part about raising cats in the back is also quite touching. I guess it also reflects the loneliness of the elderly."

"Too great, I feel like a perfect composition is like this."

Everyone's evaluation was very high, because there was no need to belittle an obviously perfect composition in order to show off their level and style.

At this time, Chen Yuan also nodded in approval as he looked at Zhu Tingting.

He raised his hand, wanting to pat her on the shoulder.

Then, he passed right through...

"Emmm... I'm a ghost." Chen Yuan realized.

And Zhu Tingting also thought of her grandfather, and said: "This can also be considered the harm that my parents' divorce caused me... If I could go back to the countryside every year, maybe the memories I leave in this world, the memories worth remembering, would be more."

"Yes, that's a pity." Chen Yuan also felt that Zhu Tingting was miserable.

A good young person, dying in that way.

That's life.

"Wait, didn't his parents divorce a long time ago?"

At this time, Liu Fang suddenly reacted and asked very curiously.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan's soul tensed up.

It's all your fault, Tingting, what did you do quietly!

"Didn't they?" Wu Wensen asked.

"They shouldn't have, because I've seen Chen Yuan's other compositions, his parents weren't divorced in the compositions." Liu Fang said.

"Hmm..." The teacher grading the paper thought for a while and said, "Then maybe there's a slight suspicion of making up a story?"

"That's too normal." Wu Wensen said, "Who doesn't make up stories when writing compositions? It's okay, as long as it's original."

"If it's written so well, will it be original?" A teacher asked.

Then, Wu Wensen directly said: "If it were someone else, we could check it out. But Chen Yuan, why doubt him? That's Chen Yuan, he's really going to sprint for the top scorer, there's no need to fool himself."

"I didn't expect you to be so highly regarded at school?" Zhu Tingting said unexpectedly.

"Where are so many unexpected things? If you were alive, you would know how awesome my reputation is, I'm halfway to becoming a saint." Chen Yuan said.

"Hmm..." Zhu Tingting looked at Chen Yuan, thought for a while, and said, "I can imagine it."

"Why?"

"People with your grades and who are so good-looking, how could they not be popular." Zhu Tingting said.

"..." If he wasn't a ghost, Chen Yuan's face would be flushed right now.

This Zhu Tingting, her words always make people so happy.

If she could have expressed herself so directly when she was alive, said her feelings for that 'he', to put it nicely, it might not have just been a humble crush.

She wasn't inferior.

She was only inferior in front of the person she liked.

And only the person you like can make a person feel inferior.

"Then how many points should we give this composition?" The teacher grading the paper asked for everyone's opinions.

"Generally 56 is the cap, but Chen Yuan has scored very high before, with that original novel about the future. And this one is even better, at least 58..."

When Wu Wensen said this, he frowned. Then, he suddenly decided: "No no, if it's a composition that can get full marks, then there's no need to lower the score. If everyone unanimously thinks so, then give it."

So, Wu Wensen directly wrote a dashing 60 in the composition section!

"Wow, if the composition gets full marks..."

Everyone suddenly discovered a problem.

If no points are deducted for the composition, and less than ten points are deducted for the previous questions...

After carefully recalculating the score, the teacher grading the paper finally wrote a rather outrageous Chinese score on the paper—141!

All the teachers were excited after seeing this score, which was so high and exaggerated for them, a score they had never seen before.

Scoring this in Chinese is ghostly!

And Liu Fang also said in surprise: "Hey, this Chen Yuan is finally starting to learn my Chinese!"

(End of Chapter)