chapter 15 half each

"What score will you give me if there is no mistake?"

Marcus Lin was stunned and quickly understood the meaning of the words, "Can I get full marks in Chinese?

Regarding Marcus Lin's doubts, Sylvan Wei smiled and asked, "Why not?"

"Can……"

As soon as Marcus Lin opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Sylvan Wei, "It's not that you can't get a perfect score in Chinese, it's just that it's relatively more difficult to get a perfect score in Chinese than in other subjects."

"I can't find any points deducted from An's answers to this paper. Whether it's the font, reading comprehension, or the final article, it's perfect."

When he said this, he said with a face full of joy: "I haven't seen such a perfect answer for a long time, it is pleasing to the eye."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Marcus Lin was happy from the bottom of his heart when others praised the Natelie An .

He just didn't quite understand that Sylvan Wei's reaction was indeed a bit abnormal... to be precise, it should be described as an exaggeration.

"Teacher, I got 143 points in the exam. Even if An is a perfect score, there is only 7 points difference between us."

"Yes, on the surface it is indeed only a 7-point difference."

Sylvan Wei did not refute Marcus Lin's point of view, but his next words made Marcus Lin fall into silence.

"The actual situation is not like this. An Natelie An scored 150 points in the exam because the test score is only 150 points, and you scored 143 points in the exam, which means your level only ends here."

Hearing this, a hidden smile flashed in Marcus Lin eyes. This girl seemed to be even more powerful than expected.

An Natelie An sat quietly and did not interrupt during the whole process.

Sylvan Wei put away the two test papers on the table, first glanced at Marcus Lin, and then his eyes fell on An Natelie An, "I will tell Teacher Yan about this."

One sentence made An Natelie An nervous.

Sylvan Wei also noticed this and quickly explained: "Don't worry, I guarantee that Teacher Yan will not cause trouble for you; but you are not allowed to do this again in the future. Young people have to shine. It is not your age to curb your shine. matter."

"Um."

An Natelie An breathed a sigh of relief.

After instructing An Natelie An, Sylvan Wei looked at Marcus Lin, "Hurry up and cram in math. If you are so good at partial subjects, it will be difficult to get into a key university."

"Teacher, the first step for any scumbag to counterattack is to become a partial subject student. If he takes off in one subject, he will usher in a full-scale explosion."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Marcus Lin brought up the old matter again, "That's why I proposed that I want to be my deskmate with An. She can help me a lot. In fact, you can really consider this suggestion."

"Perhaps your decision will result in an additional top student from Tsinghua University in No. 2 Middle School."

It starts with emotion and moves with reason; it even adds some confusion.

Wei Qingguo is an old man, so he is not so easy to deceive. He said directly: "Go to Teacher Yan and talk to him. As long as he agrees, I have no objection."

Marcus Lin smiled bitterly.

Looking for Oliver Yan?

forget it!

When I returned to the classroom, it was just in time for get out of class to end.

Seeing the two returning together, many students couldn't help but whisper.

"Tell me, what did Teacher Wei ask Marcus Lin and An Natelie An to do?"

"What else can you do? I will definitely be punished!"

"Being punished? Marcus Lin miraculously scored such a high score this time. How could he be punished?"

"Natelie An's score seems to be very low."

"It's normal. If a person is so good-looking, he can just rely on his face to make a living; this is the same as me."

…

Ant Zhou closed the book distractedly and looked at the boy who was boasting just now.

The boy's face was covered with beautiful youthful pimples and acne, which made him feel sick to his stomach. "Can we go outside to chat about gossip? The classroom is a place for learning, not a place for you to gossip!"

This boy was not used to Ant Zhou and immediately retorted: "Can you control the time after class?"

"Aren't you just interested in An Natelie An, but it's a pity that it's just your wishful thinking!"

"you……"

Ant Zhou was furious. Recalling that Marcus Lin and An Natelie An had been relatively close during this period, he felt a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart.

In terms of appearance, he thinks he is no worse Marcus Lin

His academic performance was far behind Marcus Lin Mo.

Why did An Natelie An choose to talk to Marcus Lin but not him?

He refuses to accept it!

If Marcus Lin was better than him, he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable. The key is that Marcus Lin is not as good as him in any way.

Ant Zhou clenched his fists and a plan was brewing in his heart.

After reading, he groped around in the desk with his hands, put an object wrapped in paper into his trouser pocket, and quickly left the classroom.

By noon, only Marcus Lin and An Natelie An were left in the classroom.

Marcus Lin stayed this time not to grab An Natelie An's lunch, but to study. Time was precious, and he had to seize every minute and every second.

Learning itself is a simple yet difficult matter. As long as you can ignore interference, your efforts will definitely be rewarded.

Suddenly, a pink lunch box appeared on the test paper, and An Natelie An's voice sounded.

"For you to eat."

An Natelie An's eyes showed a bit of nervousness. She was afraid that Marcus Lin would refuse because the lunch box contained yesterday's leftover food.

Marcus Lin raised his head. From this angle, An Natelie An was bathing in the sun. Her strands of green hair seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of gold powder, and her delicate collarbone was looming under her fair neck.

He took a deep look before opening the lunch box and asked, "What's left from yesterday?"

"Um."

An Natelie An timidly explained: "These are all in the refrigerator. They are not bad and can be eaten."

Marcus Lin raised his head and said, "You give me the food, then what do you eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

As he spoke, An Natelie An lowered his head again.

This is her personal habit. Every time she lies, she will pause subconsciously.

Coincidentally, Marcus Lin knew An Natelie An's habit and smiled, "Thank you, Natelie, but I have a bad appetite today. I guess I can only eat half of it, and I'll give you the remaining half. Don't dislike it."

An Natelie An shook his head, "No need..."

Marcus Lin ate very quickly, destroying half of the food in a minute or two, "Thank you, Natelie."

An Natelie An wanted to correct the name ' Natelie', but when he thought that his previous protests were ineffective, he gave up the idea instantly.

She took the lunch box and returned to her seat. She didn't know what she thought of, and the pear dimples on both sides of her cheeks suddenly appeared.

For the entire afternoon that followed, Marcus Lin furiously brushed through his exercise books until the school bell rang.

He put down his pen, shook his sore right hand, and stretched his waist lazily.

Theo Gu picked up his schoolbag with a complicated look on his face, "Brother Mo, is it really interesting to learn like this?"

Hearing this question, Marcus Lin sat upright and looked towards An Natelie An, "Theo Gu, I need to correct you; your statement is incorrect."

"What's wrong?"Theo Gu was confused.

"Everyone has a purpose before they do something. For example, when you play games, have you already thought about how many stars you want on the way to the Internet cafe?"

At this time, Theo Gu was completely questioned.

Marcus Lin continued: "It's just that playing games itself is full of uncertainty. You can't be sure of the final result because you can't break through the various limitations of the game with your strength."

"Learning is different. As long as you are willing to pay, there will definitely be rewards. The size of the rewards depends on how much you pay."

"One thing should not be evaluated by whether it is interesting or not, but by whether it is worth it."

"It's like you played games all night and got mental comfort and short-term happiness, but you spent the entire day's energy and wasted the whole day for instant and meaningless happiness. Do you think it's worth it?"

"I……"

Theo Gu opened his mouth. For some reason, he always felt that Marcus Lin in front of him felt strange.

Marcus Lin met Theo Gu's gaze, "My reason tells me that what I am doing now is worth it."

Theo Gu continued to be silent for a long time before speaking out: "Brother Mo, you have learned a lesson."

He called Marcus Lin Brother Mo before, which was more or less a joke.

The current shout of "Brother Mo" was sincere.

Marcus Lin stood up and patted Theo Gu on the shoulder, "There is still time, there is still time for everything."

Theo Gu eyes were dazed, and then he quickly became extremely determined, "Thank you, Brother Mo."

Marcus Lin smiled and watched Theo Gu leave.

After even the students on duty had left, An Natelie An began to pack her things. She instinctively looked towards the back of the classroom, only to find that Marcus Lin had sat behind her at some point.

"Hello, Natelie."

Marcus Lin leaned forward, as if all the light in the classroom was absorbed by his smile. His deep eyes were like black holes, exuding fatal attraction.

An Natelie An was stunned, as if he had been cast a body-holding spell.

The sweetness of watermelon lies in the first bite, but the throb is in the moment. It is like the heartbeat of orange soda in summer...