"The third place went to Zhou Simiao from the second class with 89 points, and the fourth place went to Chen Xu from the third class."

As Jin Xuan's voice continued to enter the ears of the students, some people were happy and some were sad, and the atmosphere was low and extremely depressed.

After Jin Xuan finished reading everyone's names and scores, Wang Qicheng sternly said, "The average score of the fourth class in the cultural exam this time is the second in the grade, and the first is the first class!"

Hearing his words, the students in the other two classes looked at the people in the fourth class, feeling mixed for a while, raised their heads to meet their teacher's livid face, and their hearts trembled in fear.

Yan Zhixu said, "The results are so-so, so it's okay, don't be proud, you need to continue to work hard."

The enthusiasm in the hearts of the students who had wanted to cheer was extinguished for the most part when they heard this.

Kekekeke, it's better to keep a low profile. There are students in Class 2 and Class 3. If they are too high-profile, will they be a little bit of hatred?

Xiao Shuyi nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad."

Although the first place does not belong to the first class, the average score is still the highest in the first class.

His face was kind and his voice was clear, "It's nothing, you can disband."

The students in Class 1 obediently returned to the dormitory, and Yan Zhixu also waved the students from Class 4 to go back to sleep.

There are only two and three classes left on the playground.

Looking at the backs of the other two classes leaving, their hearts tightened inexplicably, and an unpleasant feeling came to them.

Sure enough, the next second Wang Qicheng snorted coldly and announced loudly.

"The rest of the people are now running twenty laps around the playground, and when they're done, they'll have breakfast!"

Jin Xuan has no objection, "According to what Teacher Wang said, run 20 laps first. It is also good to exercise more in cold weather."

The two sang together, and they decided to run away without asking the students' opinions.

"Yes, teacher!"

The students in Classes 2 and 3 answered loudly, without any resistance or dissatisfaction, they lined up to run neatly on the plastic track.

In the winter, the cold wind blew coldly on the face, the skin of the person who shaves hurts, and when he breathes out a breath, a white mist can appear in the air.

"One-two, one-two-one, we love to exercise, we have to work hard, and we want to be excellent pilots!"

"One-two, one-two-one, we love to exercise, we have to work hard, and we want to be good pilots."

...

Their mouths were shouting slogans, and their voices were loud, whether it was intentional or not, and their voices were soaring into the sky.

Others who just returned to the dormitory: "..."

When I lay down, I heard the slogans on the playground outside, which were neat and rhythmic, and the drowsiness was dissipated by the noise.

Some people took out earplugs to block their ears, pulled up the quilt and curled up into a ball to sleep, but they could still hear the movement. They were so angry that they lifted the quilt and stopped sleeping.

Hmph, the more I listen, the more I think this group of people is intentional.

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Yan Zhixu returned to the dormitory, heard the movement outside, walked to the window and glanced, chuckled lightly and then retracted his gaze.

She took off her shoes and lay on the bed, took out her mobile phone, the signal was blocked, she could not communicate with the outside world, she could only use basic functions.

Glancing at the calendar, today is twenty-nine, and tomorrow will be New Year's Eve.

Yan Zhixu sighed, "Chinese New Year, time flies by quite fast."

It has been a year since I finished the quick-wearing mission and returned to my body.

She shook her head, turned off her phone and put it on the bed.

I haven't been able to go back for the New Year, so my mother must have lost her temper at home. Oh, the arrogant little brother is also angry.