True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

The Dean of Academic Affairs looked at the scores in the first row and was silent for a long time, thinking that he must have read it wrong.

He quickly took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on.

Looking at it again, after finding that there is no change, people are immediately stunned.

"Director, have you seen it?" On the side, a teacher looked unpredictable, spread his hands and said, "We really can't calculate the final overall ranking."

The first row of the Excel sheet looks like this:

Name: Ying Zijin

Class: High School Class 19

Language: 90

Math: 150

English: 150

Comprehensive: 300

Overall score: 690

Special Note: Talent Class Paper

Of course, a total score of 690 is nothing in Qingzhi.

After all, in the last semester, many students scored more than 700 points.

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 the grade ranking, there is a factor of 1.2 times.

In this way, the total score becomes -

Language: 108

Math: 180

English: 180

Comprehensive: 360

Total score: 828

The reason why there is such a conversion method between the papers of the elite class and the ordinary papers is the experience summed up by Qingzhi for more than ten years.

Over the years, even if it is a genius, the test for the elite class will never exceed 620 points.

Therefore, Qingzhi has always used this conversion method to carry out the overall ranking of grades.

But now, there is a pervert who got full marks in the test except for the language!

After conversion, this score directly exceeds the total score of 750.

Not a little bit.

How does this rank?

The Dean of Academic Affairs looked at this set of data silently for a long while before slowly raising his head: "Isn't the paper for the elite class very simple this time?"

Otherwise, there are still students with full marks in mathematics and science comprehensive examinations?

"..."

As soon as these words came out, several teachers were even more at a loss for words.

"Director, the papers for this elite class are not easy, they are difficult, very difficult." The leader of the chemistry group shook his head, "I'll tell you that, the chemistry elective is a big question, just this one, and the others. Not a word was written."

On the other side, the biology team leader also said: "The genetic topic I changed is all right."

The physics team leader didn't say a word, thinking to himself that he was not the only one who was frightened.

The Dean was silent again.

It's so hard, can you still get full marks?

so--

Really a pervert?

Maybe if you can solve all these questions, you can directly enter the Imperial Capital University as a Ph.D. What else can you study in Qingzhi?

Came to school specifically to play?

"Hey." The Dean of Education's teeth hurt a little, and pointed to the scores in the Chinese column, "But is this child a little biased?"

This math, English, and comprehensive science are all full marks, how come I just passed the Chinese?

For the students of the elite class, it is often the Chinese subject that gets the highest score, and the difference is always above 105.

This 90 points is a bit unreasonable.

The Dean of Academic Affairs balances a little.

It seems that this metamorphosis is also flawed.

Hearing this, the language team leader stepped forward.

She entered the student number on the computer and transferred out the answer sheet: "Director, you can read this yourself."

The dean of education slid the mouse and began to read: "Hey, this word is really beautiful. I think you all gave full marks to reading classical Chinese? Why did you pass it?"

The leader of the language group reminded blankly: "Director, turn your hands over."

The Dean of Education turned over.

The second page of the answer sheet is blank.

Composition not written.

There are no topics.

60 points deducted.

So the language is 90 points.

The Dean of Academic Affairs split instantly: "..."

After a long time, he returned to his senses in a trance: "So what about the total score?"

"We discussed it, and that's what we thought." The physics team leader coughed and said solemnly, "Otherwise, it will not be converted this time, and the overall ranking will be directly carried out."

Who would have thought that someone could score such a high score in the elite class?

"Wait." The Dean of Education pulled down the ranking and looked at the total score of the second place in the elite class.

608 points.

If you don't do the conversion, this result is ugly.

The Dean of Education checked the first place on the ordinary paper again.

689 points.

These two scores made him sure that the test this time was more difficult than ever.

Even the first place in the science experimental class didn't even get 700 points.

"Then let's do it like this." The Dean of Education was deeply tired, "I'll call the principal first."

Something so important must be reported.

He had just walked out when his footsteps stopped.

and many more--

Who is the first?

He was so excited just looking at the score, he just glanced at the name and forgot it.

The Dean of Education slapped his forehead and turned back.

**

Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen drove back to Shanghai after having lunch in Hengdian Town.

After returning to Wen's house, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Originally, she planned to remove toxins from Mr. Fu's body on Labor Day.

But before the exam, Ying Zijin checked Mr. Fu's body and found that with his current physical condition, he couldn't bear the impact of the medicine.

So she left some conditioning pills and was going to wait for a while.

The six herbs have arrived, and she has finished processing them, sealing the most essential parts.

After all, a few of these medicinal herbs are poisonous to smell, let alone touch them directly.

"Yaoyao is back." Under Ying Zijin's physiotherapy, Wen Fengmian's asthma was completely cured, and he was not as thin as before. He smiled slightly, "How was playing with Mr. Fu outside?"

He was quite worried about Ying Zijin.

Before the family had no money, he couldn't take their siblings out to play.

Perhaps it was because of the constant boredom in Qingshui County that both of them became more and more reticent.

So when Ying Zijin was picked up by the Ying family, he would persuade her to leave.

But no one thought that such a thing would happen.

Wen Fengmian sighed.

Otherwise, no matter how poor his life was, he would not send Ying Zijin away.

"Well, it's fine." Ying Zijin turned her head, "Dad, where's Xiaolan?"

"In the house." Wen Fengmian glanced at the door on the right, "It should be playing a Rubik's cube."

Ying Zijin nodded.

Psychotherapy for Wen Tinglan requires the help of many external objects, so that he can gradually integrate into reality and cannot isolate himself.

Hearing the movement, Wen Tinglan came out of the bedroom: "Sister."

"Bring it for you." Ying Zijin pointed to the snack box on the table, "I can't eat more, one piece a day."

After a pause, he asked again, "Didn't you go to school?"

She remembered that Qingzhi's third year of high school did not have a holiday, and she was also taking mock exams these days.

"It's boring." Wen Tinglan lowered her eyelashes and said in a cold tone, "They are all stupid."

Wen Fengmian had a headache: "Yuyu, you should restrain yourself."

"Yes." Ying Zijin pondered, "Just do the question I gave you."

Wen Tinglan nodded.

Wen Fengmian pinched his brows and understood.

This is also accustomed to.

"Sister, will your grades come out tomorrow?" Wen Tinglan was silent for a while, "The forum said that you had a bet with the students of the elite class..."

"Well, it's fine, I'll eat yours." Ying Zijin's expression was light, "It's just the exam."

She was about to open the snack box when her eyes stopped suddenly.

Recalling that Fu Yunshen looked cold and cold before, he left in a hurry.

No wonder.

It was she who neglected.

Wen Tinglan noticed her abnormality: "Sister?"

"There's something." Ying Zijin wiped his hands and stood up, "I'll go out and take care of Dad."

After taking a step, he stopped again: "Dad, please help me to ask the teacher for two days off."

Wen Fengmian was stunned for a moment, but didn't ask further: "Okay, Yaoyao, please pay attention to safety."

**

First Hospital.

The doctors and nurses were in a hurry, and even the dean and the vice dean were alarmed.

Whether it was the Fu family or the hospital, they never thought that Mr. Fu would get sick again at this time, and it would be the heaviest one in history.

After all, for the past two months, Mr. Fu's body has been improving, maybe a miracle will happen?

Although Mr. Fu has retired, he is still the person in charge of the Fu family today.

If this is really explained in their hands, the Fu family will never give up.

Fu Mingcheng and several siblings were also waiting anxiously outside the ICU.

But whether it's real or fake, only you know.

"You said Dad would he..."

Fu Mingcheng glanced coldly: "Shut up."

The others fell silent for a moment.

"Fu Yichen, come here." On the other side, Mrs. Fu pulled Fu Yichen to the corner with a stern voice, "What did you say to your grandfather in the study?"

Fu Yichen pursed his lips: "I didn't say anything, I just scolded Fu Yunshen a few words, at all..."

Who knew that Mr. Fu suddenly fainted?

Mrs. Fu was anxious: "Who told you to say it? You can scold him in private, but you have to put it in front of your grandfather? Is your brain a pig's brain? Ah?!"

Fu Yichen was speechless and annoyed.

"Fu Yichen, let me tell you, you are expecting your grandfather to survive this time." Mrs. Fu took a deep breath. "Otherwise, you are the murderer, and your elder brother will be implicated by you."

People outside were very anxious, and the doctors and nurses in the ICU were not much better.

They are also in a hurry, but they can't make any mistakes during the operation.

Especially since Mr. Fu is old, the doctors and nurses are very careful.

The attending doctor said quickly: "Bring the defibrillator."

The nurse hurried to get it.

At this moment, the electrocardiograph suddenly made a beeping sound.

Ah ah ah, babies are asking for a monthly pass, there are only two days left for the double monthly pass~