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Chapter 126
Mira answered with a smile.
“Then that’s very good p>
Mira had always been reserved in her speech.
Liora, on the other hand, couldn’t wait to check her answers against Mira’s.
“Wow, I got this one right p>
“I got this one right too! Thank goodness p>
“This one’s wrong. How did I get it wrong again p>
Liora was actually a good student, but she was too anxious and often made careless mistakes during exams.
It’s okay, I should be able to get around 110,” she said, referring to the language arts section, which had a maximum weight of 150 points.
“Liora, you need to fix that habit. On the next exam, remember to check your work several times. Don’t be in a rush to turn it in. If this were the national entrance exams, a single point could be the difference between a top-tier university and a safety school p>
“I know, Mira. Next time, I won’t hand in my paper until the final bell rings p>
More and more students began to file out of the exam hall, gathering in clumps to compare answers. A chorus of voices chattered as they tried to estimate their
scores.
Celine and Elara were more composed, waiting until the official end of the exam before coming out.
They nodded at Mira, indicating that the test had gone well, and then they all started reviewing for the next subject together.
After the afternoon exam, they would stay at school to study for the next day’s tests, and the teachers would also offer some last-minute pointers.
Melvion Central High School’s monthly exams for seniors were all structured to simulate the national college entrance exams, with a total potential indexed score of 750.
Teachers from different classes proctored each other’s exams to prevent them from helping their own students. After all, once the scores were released, the classes would be ranked, which affected the teachers’ performance reviews.
Evelyn Crowe was still proctoring in another classroom. It seemed she was still unaware that she had been reported.
Organizing an exam was a major undertaking. If they had to write new questions, the entire testing schedule would have to be changed. Since Evelyn Crowe had only leaked the questions to Mara, the impact was limited.
Therefore, the school administration chose to proceed as planned, not wanting the incident to disrupt the monthly exam.
The exams took two days. On the third day, the results were out. To everyone’s surprise, the person who came to announce the scores was not their homeroom teacher, Evelyn Crowe, but a young male teacher.
Only Mira and Harvey knew that their plan had succeeded.
“The monthly exam results are out. I’m sure you’re all eager to hear them, but by comparison, aren’t you a little more curious about me?” he said to the class with a smile.
“My name is Colin Harth. I have a master’s degree from Mavaria State Teachers College, one of the top programs in Mavaria, and I just graduated this year. But don’t worry, I graduated at the top of my class in every one of my teaching
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internships. My own language arts scores have been at the top of my class since was a child, and Scored a 145 on that section of the national exams. If it weren’t for my math score, I would have gotten into Capital University itself p>
“I come from a family of four, all teachers. My father was a high school language arts teacher before he retired, my mother is a high
school English teacher, and heat
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sister is a university French professor. From now on, Lwill be your language arts teacher and your homeroom advisor. Let’s work together as a team to achieve great
things. What do you say p>
Melvion Central High was a prestigious school; Mr. Harth wouldn’t have been hired if he wasn’t exceptional.
“Yeah!” the class shouted in unison, their voices accompanied by enthusiastic applause.
Young, handsome, passionate, and bright—that was the impression Mr. Harth gave.
They were at a critical point in their lives, and changing a homeroom teacher was like changing commanders on the eve of a battle.
Yet, the students felt no anxiety. Instead, the oppressive atmosphere that Evelyn Crowe had created was swept away, replaced by a sense of relief and openness.
“Also, I’d like to rearrange the class officers. Mira, you have the best grades, so you will be the class president p>