Teach the villain to be a man again

"Enough, it's over." Xie Jue sat up, cast a sharp look at Song Zhu, but turned his head when he saw the innocent expression on Song Zhu's staring eyes .

Frowning impatiently, Xie Jue turned his head to the other side and continued to sleep on the table.

Xie Jue's low growl was not too loud but a little sudden, and the surrounding students also fell silent instantly, and all looked towards this side.

Song Zhu was slightly taken aback, and pressed his eyebrows, only to feel that the villain's tablemate was indeed a bit more tempered, but compared to his later murder and arson, it was nothing.

After all, he is a mature adult, so he won't argue too much with Xie Jue because of this, and he doesn't have too much emotion.Song Zhu put away the money, unscrewed the thermos cup and took a few sips, thinking about how to deal with this windfall.

The class bell rang quickly, and a round woman walked in, exuding jewels all over her body.

I saw her put a stack of test papers on the desk, pushed the red-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and said eccentrically: "Everyone did well in this mock test. It's just that some people, don't take chances anymore." Psychological opportunism."

The woman paused, glanced at Song Zhu meaningfully, and continued: "Not being caught cheating doesn't mean how good you are. A grade that contains water is meaningless."

Hearing this, the students in the class instantly lost their composure, and all took Song Zhu to their seats and cast contemptuous looks at her.During this period of time, Song Zhu's grades improved by leaps and bounds. Although he improved a little at a time, the contrast was too great.

"Let me just say, how did she improve so fast? Now she finally showed her flaws!"

"That's right, several disciplines are progressing at the same time, how is it possible? It can't be to get Mu Jiangting's attention, right? It's really unscrupulous!"

"The key is that she counted down before! The foundation is so weak. She has been entangled with Mu Jiangting all day, but now she has changed so much all of a sudden. It's really despicable and shameless."

The students who were distributing papers saw Song Zhu's papers, and instantly became uneasy: "Song Zhu has a perfect score! Mu Jiangting is only 132! How is that possible?"

Hearing this, a lot of people gathered around that classmate in an instant, passing Song Zhu's paper over and over with disbelief on their faces.

As if confirming what the English teacher said, everyone looked at Song Zhu with envious expressions.

Xie Jue also half sat up when she heard the movement, propped her head with one hand, half-closed her eyes, and looked at everything lazily.

When the paper returned to Song Zhu's hands, it had been ravaged beyond recognition.

Song Zhu twitched the corners of his mouth, he just felt that he was having fun with the questions, and forgot to control the accuracy rate, and was negligent for a while.

She looked up at the English teacher and was about to say something, when she heard the English teacher say in a strange voice: "Song Zhu, please translate the fourth reading. This reading is a bit more difficult, and almost all the students are wiped out." , you are absolutely right."

The classmates in the class burst out laughing instantly.

"Get up and talk! Aren't you amazing? You're right, the only perfect score in the whole grade."

"Let you copy! Is it interesting? It's really low-handed and of poor quality, and it still can't be brought up on the table."

Mu Jiangting's eyes flickered, and the way he looked at Song Zhu also changed.In this reading, he only got one question right.

Xie Jue rubbed his ears impatiently, feeling that this group of people were like flies.

Glancing at Song Zhu from the corner of the eye, he saw that the girl was not panicked at all, but was just browsing through the paper calmly.While reading, while translating, while explaining for everyone.

The classroom was noisy at first, but everyone was startled when they heard Song Zhu's pure English accent.Although it is not completely Native English, it is also standard enough to stand out among Chinese people.

Whether it is pronunciation, translation, or explanation of exercises, everyone was shocked.

For Song Zhu, this is what she had to practice in her previous life because she often had to participate in international academic seminars.

Even the English teacher was not calm anymore. Leaving aside the pronunciation, she had to search for a long time to sort out and analyze those few exercises. Unexpectedly, the girl spoke it lightly, as if there were answers on the paper. .

Unable to hold back his curiosity, the English teacher walked up to Song Zhu, only to see that the paper was blank, as if everything Song Zhu had just said was an illusion.

"Teacher, I'm done." Song Zhu's eyes flickered, and he smiled warmly at the English teacher.

Xie Jue next to him also seemed a little surprised. He raised his eyes and glanced at his tablemate who was said to be on the same rank as him in the past, and continued to bury his head in sleep, not caring about the English teacher by his side.

It's just that students like Xie Jue are almost all students whose teachers have given up. It is already a rare thing to see him in class, and they turn a blind eye to his sleeping.

The English teacher seemed to be still immersed in Song Zhu's explanation just now, and when he realized it, he coughed twice in embarrassment: "That's a good speech, please sit down."

"Let me just say, some people don't want to be opportunistic. If they can all be as down-to-earth as Song Zhu, how fast they will progress!"

Students: "."

"Song Zhu, I still don't understand this question very well, can you explain it to me again?" After class, there was an unexpected person beside Song Zhu's seat.

I saw Mu Jiangting bent over and standing beside Song Zhu's table with a serious face.

All the students were in a mess for a moment, but they were a little confused about whether Song Zhu really had such capital.

Xie Jue glanced here wearily, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he got up and walked out of the classroom a little restlessly.

Doesn't she like Mu Jiangding?The male god took the initiative to approach, and he is secretly having fun now!
With one hand in his trouser pocket, Xie Jue somehow remembered the scene of Chen Zhou touching Song Zhu's head, and suddenly felt a little irritable, kicking the desk at the door of the classroom.

This woman is still so hypocritical.

Mu Jiangting was standing on the side, and Song Zhu felt a little embarrassed. She really didn't want to have anything to do with Mu Jiangting: "Ahem, this question."

"Mu Jiang stop, someone is looking for you."

Just when Song Zhu was finally in the mood to explain to Mu Jiangting, a loud voice interrupted the two of them.

Song Zhu raised his eyes, and saw Ruan Yunxi wearing a white dress and wearing a delicate crystal hairpin on his head, standing at the door like a princess, with a shy blush on his face.

It has to be said that Ruan Yunxi really has the capital to be the school belle and the heroine.It's hard to know how many boys and girls have been fascinated by this fairy-like dress alone, let alone her gentle and kind character.

Thinking of the later scene where Xie Jue and Mu Jiang stopped to rob the hostess to block the murder due to the blackening of the hostess, Song Zhu's temples twitched and he looked away.

The school belle appeared at the door of the class and wanted to stop by Mu Jiang. The boys in the class booed instantly, and Ruan Yunxi's cheeks turned red instantly.

Speaking of it, this period of time is still the stage when the hero and heroine are in love with each other.Ruan Yunxi is the English class representative of the class next door, and Mu Jiangting is the English class representative of this class, and the two inevitably meet.

This time, the relationship between the two should go smoothly without me intervening!It's just that no matter what, I can't go to jail anymore.

"Song Zhu, don't you like Mu Jiangting? Aren't you sad?" The girl in the front seat turned around gossipingly.

Song Zhu sighed, while opening the thermos: "Who said..."

For these little fools, falling in love is more interesting than studying.