I really don't want to read

[This book is on fire, new gods are rising! 】

......

Hmm, it looks like something dirty got mixed in.

Forget it.

Look at the reward again.

[Chen Yifa rewarded 5000 terminal coins]

[Yeao, Nai, how can I reward 100 terminal coins]

[Beautiful girls and strong men reward 1000 terminal coins]

[motherfvcker rewarded 500 terminal coins]

......

There are many people who know the goods.

Lin Xiaoxian originally wanted to write a single chapter thank you for the reward.

But in the end, it was found that it was all hundreds of thousands of coins, and there was no alliance leader, so just forget it.

"Nowadays readers are really stingy, even 10 yuan is reluctant..."

Lin Xiaoxian decided, anyway, since Carvin is over, he will stop for a few more days, so he can't get used to these cheapskates.

[Ding, the author is shaky, intelligence -1]

School starts tomorrow, no one is robbing Lin Xiaoxian for the quilt, and he doesn't have to stay up late to catch up with homework, and he doesn't have to write novels, he slept soundly.

The only thing that needs to be pondered in the dream may be the second monthly exam after the National Day.

[Agility: 45] (Kirin Arm)

[Intelligence: 55] (The system considers it qualified)

[Charm: 40] (kind of interesting)

[Physical Strength: 33] (School team level)

[Learning: lv.6 (12/200)]

【Cooking: lv.5 (19/100)】

[Photography: lv.5 (3/100)]

......

Looking at this panel, the task of [Chinese grades surpassing Chinese class representatives] shouldn't be difficult.

026 homework, monthly exam, seat change

In Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School, Teacher Zhang, who taught mathematics in the second year of high school, was a ruthless man.

Ruthless is ruthless in words and deeds without rules, making people elusive.

Let's talk about homework.

Sometimes, regardless of whether you do it or not, he won't accept any homework for a week or two in a row, and just talks about the topic.

But every time you let your guard down, he suddenly gets serious.

After the National Day, in the first math class at the beginning of school, Teacher Zhang put on a bad face.

At the age of 40, he wore a hair like a fiery cloud and evil god, and threw a stack of thin test papers on the podium with the corners of his mouth down.

"Why is there only this National Day homework handed in?"

The classroom was silent.

The math homework assigned for this National Day is very difficult.

In addition to multiple-choice questions, many people only write a "solution" for the big questions that follow.

Some people don't even write "solution".

So the night before school started, someone came up with a bad idea.

In line with the principle of "the law does not blame the public", he instigated a small group of people to simply refuse to pay.

"I don't necessarily have to pay anyway?"

"Yes, even if we receive it, it's not bad for us."

"Well, it makes sense..."

Because it was so reasonable, this small group of people gradually expanded into many people.

Everyone has the mentality of "anyway, if someone pays, it's not worse than me".

It exploded.

"56 people in the class! Only 22 papers were collected!"

"Where's half of the people? Did you go to the National Day military parade?"

Snapped--

Teacher Zhang picked up the paper and threw it again.

"Whoever didn't pay, stand up!"

Whoa!

A few people in the last few rows immediately stood up freely.

Teacher Zhang glanced at them, ignoring these familiar faces.

"What about the rest? Can't stand up!"

His eyes swept away, and then he realized that there was something wrong.

Li Chi.

Liu Wei.

Chen Ming.

Only three of the four phantom gods stood up?

Isn't Lin Xiaoxian the scumbag leader?

How is this headed?

"Study members."

Teacher Zhang threw the collected homework to Zhou Jia in the first row.

"The whole class stands up! Say a name and take a seat!"

The audience suddenly rustled, and many people exclaimed "Oh," and stood up like zombies.

"Li Yang..."

"Guan Yao..."

"Xu Jiale..."

Some classmates sat down one after another, and Su Yuan was a little flustered when he stood on the seat.

"Lin Xiaoxian, why haven't I missed you yet?"

"Don't worry, I handed it in."

Lin Xiaoxian's body is not afraid of the shadow.

"Chen Chen..."

"Su Yuan..."

"Hu Zhiruo..."

Zhou Jia quickly finished reciting the names, and there were also two eight-class names mixed in.

Excluding these two, there were actually only 20 people seated.

There were more than thirty people standing in the classroom, covering the sky and the sun.

Su Yuan raised his head, stretched out his small hand and pulled Lin Xiaoxian's clothes: "Why not you?"

Lin Xiaoxian also wondered, it shouldn't be.

Teacher Zhang snorted coldly, walked off the podium, and started walking backwards from the first row.

"Come on, tell me one by one, why don't you hand in the National Day homework, you say it first!"

"Teacher, I've asked for leave, but the papers were not sent to me."

"Ah..."

Teacher Zhang skipped and asked the next one: "How about you?"

"Teacher, I forgot to take the paper back with me."

"...make it up before the next class! How about you?"

"I forgot to do it."

"Forgot? The National Day is only seven days away. Why don't you forget your own name?"

Teacher Zhang pointed at the door: "These few lessons, stand outside and listen."

Obviously, the "law does not blame the public" discussed earlier has no effect.

The corridor outside the classroom soon filled with a dozen people.

At first, it was still depressing, but when there are more people, it becomes more relaxed, holding the textbook outside and laughing and laughing.

On the way, Ms. Wang Xinyi walked through the corridor with an alcohol lamp and an asbestos net, and Liu Wei took the lead to say hello.

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

"Hello, classmates."

"Mr. Wang is so beautiful today!"

"..."

Teacher Wang fled in despair, thinking that this Liu Wei is worthy of being with Lin Xiaoxian, and he can't afford to offend him.

"What's the noise? It's uncomfortable to stand and want to stand upside down?"

Teacher Zhang came out and roared twice, then went back to the classroom and cross-examined Lin Xiaoxian.

"What about you, Lin Xiaoxian? You didn't do it or didn't you bring it?"

"Teacher, I handed it in."

Teacher Zhang raised his hand: "Open your eyes and talk nonsense, go out."

Su Yuan couldn't stand it any longer, and just wanted to prove out loud that Lin Xiaoxian had begun to explain calmly:

"Teacher, I did hand in it, because I finished my math homework before the National Day."

"Just you, you finished the question that was sent that afternoon, that night?"

"Correct!"

Lin Xiaoxian looked sincere.

"Because I copied it from Zhou Jia."

Teacher Zhang was stunned: "Lin Xiaoxian, you are copying your homework quite confidently?"

"I know that copying homework is not good, but at my level, I really can't do it myself."

"That's why I wanted to copy it down and wait for the start of school to listen to your explanation. At that time, a comparison is better than a blank paper."

"Zhou Jia should also understand my thoughts, so he agreed to copy it for me at that time."

"If you don't believe the teacher, you can ask her."

When Lin Xiaoxian asked Zhou Jia as a witness, he did not forget to take Zhou Jia's hand.