Identity Swap Challenge, I Shocked the World

"Stop, stop, stop!"

This time I called three stops in a row.

There is still a trace of pain in the expression.

Good guy!

I studied for twelve hours a day, and when I came back, I had to be recited by you boy.

It's so difficult!

"I said can you stop for a while? Can't you talk about something else when you get home?"

Chen Yuan snorted, and pointed to the table not far away, "Let's eat."

As soon as he heard the meal, Chen Donglai's energy immediately returned to his body.

"Okay, eat and eat!"

There was already a smile on that face.

He sat at the table and took a few mouthfuls of pork head.

"Well, it smells so good!"

Ten minutes later, Chen Donglai patted his stomach contentedly.

"I am full?"

Chen Yuan tilted his head and asked his father.

"I'm full!" Chen Donglai leaned on the seat quite comfortably.

It's good to be full!

Chen Yuan smiled and sat on the sofa, "If you're full, then do a multiple-choice question?"

"Now clean up the table, and then go to recite Tang poetry and Song Ci, and watch physical chemistry."

"Or the second choice, first recite Tang poetry and Song Ci, read physical chemistry, and then clean up the table!"

A gurgling sound came from Chen Donglai's throat.

Are these two options?

Does it make any difference?

good boy!

You are so filial!

Chen Yuan didn't notice Chen Donglai's gloomy face at all.

He stretched his arms and legs, "Being a parent is also very tiring, you students should also be considerate of your parents, do some housework and study hard, there is nothing wrong with you!"

Nothing wrong is nothing wrong.

But why do I have the urge to beat you up?

But then again.

It seems that it seems that before I...

Ok.

Sure enough, it is the current newspaper!

Chen Donglai started to clear the table.

His efficiency is still quite high.

In a few minutes, the table was cleaned up.

Before he could catch his breath, he heard Chen Yuan's words.

"Okay, let's go to the study to study!"

Chen Donglai walked into the study in a bad mood.

He sits on the seat.

Thinking of the past day by day, she burst into tears.

Every teacher seems to be against himself.

A lot of homework is like a mountain pressing down.

Chinese, mathematics, English, chemistry, physics...

convex ('0?) convex

o(#￣▽￣)==O))￣0￣)

Anger can be transformed into power.

Chen Donglai got up angrily.

All anger poured out.

"As soon as the Chinese teacher turned around, he was willing to be a ox in the east.

When the math teacher turned around, he could ask for six yuan six times.

The English teacher turned around, sorry and thank you.

When the chemistry teacher turned around, carbon dioxide turned into gasoline.

The physics teacher turned around and pried the earth with a lever.

When the biology teacher turned his head, Yeyun lowered his head in horror.

When the geography teacher turned around, he could swim in Baimu Dali.

When the history teacher turned his head, Qin Shihuang came to push the shot put.

When the physical education teacher turned around, Daiyu could also play football.

When the music teacher turned his head, an eight-magnitude earthquake blew up the earth.

When the political teacher turned around, the whole class was sleepwalking.

When the art teacher turned around, Mona Lisa was also flirtatious. "

Immediately, the comments in the live broadcast room exploded.

Countless empathetic students held their phones excitedly.

'God is right! '

'Irony, it's too ironic! '

'I'll go, come here, don't write poems, start to make up rhetoric? '

'I feel the power from the soul, this is unwillingness to fate, and the roar of endless academic pressure!Rise up, new generation students! '

'This is about to become a student uprising! '

Da Zhuang hugged his phone excitedly!

Come on, you spy on my faith!

Come on, I read you right!

"Long live the child!"

His father pushed open the door and slapped him when he walked over, "Terma, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what's the ghost calling?"

Da Zhuang glared at his father.

"You are as hateful as the teacher, I want to rebel, I want to control my own destiny..."

Before he finished speaking, his father took out the belt and swung it.

"You're crazy!"

"Isn't there an uprising?"

"Call me hateful!"

"Seize fate!"

Da Zhuang screamed.

"I just want to revolt! I want to contribute my strength to the great cause! You people are the shackles on our way to revolt!"

The voice of generosity, grief and indignation finally attracted his mother.

So the two burly men gave a K to the five big and three thick big Zhuang.

Singles turned into mixed doubles.

……

Teacher Ren gritted his teeth and looked at the phone screen.

The barrage of barrages aroused countless people to rise up.

Among them are some screen names that feel familiar.

Obviously, many students participated in it!

Chen Donglai, you are really good!

If I don't treat you well tomorrow, my homeroom teacher will be in vain!

The bald husband stroked his hair on both sides and leaned over.

"Bao'er, I feel great today! I feel like I can do it today!"

My old lady is about to explode, you still lie to me with such nonsense?

"Go away!"

Teacher Ren kicked him off the bed.

……

Chen Yuan looked at Dad's live broadcast room.

The body is trembling.

Come on, you can!

Actually teased the teacher during the live broadcast.

Chapter 205 The coercion from my own father is indeed inexplicably terrifying

powerful!

Really strong!

Your literary talent is really not wasted.

But doing this in the live broadcast room...

Come on, you're cold!

Really cool.

It is estimated that Chen Donglai will face countless "accidents" from teachers in the days to come.

Come on, ask yourself how lucky you are!

Chen Yuan closed the live broadcast room, and opened bili casually.

The number of videos played is still rising rapidly.

According to this momentum, it is estimated that I can give myself a surprise tomorrow.

After watching the video twice, Chen Yuan started to do housework.

After the busy work was cleared, he returned to the room to sleep.

……

six in the morning.