Xueba God-level system

The blackboard eraser, which was moving like a flying meteor, was thrown in Yang Zelin's direction without warning.

The witch seemed to be aware of the danger, and used magic to make the eraser stay in the air before finally landing.

At this time, all the students in the class were staring at the two of them, except for the sleeping student.The teacher also left the long-lost podium and came to the back row.

"Yang Zelin stood up, he played chess well, how about a chance to compete?"

The curse witch is just an ancient primordial spirit, so it's normal that it can't understand human language.I am also going to take out the chessboard and compete with the teacher on the spot.In the end, he was slapped in the face, and was scolded and sent back.

In desperation, it had to face the fate of going to the penalty station.There is no way to do this, who made it willing to play the role of a student.

Until the end, it still didn't forget to take another look at Zhang Fan.It's just that we didn't see each other for more than half an hour, but it was like parting from life to death.

This is the first time that the curse witch has endured the teacher's anger, but for the sake of the big plan in the future, it can persist in such a small setback.As the saying goes, a little intolerance can lead to chaos and big plans.

Even standing in the corridor, there are many things it doesn't understand.Why didn't Zhang Fan come out because Zhang Fan was also playing chess? Anyway, it's not like he has a companion. Facing the dark corridor alone, he was a little panicked.

As everyone knows, the teacher has already seen the clues of this.Who is the mastermind, he knows better than the knowledge points in textbooks.

Looking at the dripping mop in the corner, the witch admired it quietly for a long time.It is really boring and has nothing to do. It doesn't bother to listen to the problem-solving skills of the political teacher in the next class. Instead, it practices magic on its own.

It wants to be refined to the point of perfection, and it is best to dry out all the moisture in the mop with one pinch, that is the real skill.

Xu Cistan stared at the book in front of him, feeling extremely vicissitudes.Classwork in high school isn't fun at all, and decent illustrations are hard to find.When he was in elementary school, he always liked to paint with watercolor pens on the books, painting them casually like adding flowers to the brocade. This is much more exciting than changing a failing paper to a full score.

But now, he didn't like this for a long time. The vibrating sound of special concern sounded in his pocket, as if it was like the sound of nature, it was his favorite.

Taking advantage of the teacher's inattention, he secretly took out his mobile phone and carefully read the message just sent on it.

It was the senior sister who was looking for him for something, and said she was bringing her a cup of boiling water.

Xu Cistan scratched his head, feeling very puzzled, now is the time for class.The teacher stared at the stage, and there was no chance of escape.Unless it is those classmates who are asleep, their hearts have already gone outside to play.

No, he finally became a friend of the senior sister, how dare he give up lightly.As the saying goes, if you don't cut jade, you can't make a weapon, and if you don't fall in love, you will be in vain.

Suddenly, his mind took a 360-degree turn, and he quickly thought of a good solution.

In the office of the grade group, isn't there the phone number of all the teachers?When he was free, Xu Zan had already copied down the eleven-digit numbers and knew them by heart.

He did this, of course, for his own purpose.If any teacher dares to teach him a lesson in public, then I'm really sorry, you may receive a call from Xu Wei in the middle of the night tonight, and it's the kind that keeps making arrears on the mobile phone.

Now, those phones are finally coming in handy.

Without any explanation, Xu Cun clicked on the dial button.Immediately afterwards, the originally calm desk began to vibrate.You don't need to guess, it must be the teacher's mobile phone doing irregular Brownian motion.

The teacher still wanted to continue the lesson, but after thinking about it, that was not the case.If the principal is calling personally, it would be impolite not to answer.

"Students, let's review first. I'll go out and answer the phone, and I'll be right back."

Seeing the opened classroom door, Xu Wei naturally knew that the opportunity was right in front of him.If you don't seize the time to cherish it, you may easily miss it.

"Chen Yifeng, open the window quickly, or it will be too late." Xu Can shouted at the boy by the window.

But who would have thought that Chen Yifeng buried his head in the book, not knowing why, and seemed to ignore him at all.

Xu Cistan was out of breath, and it was better to rely on himself than to rely on the sky and the earth.Immediately afterwards, he wrapped a wide plastic bag all over his body, and finally escaped through a window.Enjoying the campus air in the early morning, I came to the No. [-] teaching building before I knew it.

Today's cafeteria aunt is more beautiful than ever, no matter what other people think, Xu Wei firmly believes in her own vision.

Auntie is not only nice, but also specially gave him a small cup of old godmother.

Xu Cistan touched the wall of the cup, and a warm feeling penetrated his heart.This is the first time for him to visit the corridor of the third year of high school, and the atmosphere brought about by the pressure of study is simply overwhelming.

Perhaps, this is the night before the college entrance examination.Just be patient and get through it, and the rest will be the shining of light.

The main purpose of his visit this time was to bring water to the senior sister.The two of them had already contacted each other on QQ. The senior sister had caught a cold recently, and the incubator in the classroom had already broken down, so I could only ask Xu Cistan for help.For him, this is a trivial matter.

Fortunately, there was no teacher in the classroom, so Xu Wei was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe.

It's just that what he couldn't understand was why the boys in the class would boo or even yell.Could it be that the senior sister is the symbol of their class flower representative? This point remains to be verified.

The college entrance examination is approaching, the booing people are really boring, read and study seriously, isn't it delicious?

Just when Xu Wei was about to leave, a classmate in the corridor far away caught his attention deeply.

"Look at that young man, he's not bad, but he's not as handsome as me." Xu Wei muttered in a low voice, anyway, he didn't dare to go to the classroom, otherwise it would be bad if he was caught by the teacher.

While gesturing with his hands, the boy was practicing his moves smoothly.

Xu Wei thinks this person is quite interesting, adding a QQ is not out of the question.

Could it be that he practiced boxing skills in class, and then was picked out by the teacher and punished to stand.

If you want to practice boxing, you can try it in some classic temples, where there will be martial arts secrets and so on.

Xu Cistan saw that there was nothing to resist, so he hid behind a pillar and quietly observed the boy.

You are looking at the scenery on the bridge, and the people on the bridge are looking at you. This should be the picture you describe.

Suddenly, a patrol officer from the Political and Religious Office wandered around in the corridor for nothing.This time, he finally caught a student.

He didn't make a sound, like a ghost walking, and soon came behind Xu Wei.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind!