Xueba God-level system

"Why can't you do it, bully girl No. 1, right?" Niu Zihao said with wide-eyed eyes.

In his life, he couldn't bear the kind of people who bully the weak. If you have the ability, go and fight alone with the class bully Cheng Yaotie.

Wang Xiang was using formulas to calculate the problem in his hand, but something hit the back of the head.

Due to the relevant biological principles of the knee jerk reflex, he "sneaked" from his seat and stood up without showing any signs of expression.

Simply the range of motion is not particularly large, otherwise the whole class will have to look at him with attention.

I thought it would be Mr. Zhou who was doing the sneak attack behind the scenes, but after careful consideration, I found it unlikely.

I am clearly studying hard with peace of mind, and I have not provoked anyone, let alone the teacher, even the principal may not be qualified to beat him.

When Wang Xiang turned his head to take a look, he immediately understood.

In a panic, Niu Zihao quickly stuffed the book into the desk.

It was too late, and in the end it couldn't escape Wang Xiang's sharp eyes.

"Brother Niu, I treat you well, why do you still attack me? Give me a reason first."

"Ah?" Niu Zihao was at a loss for words for a moment, but he didn't know what to answer.

However, he still buffered for a while before he gave a reason that was not too delicate, "Why are you bullying Ma Tiantian?"

Wang Xiang really even wanted to swear at others, he just helped her do the math, and suddenly she turned into a bully.

According to Niu Zihao's logical thinking just now, wouldn't it be a daily bully for the teacher to teach the students.

As for the "Three-Year College Entrance Examination, Five-Year Simulation" that is sold on the market, it can be renamed "Three Years of Fraud, Five Years of Bullying".

To be honest, Wang Xiang can change seats for Ma Tiantian, but he can't swallow his breath because of this.

Smelling the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, Ma Tiantian hurriedly made a move. If it was too late, the two of them would probably fight.

After some explanations from her, the two of them settled down. The root cause of the problem was still that annoying physics problem.

"Bah, good men don't fight women."

Wang Xiang turned his head away and muttered.

He was so angry that he compared Niu Zihao to a girl.

In desperation, I had to ask Li Min for help. He is a top student, and any difficult questions will shine brightly in his pen.

Wang Xiang also gave way to Brother Min, and sat alone in the aisle, enjoying the highest state of loneliness.

Zhao Liyang originally wanted to take another set of mock questions to practice, but when she saw Li Min coming, she also stopped the pen in her hand, planning to learn from him.

Several people sat together, admiring the dancing colors in Li Min's pen.To be honest, if he doesn't become a teacher in the future, it will definitely be a great loss to the teaching profession.

In the evening self-study, there is always an unwritten rule, which is to remember the name.

All students who eat melon seeds, listen to music, watch mobile phones, or influence others' studies will be recorded in the annals of history by Gao Dingwen.

As a result, it was handed over to the head teacher to deal with it. Of course, the consequences were terrible and there was no way to see it.

Not only did he have to read the self-written self-criticism aloud at the class meeting on Monday, but he was also fined for cleaning for a week.

How painful it is, I am afraid that only after experiencing it will you know.

But today, the class was surprisingly quiet, forty minutes passed, and no one's name was left on the white paper in front of Gao Dingwen.

How the students in the class became obedient today was really beyond his expectation.

I saw Gao Dingwen looking left and right, as if he was looking for something.

Finally, a group of people at the next table successfully caught his attention.

"Hey, Li Min, what are you doing? Why didn't Doudizhu call me!"

Gao Dingwen looked intently, but found no trace of playing cards.What appeared on the desk were densely packed handwriting and a draft written by Li Min.

It took a long time, but it still fell short after all.

That was not a simple question. After calculating the whole process, most of the drafts were sacrificed, and the eyebrows were finally formed.

"Ah, it came out, the speed is 54.3m/s."

Li Min stopped writing, let out a long breath, and looked at the surprised people around him, and he also showed embarrassment.

Sometimes, the result is not so important, the key is the process, I believe that is the most exciting scene ever experienced.

"There is still half an hour after school, why don't we chat, I don't really want to study today."

Ma Tiantian looked at the wall clock on the wall, and said from the bottom of her heart.

Gao Yaxuan was curious about what they were doing when she saw crowds gathered in the last row of the classroom.

"Yanyan, why don't we join in the fun too."

"I'm not going anymore. The classical Chinese translation has to be handed in tomorrow morning. I guess tonight will be another day of staying up late."

Wang Yan sighed and continued writing.

"Haha, don't you know, the Chinese and chemistry classes have been swapped, and it's enough to finish it on Saturday."

"really?"

Wang Yan showed an incredible expression, obviously surprised by what she said.

"Of course, with the friendship between the two of us, it's impossible for me to lie to you."

The original plan was to play truth or dare, but due to factors such as time and environment, it was finally cancelled.

Like the scene of sitting together in the classroom, chatting and telling stories is quite interesting.

After a round of rock-paper-scissors, Wang Xiang was finally defeated. He was the lecturer who narrated the story.

Just when Wang Xiang was about to start his performance, a strand of hair fell by his ear, and he could smell the fragrance.

It was Gao Yaxuan and Wang Yan who came, and they also came to join in the fun.

"Stop arguing, listen to Brother Xiang's story, it can be called an epic classic Wang family forum. If it is remade into a film and television drama, it can be comparable to Hollywood."

Niu Zihao said something funny, his hands were still flying in the air, as if he was directing.

In fact, he didn't really want to read books, so he just wanted to combine work and rest. Compared with the three years of high school, one night of self-study is really insignificant.

If possible, he also wants to make a campus show, the name has already been thought of, and it will be called "Brother Xiang has something to say".

"Ahem." Wang Xiang drank a bottle of water, and the story began like this.

"Once upon a time, there was a legend about a technical secondary school where not many college students were admitted a year, and most of them ended up in the arms of higher vocational schools."

"I heard that the school was built in the cemetery without the consent of the person concerned. Every time after a period of time, there will always be bad news coming from it, and strange things will happen."

"On a cold and rainy day, the classroom at seven o'clock in the morning was as dark as ink, and there were tall buildings standing tall, so the light could not reach normally. In a scene like this, it is estimated that it will not be too bright until school is over at noon. "

"The teacher couldn't teach normally, so he had to order the student next to the door to turn on the light."