Class 18 of high school.

One weekend passed, and teachers from all subjects assigned a lot of homework.

You can ignore the homework of other subjects, but their math teacher is also the grade director.

A middle-aged man who has been a teacher for more than 20 years has become a bit snobbish after being repeatedly influenced by society.

Especially looking down on the scumbags in their class.

If they fail to hand in their homework three times in total, they will not only be called out and scolded in class, but also called their parents.

So, every time before math homework was collected, a group of bad students in the class were either busy copying homework, or busy asking others to borrow homework to copy.

"Gu Xizhi, have you finished your math paper? Can you lend it to me? I can't solve one question."

Gu Xizhi's papers some time ago were all written by Gu Sirou for her.

As soon as she learned that Gu Sirou had written the paper, many classmates asked her to borrow it for copying.

Li Shuangshuang is probably a weirdo in the class of bad students, a weirdo who studies seriously.

She is not simply satisfied with completing her homework, she also wants to solve every problem.

She held the paper in her hand and looked at Gu Xizhi expectantly.

Gu Xizhi shook his head.

With the help of the homework-tearing tool dog, Gu Sirou, a ghostwriter who still made mistakes when writing assignments, was officially offline.

"Ah, then I'll think about it myself."

There was a pile of homework from other subjects on her desk, so she just lay down on Gu Xizhi's desk and started thinking.

Gu Xizhi had just finished drinking a whole cup of milk tea, and her stomach was a little bloated. At this moment, she just wanted to go out and solve the major events in her life.

When she came back after solving the problem, Li Shuangshuang was still thinking. Her hair was messed up and a few strands fell on her paper. She was holding the pen tightly in her hand.

It looked as if it had been severely ravaged by homework.

Hey, are the math questions in the first year of high school so torturous?

She glanced at her math paper curiously.

He raised his head in surprise and looked at Li Shuangshuang's face again.

I didn’t realize that Li Shuangshuang was quite modest.

Not only was she unable to solve one question, she also had a high error rate in other questions she wrote.

Gu Xizhi looked at Li Shuangshuang's currently thick hair, and out of sympathy for them, she stretched out her hand:

"Give me the pen."

Li Shuangshuang looked up when he heard this. He didn't understand what Gu Xizhi wanted to do, but he still handed her the pen cooperatively.

The next second, Gu Xizhi took her entire paper.

Immediately afterwards, she wrote a few lines of words on her blank title.

It looked like he was solving a problem, but she couldn't understand it at all, and she suspected that it wasn't solving a problem.

"Li Shuangshuang, where is your group's homework?"

The math class representative collected the homework and received it from them.

Li Shuangshuang didn't have time to look carefully at what Gu Xizhi wrote.

Hurry and collect other people's homework.

Even Zhang Qi wrote a few words and handed it in.

Only Gu Xizhi didn't even have a paper.

Gu Xizhi just finished a question and felt that the amount of exercise today was a bit excessive. He stretched a lot and said calmly: "My paper was torn into pieces by my dog."

What Li Shuangshuang thought was not finished was that he had done some but not completely.

The actual unfinished thing is, there is no (paper), (the paper) is finished (egg).

Li Shuangshuang was a little worried, "This is the third time in a week that your dog has bitten your math homework, otherwise,"

She gritted her teeth and said, "I'll change the name on my paper to yours..."

"No, it's not that I didn't do my homework, it's just that my dog ​​is too naughty. The teacher won't blame me if he knows."

"After all, to the teacher, he just lost one student's homework, and what I lost was all my homework. He will feel sorry for me."

The corner of Zhang Qi's mouth twitched: "If the teacher really believes your lies, after I get home from school today, I will take a Erha home and raise it as soon as possible."

Gu Xizhi yawned lazily and gave Zhang Qibo a lesson:

"Adopt instead of buy. If you want to raise a dog, I suggest you go pick up a stray dog ​​on the roadside. This way you can have a dog that will bite your homework. This family has another poor little dog with a family."

"The enemy has 5 seconds to arrive on the battlefield. Please be ready and attack with all your troops."

I don’t know how loud Zhang Qi turned up the game sound. Even with headphones on, the sound still came out.

Zhang Qi went back to playing games.

While playing, I was arguing with someone about something.

"I'll go, buddy, I won't play with you after this game is over. You are such a cheat. You agreed to pay five yuan for one star, but in the end you only paid three yuan for the game."

"If you don't pay as agreed, forget it. I'll return the three yuan to you later. Just wait for the stars to drop."

After saying that, Zhang Qi controlled the characters in the game to run in front of the enemy, and then stood still, waiting to be beaten to death.

The other party's cursing voice came from the earphones.

Gu Xizhi didn't hear clearly what he was scolding.

But her eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

In her previous life, she played games whenever she had time, and she knew how to play the game Zhang Qi played, and she played it quite smoothly.

She can also make money as a game partner.

Seeing her take out her phone and click on the game, Li Shuangshuang took her paper and left silently.

"director,"

In the office of the grade mathematics group, other mathematics teachers turned their chairs and moved to the grade director.

"Look at this big question on the paper. Is it a little over the top?"

"I just corrected the paper I got back from my class, and no one could solve this question. Not even the top student in our class who ranked second in math in that grade could solve it."

"I took a look and found that some of the knowledge points in this question should be for senior high school students..."

After hearing what he said, the grade director took out a paper and read it.

"Oh, it's really a knowledge point for the third year of high school."

Thinking that the student in Class 2, who usually ranked second in the whole grade in math scores, hadn't done it yet, he was a little curious about whether his most proud student, Gu Sirou, could do it.

There were two stacks of papers on his desk, one from Class 18, Grade 1, and one from Class , Grade .

He casually flipped through the papers of other students in Grade 11.

As expected, none of them were made.

Turning to the middle, he saw familiar handwriting and confirmed that it was Gu Sirou's paper. He took out the paper and turned it to the back.

All other major questions were answered neatly and completely.

Only for this question, I only wrote two lines.

"Gu Sirou in our class can't do it either. It seems that no one in the entire grade can do this question."

He had no classes for the next morning and just sat in the office correcting papers.

Class 1 will be changed first.

Class 1 is full of top students, their handwriting on the paper is neat, and the accuracy rate is quite high. It’s quite satisfying to correct it.

It took me one class to correct all the papers for Class 18, and then I finished correcting the papers for Class .

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