A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

The three girls fell silent instantly, and their eyes were all on Shen Wen.

However, until the two people passed by each other, Shen Wen's gaze never stayed on their side, and he was very indifferent.

When people went upstairs, Pan Jie whispered: "Shen Wen is really cruel, I feel that he has a better relationship with Jiang Huai in the whole school."

Zhuang Ruoying pulled her hair, a little sad because of his ignorance, and put on a sweet smile: "My brother is also very cold to outsiders, maybe they are all like this."

Pan Jie echoed, "I really envy you. You have a rich and handsome brother Xueba who treats you so well."

Everyone around her knew that the No. [-] student in the college entrance examination four years ago was her elder brother, but no one knew that she also had a second elder brother who was ignorant and incompetent.

She will not let anyone know that she has such a brother.

She wished that Zhuang Shen would degenerate even more and make Zhuang Huiye loathe him forever, so that in the future, she could get more of the inheritance that originally belonged to Zhuang Shen.

Study hard, manage interpersonal relationships, and please everyone who is beneficial to her. If she wants to gain a foothold in the upper class circle, she must work hard.

Zhuang Ruoying will always belong to the upper class, and a person like Zhuang Shen will not be able to have the same status as her in the future.

After Zhuang Shen went back to the dormitory, he quietly checked the questions. He originally wanted to wait for the cafeteria to be less crowded before going to eat, but he was a bit tired after playing a game of basketball. He couldn’t support himself while doing the questions, so he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. .

When I woke up again, I was woken up by the singing at the end of the lunch break.

Zhuang Shen could only go to the classroom on an empty stomach.

The first class was a Chinese class. Ma Pingchun walked into the classroom almost stepping on the note of the end of the class bell.

She usually teaches the third experimental class. Everyone in the class has respectful and studious eyes. Almost all of them follow her in class. Ma Pingchun is very comfortable to carry.

But in addition to her own class, she also has to lead Class Ten, which is the bottom class in the school.

Every time he came to class, Ma Pingchun was extremely reluctant, thinking to himself why he was so unlucky to be assigned to this class.

Sure enough, the class bell rang, and there were still many people telling jokes in the class, but no one improved when she came in.

Ma Pingchun put the lesson plan on the table, and said with a thin and mean face, "Open the book and read "Red Cliff Fu" to me three times first!"

The people below were sparsely looking for books in the drawers, whispering to each other.

Ma Pingchun often asked them to read by themselves, and sometimes a class passed most of the time without any content.

Zhuang Shen didn't know if it was because he was hungry. Hearing the uneven sound of reading, he felt drowsy, and lay down on the desk to squat for a while.

At this time, Ma Pingchun smashed the lesson plan again: "Zhuang Shen! Stand up for me!"

Everyone's reading stopped, and they looked to the back one after another, wondering why Ma Pingchun went crazy again.

Zhuang Shen raised his eyes and stood up, his eyes were cold and clear, not afraid of her at all.

Ma Pingchun has also seen many people like him who don't obey discipline. Looking at him, he sneered: "I want to sleep just after class? Think about your previous grades, do you have the capital to sleep?! You look like this, even if you go to the construction site Do you know that no one wants you to move bricks?! When you go out in the future, others will say that you are a cancer of society!"

Ma Pingchun was sneering and sarcastic at the top, and everyone whispered at the bottom.

"Ma Pingchun is sick? If you don't give a good lecture, you will scold people when you come up?"

"The class is so boring, either we are asked to read the text or to correct the wrong questions. Only those who listen carefully to the class are stupid."

"That's right, it's as if you can get a high score after listening to her water class."

Zhuang Shen didn't have much strength, and stood a little casually. When he heard her words, he respected the teacher with the last trace, and didn't refute her in front of everyone.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Ma Pingchun seemed to find it boring to just scold him like this. He turned on the screen, clicked on the test paper he had prepared before, pointed to the classical Chinese and read, "I'll give you a chance to read this question carefully. Let you sit down, if you don't do something right, stand up for me."

That question is based on the original text, find out the incorrect item.

The above article in classical Chinese is quite long, and it looks very complicated at first glance, with many unfamiliar phrases. It takes several minutes to understand the original text and compare the options.

Ma Pingchun is deliberately embarrassing Zhuang Shen.

Although the people below are not familiar with Zhuang Shen and don't like to study very much, they can still judge people accurately. Ma Pingchun looks down on their class very much.

Her attitude in class was extremely perfunctory, and she stood on top with a disgusted expression every time.

He often satirizes them ignorantly and uneducated in a strange way, and they will be the scum of society in the future.

Everyone is now on Zhuang Shen's side, looking hostile towards Ma Pingchun, and the people next to him are even helping Zhuang Shen search for answers.

However, after everyone whispered a few words, Zhuang Shen immediately replied: "Choose B."

It is faster than the classmates who are searching for answers next to them.

Ma Pingchun originally thought that Zhuang Shen would either be kicked out by mistake, or he would be impatient and drag the table away, waiting for Zhuang Shen to go out with confidence.

Unexpectedly, he really got the answer right.

Ma Pingchun glanced down, and saw that the person next to him was holding a mobile phone, and Zhuang Shen looked absent-minded, so he felt that he must have not read the questions.

How could he write such a long article in a few seconds?

It must have been cheating.

Ma Pingchun's face was full of sarcasm, she said coldly: "Why B?"

Zhuang Shen began to feel a little uncomfortable in his stomach, thinking that Ma Pingchun would let him sit down, but when he heard the question, he could only answer: "Because the other three options are not right."

He has done this article before, and basically he will have an impression of the questions that he has done once. He only needs to glance at the beginning, and the translation of that article comes to mind, so he only needs to glance at the options to know the answer.

This answer that sounded perfunctory made Ma Pingchun furious, and she sarcastically said: "No, no, is it useful for you to deal with the teacher like this?! Learning is your own business. You can just read the answer. Why are you so perfunctory?" The meaning is deep!"

The speech below became louder and louder, and they all frowned and looked at Ma Pingchun.

Zhuang Shen stood firmly on the table, his pupils were extremely pale, and he looked at the person on the podium with sharp eyes: "I didn't read the answer, and I didn't perfunctory you."

He really didn't quite know, did Ma Pingchun think that mocking him in public could gain admiration and admiration?

It was the first time he met such a teacher.

When has Ma Pingchun ever been hit back by a student with such cold and tough words, her face was a little blue, she pointed at Zhuang Shen and said sharply: "How dare you contradict the teacher?! You don't have to take my class anymore, you can do it now." Stand up for me!"

Zhuang Shen glanced at her indifferently, his face was pale, he opened the table and wanted to leave.

The back door was pushed open suddenly, and with a bang, it hit the wall and bounced off.

The classroom full of discussions suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked back.

Zhuang Shen also stopped moving.

Through the wide open door, two boys walked in.

Seeing the boy in the lead, Ma Pingchun's originally resentful face instantly subsided, and he even had a bit of uncommon fear: "...Shen Wen?"

She immediately frowned again, and said with the posture of a superior: "Are you late? Go back to your seat quickly."

However, Shen Wen was unmoved, the tall boy stood in the back row, slowly looking at the teacher on the podium, as if some leader was traveling.

Ma Pingchun felt numb from his sizing up, moved his mouth but didn't dare to speak like he did to Zhuang Shen before, and could only barely maintain the teacher's prestige: "What are you doing standing up? Sit back and listen to the class."

Shen Wen curled up the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, usually he was habitually slack and seemed to be quite easy to talk to, but now it made people feel extraordinarily indifferent.

"Mr. Ma, I think that as a teacher, one should have a correct view of right and wrong, right?" Although this question was a discussion question, he said it was uninhibited and unrefutable.

Ma Pingchun didn't know how to answer for a moment, and stood on the podium without speaking.

No one in the classroom dared to speak small words, only Shen Wen's clear and cold voice.

"As you said just now, Zhuang Shen asked him to sit down when he answered the question correctly. If he answered the question correctly, you still asked him to go out and stand as a punishment. This is your fault." Shen Wen glanced at Ma Pingchun from across the classroom, with an expression on his face. Indifference: "Do you think so?"

When Ma Pingchun heard him talking about Zhuang Shen, he became angry again, but the volume was much lower: "He looks at the answer, what is it called a correct answer?"

Shen Wen didn't seem to be impatient, his brows and eyes were full of impatience: "You and Principal Chen have a good talk about this matter."

"Chen, Principal Chen..." Ma Pingchun was stunned suddenly, and then doubted: "...No, how can he have time to come here by himself?"

Although she knew that Shen Wen's family background was prominent, and that he could be as easy as wind and rain in school, the vice-principal was not so easy to hire.

If he could hire the vice principal, how powerful would Shen Wen be?

As soon as Ma Pingchun finished speaking, a slightly fat middle-aged man in a navy blue plaid shirt walked outside the door.

"What's the matter? What's the hurry to call me over?" Principal Chen walked in from the back door, only looking at Shen Wen, and he could see a bit of respect when he looked carefully.

Zhuang Shen stood leaning against the table for a long time, his stomach twitched, his eyes narrowed, his mind was confused, and he was a little distracted.

Ma Pingchun didn't care about anything now, and immediately came down from the podium, preemptively: "Principal Chen, it's like this, I feel sleepy in class when Zhuang Shen comes, and I ask him to answer the questions, but he still looks at the answers to perfunctory me. Admitting his mistake and contradicting me, I just want him to stand outside to sober up."

Someone finally couldn't stand her hypocritical protest: "I was sitting next to him, and he kept looking at the blackboard, but no one handed him the answer, where did he read the answer!"

"That's right! You draw conclusions on your own, and you don't allow others to speak for yourself!"

"Zhuang Shen's tone didn't contradict you at all."

Everyone gathered firewood with high flames, and everyone had long-standing grievances, and Ma Pingchun couldn't speak because of the quarrel between you and me.

Principal Chen didn't expect the students in this class to have such a big opinion on Ma Pingchun. He frowned and said in a low voice, "Mr. Ma, your behavior today is too much. How can you punish students corporal punishment based on subjective assumptions?"

Ma Pingchun was used to enjoying the loving and respectful eyes of the students in Class [-], but when Class [-] protested, he said in a trembling voice, "Anyway... Anyway, his grades are so poor, it's wrong to want to sleep and not study in class!"

Everyone began to discuss again: "The first thing is to let us read the text, it's strange if we don't hypnotize."

"You can be scolded for your poor grades."

"What's wrong with sleeping, anyway, your class is the same as if you didn't."

Ma Pingchun's face was dyed blue layer by layer, as if layers of paint had been applied.

Although everyone said so, she still felt that she was right.

Here, Shen Wen's low voice suddenly skipped over: "He lay down to rest, maybe there is a physical reason, have you ever thought about it?"

Zhuang Shen leaned against the table, the surrounding voices were mixed and messy, falling into his ears and forming a blurred garbled code.

His eyes turned black for a while, and there seemed to be needles in his stomach repeatedly stimulating him, Zhuang Shen wanted to sit down.

However, his legs suddenly lost strength, his whole body went limp, and his body fell to one side uncontrollably.

There was a small wind sound in his ears, and he closed his eyes in the chaos.

The next moment, he fell into a warm embrace with the smell of mint.

The author has something to say: Shen Wen: I fell in love with me deeply: D