Ding!Your golden finger has been delivered

"There's a new teacher in Class 1 (Grade [-]), super handsome!"

On Monday morning, the news spread like wind among the students. He Xingzhou walked briskly into the campus, and immediately received many furtive eyes.

We all know that when girls see an ordinary handsome guy, they may go up to say hello, but when they meet a real male god, they will not dare to go up.

Walking around the campus, feeling the strong youthful atmosphere, listening to the students chattering, He Xingzhou was in a good mood, feeling younger.

Walking into the top science class, he stood on the podium, put the book on the podium, and made a "dong" sound, and there was immediately silence below.

"It's a pleasure to meet all of you. I am your substitute teacher. My surname is He. I will be your homeroom teacher for the next semester." With a calm posture, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong arms , "Now, students, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

There were whispers of discussion from below, and the monitor stood up first: "Mr. He, which subject do you teach us?"

"I forgot to tell you, I'm not in charge of the class, I'm only the head teacher."

He didn't intend to actually stand on the podium and eat chalk dust, but referred to the difference between a university lecturer and a tutor, and put himself in the position of a tutor, so that he could get closer to the students and "care" about their lives.

After briefly explaining the responsibilities, the students were obviously very interested in this novel regulation, and the discussion became more heated.

Qi Tianyu's front and back tables were full of girls, and their faces were flushed at this moment, very excited.

"The new head teacher is so handsome! But it looks a bit difficult to mess with. I won't dare to ask for leave casually in the future."

"Provoke, how dare you say provoking?"

"His temperament is so good, I can't breathe just standing on the podium."

Hearing these words, Qi Tianyu was even more disdainful, and said sourly: "Isn't it just that you have a face to look at? You can see that you are not doing well, otherwise why would the school not let him go to class? You girls are too superficial."

Of course, according to the warm man setting he had set for himself, these words of course would not be spoken out loud, but only played around in his heart.

"Hmph, a guy who is beyond gold and jade!"

Seeing the chattering and laughing figure on the stage, he secretly squeezed the beads on his chest.

After class, He Xingzhou returned to the office next door to the class, and a middle-aged male teacher who was somewhat bald immediately gave up his seat to him, and was very enthusiastic towards him: "Little He, once you came here, it relieved my pressure. The adolescent The child is not easy to manage, and I can be regarded as relieved of the burden."

He was the head teacher before class 1 of the second year of high school. He also took the Chinese courses of the two classes. Not a lot.

The reason why he is so enthusiastic about He Xingzhou is not only to relieve the pressure, but also because of his title as a relative of the principal.

Don't say please, at least you can't offend, right?

With He Xingzhou's ability, he quickly handed over the work to the previous head teacher, and with a glance at the roster, he memorized everyone's information by heart.

He was sitting in front of the computer. Outsiders seemed to be working hard, but in fact they had already set their sights on Fang Zhengxin.

Fang Zhengxin was lying on the hospital bed at the moment, with one leg in a plaster cast, was hung high, and was bored to play with throwing apples.

After a while, the doctor came in from the outside, checked his recovery, and frowned.

Fang Zhengxin grew up in an orphanage, and learned to read words and expressions at a very young age. When he saw the doctor's expression, he said anxiously, "Doctor, how is my leg recovering?"

"Where are your parents?" The doctor obviously didn't want to stimulate the patient's emotions.

"I'm the only one in my family." Fangzheng became anxious, "If you have any questions, just talk to the doctor, and I will cooperate with the treatment."

"It's like this. It was too late when your leg was delivered. The follow-up correction is not smooth. You may have obstacles in walking in the future. You have to be mentally prepared. Of course, if you are active in rehabilitation and optimistic, that point Obstacles are not easy to see from the outside."

Fang Zhengxin seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue, and he said in disbelief, "You mean I'll be crippled in the future?"

"It's not that serious, it's not that different from normal people." Seeing his immature face, the doctor secretly thought it was a pity, and comforted him, "My subordinates had similar cases before, and with follow-up treatment and long-term recuperation, they have completely recovered It's also possible."

After hearing this, Fang Zhengxin's eyes lit up instantly, and then quickly went out.

The follow-up treatment, plus long-term recuperation, did not know how much it would cost. The money for his hospitalization was spontaneously donated by his classmates and teachers at school. He had written down the amount and planned to pay it back in the future.

Seeing him like this, the doctor couldn't say anything, so he took care of him and left.

Seeing this, He Xingzhou lightly tapped the table with his fingers and had an idea.

As if feeling something, Fang Zhengxin suddenly trembled, and then, a mechanical voice sounded in his mind:

【Ding!The Xueba training system has been activated, is it bound? 】

"Who, who is talking?" Fang Zhengxin hugged the quilt tightly, thinking it was some supernatural event.

[Ask again, whether to bind or not, after 60 seconds, the self-destruct program will be activated and die together with the host.The countdown starts now: 60, 59...]

"Wait, at least give me some reaction time, can't I bind it?"

No one in modern times has read a few novels. Even Fang Zhengxin has heard a lot of routines about system texts from his deskmate. He is worried that if he disagrees, this inexplicable system will really take him to death. .

[The binding is successful, the Xueba training system is officially launched, and the relevant functions are unlocked, please check it yourself. 】

[Issue daily task: read a book and ask to read it from beginning to end.Task reward: 1000 RMB. 】

Fang Zhengxin was still in a daze, and was immediately hit by a huge surprise. No matter what, a system that can make money is a good system!

It can be regarded as a solution to his urgent need.

He turned his head, looked at the "Chinese" textbook on the table, held it in his hand and read it.

Two hours later—

[Successfully read the "Chinese" textbook in the second volume of the second year of high school published by the People's Education Edition, and get 20 reading points. 】

【Ding!The daily tasks are completed, and the rewards have been issued to the host bank account. 】

At the same time, Fang Zhengxin's phone vibrated, and a money transfer text message had been sent.

These are true!

His hand holding the phone couldn't help trembling, and he quickly browsed the system panel. The interface was very simple, a task panel, a shopping mall, all gone.

The task panel is used to publish the mainline and daily tasks. There are many treasures beyond reality in the mall, similar to Qingxin Dan, Mingmu Pill, etc., which need to be exchanged for reading points.

He took a look and found that the minimum required thousands of reading points, which was far from what he could afford now.

"System, will repeated reading also have reading value?"

[Yes, and the reading value will increase by 50% on the original basis. 】

"Will it increase?" He thought that even if there was, it would be halved.

[Multiple readings mean an increase in familiarity with knowledge. If you want to get the reading value, you must go deep and meet the system requirements. 】

"Understood. After reading the book a hundred times, the meaning will be revealed. I will work hard!"

He picked up the "Chinese" book again, and read it carefully from beginning to end.

Seeing that he has adapted well to the system, He Xingzhou felt relieved.

The luck that should have belonged to the protagonist in the transfer orb has been forcibly returned to Fang Zhengxin by him. With the current level of luck in his body, it can support him to use the system for a long time.

Seeing a faint trace of luck that was too thin to be seen clearly, it was derived from him, and then turned into money and deposited in the bank account, but Fang Zhengxin knew nothing about it.

He Xingzhou showed a smirk: "Study hard is the main theme in the campus novels, enjoy yourself young man."

......

Within a week, He Xingzhou got to know each other well with the students in his class, and Fang Zhengxin's leg injury healed a lot.

These days, he was basically studying hard day and night, and he didn't even eat much. He completed a lot of daily tasks and earned almost ten thousand.

Now his doctor in charge has also been replaced by a provincial expert with rich experience. After touching his bones, he formulated the most suitable and recovery course of treatment for him. The nutritional meals are well proportioned, and with rehabilitation, his The injury recovered quickly, and after the final examination, he could be discharged from the hospital.

After taking the film, the doctor looked at it, nodded and said, "He's recovering well. Follow the instructions in the manual and don't be too tired. A week later, the hospital will have a reexamination. There is still hope that he will recover."

"Thank you doctor."

Because of studying day and night, Fang Zhengxin still has two big dark circles under his eyes, but he is very energetic.

After thanking him, he pushed the wheelchair out of the hospital.

"This young man is really good." The expert couldn't help sighing.

"That's not true." The nurse who came to clean up heard it, and echoed, "I heard that he is still a student in the top class of the No. [-] middle school. He has been reading books for the past few days. If my son is half as serious as him, he doesn't need to be so serious. I'm worried."

Which parent doesn't like hardworking children?The expert is also a person with sons and daughters. Hearing this, he liked this little patient a little more, and picked up the case and began to study it again.

Back at school, Fang Zhengxin's wheelchair immediately attracted the attention of many people, especially Qi Tianyu, who could barely hide the schadenfreude in his eyes.

Seeing him coming, he pretended to run behind his wheelchair, pretending to be concerned: "Old Fang, haven't you recovered yet? Why do you still need to use a wheelchair? If this becomes the root cause of your illness..."

"It's okay." Fangzheng shook his hands heartily, not caring, but instead comforted him, "In fact, I've almost recovered, but the doctor told me to be careful, I was afraid that something might go wrong, so I came here in a wheelchair."

After speaking, he stood up and walked a few steps in place, looking perfectly normal.

"Look, am I alright?"

The concern on Qi Tianyu's face stiffened for a moment, and he said awkwardly: "That's it, that's good, congratulations."

"Thank you for your concern. By the way, I still need this wheelchair after school. Give it to me. I'll talk to the class teacher and see if I can put it in the office temporarily." He remembered that there was a small utility room in the office.