Beyond The Outline

The Chinese teacher of class seven was Lao Meng. Meng Guowei brought a stack of homework papers into the class and put the papers on the table: "It's time for class, put away everything that should be collected."

He glanced across the stage, paused in the last row, and found that Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan had really switched places.

Meng Guowei: "The arrangement of this class is like this. Let's finish the ancient poems that were not finished in the last class first, and then I will carefully prepare a few ancient poems for you. If there is time, we will talk about them together... "

Chinese class has always been boring.

Meng Guowei took the class very seriously, racing against time, and only talked about knowledge points.For a poor student like Xu Sheng, who can barely cheer up and listen for a while only when the teacher digresses during the class, taking this kind of class is simply tormenting.

At first, he strained his eyelids to listen to Meng Guowei's "theme" and "artistic techniques", but he couldn't hear anything after that.

Shao Zhanqu tapped on his desktop, knocked him up, and reminded: "Listen to the class and take notes."

Xu Sheng grabbed his hair and finally opened his eyes. Based on the principle that you can't feel better when I am in such a miserable situation, he took his mobile phone out of his trouser pocket and reminded him: "Don't look up at the blackboard. I never look up at the blackboard in class. Look at the blackboard, sleep, play games, choose one of the two.”

"..."

Xu Sheng threw the phone in front of Shao Zhan: "Find one you want to play in the game category."

Although the two of them changed bodies, they did not change their dormitory, mobile phone, and other personal things for the time being.

No one knows when this situation will end. People are very good at subconsciously giving themselves some hope. Both of them feel that this situation should not last for too long.

The mobile phone does not need a password, and Shao Zhan can unlock it directly with his fingerprint.

He unlocked the screen lock of Xu Sheng's phone, and before he could find the game category, he was attracted by a very special phone screen.

It's a street scene sketch.

The whole painting is a street scene, street lights, and storefronts on the corner.In the store with its back to the store door, there are two shop assistants talking to customers, but these are just outlined with a few strokes, and the one with the most ink is a cat sleeping with squinted eyes under the street lamp in the corner.

The cat looks very cute when taking a nap, with its claws drawn and its tail curled up.

The other parts are lightly painted with a pencil to create a feeling of night, with only a circle of light under the street lamp.Then the line extends to the other side, becoming very empty.

This painting is heavily artificial, and it doesn't look like a picture on the Internet.

Moreover, the pixels are not high, and the effect of the mobile phone shooting is not good, and the traces are slightly blurred and gray.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Xu Sheng copied the main idea according to the blackboard, turned his pen and said, "...Don't tell me you haven't played games since you grew up."

After Xu Sheng finished speaking, he felt that there might be such a possibility. He was bored in class, so he suddenly became interested: "How about this, I'll teach you."

Shao Zhan scrolled across the page and clicked into the game category: "Turn your head back."

Xu Sheng shrugged, and turned the pen around again.Meng Guowei was rolling the textbook with one hand and writing on the blackboard: "So what I said just now only has its superficial meaning, but the deep meaning..."

There is nothing else in Xu Sheng's mobile phone, there are a lot of games, from Xiao Xiao Le Dou Landlord to King of Glory, only you can't think of any games he hasn't played.

Shao Zhan was too lazy to choose, so he opened one casually.

Just went online, and the game has not been found yet, a friend whose ID is "Kuang Feng Lang Die" sent a few messages.

Mad Peak Wave Butterfly: Boss, you and the god of learning.You two, at the same table?

Kuang Feng Lang Die: If you are kidnapped, you will blink.

Kuang Feng Lang Die: A few days ago you told me about people like him...

After all, it was someone else's game account, so Shao Zhan wanted to ignore it, but when the words "someone like him" came out, Shao Zhan paused again.

S:?

Xu Sheng's game account name is very simple, just one letter.

After the question mark was sent, it took half a minute before the other party sent a long series of messages.

Kuang Feng Lang Die: Sanctimonious, devoid of conscience, inhumane, is simply a psychopath, let me think about it again, oh, there is another word, inferior to animals.

"Crazy Peak and Wave Butterfly is Zhang Feng," Xu Sheng just remembered that Zhang Feng would come to him in all likelihood as soon as he was online, "He might come to me in class one, anyway, no matter what he says you Reply Oh, that's fine."

As Xu Sheng said, sure enough, from the corner of his eye, he saw the words Kuang Feng Lang Die lined up on the screen: "What did he post?"

Shao Zhan turned the phone screen to face him.

Xu Sheng: "..."

Shao Zhan seemed to sneer, the word sneer is not appropriate because the proportion of cold accounted for 90.00% [-]: "The Chinese test scores so little, and idioms are quite useful."

Xu Sheng froze, turned his head away consciously, and continued to listen to the class.

Zhang Feng sold Xu Sheng without knowing it.

In class one, he watched "Xu Sheng" start a game by himself and didn't lead him to play, feeling very confused.

Zhang Feng actually had respect for Xueshen before. After all, his grades are so good, commonly known as against the sky.

But after Xu Sheng's self-examination and being disciplined everywhere, he was very annoying to Shao Zhan, and he was annoyed when he heard Zhang Feng say the word Xueshen: "Do you want a brother or a Xueshen?"

Zhang Feng slapped his thigh: "Of course it's a brother!"

While Shao Zhan was playing the game, Meng Guowei had already handed out the small scroll.

Xu Sheng spread out the test paper and looked down at the first question.

Xu Shengxin said that the difficulty of playing "Shao Zhan" in the Chinese class was not too high. After all, everyone could understand Chinese characters. Anyway, he just managed to listen to half of the class just now.

A few basic knowledge points are still known.

Xu Sheng began to write the first question confidently.

"Wrong." Shao Zhan said suddenly in the middle of a round.

"Which question is wrong?" Xu Sheng raised his head.

"You should ask which question you got right."

"..."

Xu Sheng didn't know where Shao Zhan came from, and he could watch him solve the problems while playing games: "I didn't get any of these questions right?"

Xu Sheng once again faced the creature of Xueshen.

Shao Zhan probably doesn't play games often, but after the first game, he has almost familiarized himself with basic operations and skills. From the second game, he has the posture of a veteran player. Compared with Zhang Feng, who has been playing for a year and is still a rookie , the contrast is simply tragic.

The most exaggerated thing is - he can really read the questions while playing.

Shao Zhan said a sentence, Xu Sheng wrote a sentence, and the small half of the test paper was quickly finished.

At this time, there are less than 5 minutes left before get out of class ends.

The papers that Meng Guowei handed out in class were basically not accepted, which was equivalent to after-class exercises, so the two of them never thought about waiting for Shao Zhan to finish writing a copy before exchanging test papers.

However, Meng Guowei was probably in a good mood today, and he began to fiddle with the projector on the podium: "It's running out of time, so I will put the correct answers on the blackboard for everyone, and you can just correct them. These questions are not difficult."

Xu Sheng had already completed the tasks for this class, he leaned back, squinted his eyes to look at the curtain on the blackboard, and waited for the get out of class to end.

As a result, Meng Guowei said in the next second, "Shao Zhan, bring your paper up."

When the students in the class heard that it was Xueshen's answer sheet that was going to be projected, they immediately sat up straight, and all of them had the same expression as Gao Zhibo, who was only across the aisle.

"..."

Xu Sheng never thought that Meng Guowei's correct answer meant this.

Shao Zhan couldn't continue playing the game in his hand, so he just pressed exit.

Meng Guowei finished fiddling with the projector and walked off the stage with a smile: "Come on, show it to everyone."

Meng Guowei wanted to take away the test paper that Xu Sheng put on the table.

Take it out, but not take it away.

Xu Sheng pressed the test paper, and he took a peek at the words on his own test paper. The words were wild, scribbled, and full of wildness.In an instant, he even had the heart to swallow the test paper in one breath.

Meng Guowei pulled harder, and the opponent pressed even tighter.

Meng Guowei tried to draw again.

"Teacher," Xu Sheng suddenly slapped the table and said, "Shouldn't you give other students a chance to show themselves?"

Meng Guowei was taken aback by his photograph.

"Standard answers are certainly important, but I think you should focus on the areas where everyone is more likely to make mistakes when doing the questions," Xu Sheng took advantage of Meng Guowei's wavering belief, and finally took the test paper back from Meng Guowei's palm. He continued, "... …Knowing which points the students are losing points and strengthening training is the real help for them.”

Makes sense!

Meng Guowei seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning and fell into deep thinking.

He usually likes to let everyone see Shao Zhan's standard answer, but is the standard answer really that important? !

Xu Sheng chased after the victory: "Gao Zhibo told me before that he has always wanted to show his homework, but he suffered from no chance."

Meng Guowei pondered for a while, then turned around: "Gao Zhibo, Teacher, I didn't expect you to have such a heart."

Meng Guowei stretched out his hand: "Come on, give me your paper."

Gao Zhibo, who has never said this before: "...?"

Shao Zhan's mood every day is to be severely lifted, and then fall back under Xu Sheng's unexpected extreme operations.

Except for some minor accidents in the Chinese class, both Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan had experience in the following classes. Regardless of whether the homework was accepted or not, Shao Zhan would write the questions for him in advance.

In addition, the school has just started now, and the basic content of several cultural courses is basically taught according to the textbooks. It has not yet reached the level of developing and expanding questions, and there are not many opportunities to do questions.Shao Zhan knows everything, and these new knowledge points are so basic that the teacher hardly calls him up to answer questions.

It was not easy to stay until school was over—Xu Sheng had never felt so tired going to school, and he didn't need Shao Zhan to remind him, and he didn't have the desire to run outside the school, and went back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep after dinner in the cafeteria.

There are several unread messages from Zhang Feng on the phone.

The time to send the message is still during the daytime class.

Zhang Feng: Why didn't you take me with you to play games?

Zhang Feng: I invite you and you still reject me? ?

Xu Sheng was lying on the bed, he didn't know how to explain, and was about to reply with a few casual sentences, when someone knocked on the dormitory door twice, it should be Shao Zhan who came to pick up his homework.

Sure enough, Shao Zhan came to pick up his homework. He didn't enter the door, but stood at the door and said, "Give me the homework."

"It's all here," Xu Sheng opened the door, holding the schoolbag on the desk, leaning on the door frame and said, "I don't know which door is which, anyway, all the handouts are stuffed in."

As Xu Sheng said, he noticed that Shao Zhan was still holding a bag of things.

Before he had time to ask what he was taking, Shao Zhan threw the bag directly to him in the next second.

"Start practicing tonight," Shao Zhan said in a "non-negotiable" tone, "Practice twenty pages a day, and I will check tomorrow morning."

Xu Sheng was thrown into a daze by him: "Fuck, what is this?"

He bowed his head after scolding, and through the plastic bag, a line of words hit his eyeballs: Do you want to practice good handwriting in 30 days?Are you still troubled by not getting roll points?

The calligraphy in this copybook is vigorous and powerful, the teaching design is reasonable, and the connotation is professional and the steps of strokes are explained in detail for students to practice step by step.

Xu Sheng looked up two inches.

The title is: "30 Days Quickly - Running Script Copybook".