I'm locked with the school grass's pheromone

Sheng Yangchu only stayed in the hospital for one day and was discharged from the hospital. Although the wound on the back of his head looked exaggerated, it was actually not serious, but the bandage could not be removed for the time being.

It's just that until he was discharged from the hospital, no one came to visit him except for the two younger brothers and Yan Xingshen who was the class monitor.

Before he was discharged from the hospital, he clutched the mobile phone he took out of his trouser pocket, looked at the empty call records and text message records, and lowered his eyes.

The little nurse who was about to lead Sheng Yangchu to go through the discharge procedures couldn't help but ask, "Why is no one coming to pick you up?"

At first she didn't like this young man who was hospitalized after a suspected fight. His bangs covered his head and his arms had tattoos. He didn't look like a serious student at first glance, but after a day of getting along, her perception gradually changed. Now she saw the young man hanging down With the long eyelashes trembling slightly, she couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.

Sheng Yangchu raised his eyes and said obediently: "My friend is still in class."

Originally, those two younger brothers would rather skip class and come to pick him up from the hospital, but he stopped them.

Although when the two younger brothers heard him say "don't skip class, go to school well", their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost in daytime.

The little nurse subconsciously asked, "What about your family?"

Sheng Yang was silent at the beginning, and he lowered his eyes again, just when the little nurse thought he was embarrassed by asking some questions that shouldn't be asked——

"All movements must be in line with me!

Come to the left and draw a dragon with me!

Draw a rainbow to your right! "

The deafening Tuhai Divine Comedy suddenly sounded, breaking the tranquility of the ward.

Sheng Yangchu silently took out his phone and looked at the screen - "Sheng Qingtian".

He paused, then connected the phone, a deep middle-aged man's voice rang out, his tone full of displeasure.

"I heard you were hospitalized? Got into a fight again? Was it because of Yan Xingchen again?"

Sheng Yangchu was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I'm leaving the hospital today."

"Why are you always fighting for Yan Xingchen? You know that kid doesn't like you! Why are you so stalking? It's so ugly to say it! You are still an Omega!" Sheng Qingtian on the other end of the phone said to himself After calling, I said impatiently, "Since you have been discharged from the hospital, I won't go to see you. The company is very busy recently... the placement test is about to come, this time I will never spend money on you again! In the past two years, how much money have I spent on you to keep your place in class one, but you didn't study hard and fought every day! This time the placement test is up to you!"

Soon, Sheng Qingtian hung up the phone.

Sheng Yangchu lowered his eyes and put away his phone.

The little nurse vaguely heard some words, she glanced at Sheng Yangchu sympathetically, and sighed: "I'll take you to go through the discharge procedures."

Sheng Yangchu smiled, revealing two dimples: "Thank you, sister."

The little nurse was immediately sweetened, but she was a little puzzled in her heart. Although this boy was dressed a little rebelliously, his appearance and nature were obviously very well-behaved. How could he not be likable?

When Sheng Yangchu left the hospital, there was still a period of time before school ended in the morning. He lived in No. [-] Middle School, but now that the dormitory is not open, he can't go back, so he simply went back to Class No. [-], Senior Two.

This is the first time he has stepped into Class [-] of the second year of high school with his own body instead of the spirit behind him.

At this time, I happened to be in the Chinese class of Wang Yuanming, the head teacher at work. Sheng Yangchu liked Wang Yuanming's class when he was still behind the scenes. Knowing that this teacher Wang didn't like late students sneaking into the classroom through the back door, he went through the front door openly. in.

Sheng Yangchu first reached out and knocked on the open door, and then shouted in a clear and calm voice: "Report!"

Wang Yuanming, who was explaining passionately to the text on the PPT, was taken aback when he heard a certain voice. Did he have an auditory hallucination?How did he seem to hear the voice of someone who shouldn't and couldn't be here at all?

He turned around to look, and was stunned again. A guy who usually skipped classes and fought so much that his hairline was a few centimeters higher was standing at the door looking at him innocently. Face, he was almost going to have high blood pressure again, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses and angrily said: "You only came to class now? Why don't you just come back after school!"

Suddenly there was a burst of low laughter and snickering in the classroom, and some students whispered to each other.

"Sheng Yangchu actually came to class today..."

"Could it be that you can't wait to get revenge on Brother Yun?"

"Should it be said that he is overestimated or overestimated?"

There were only a few people in the whole classroom who were as calm as mountains, one of them was Yan Xingchen who was sitting in the first row. Yang Chu took a look.

There is another one sitting at the same table on the right of Yan Xingchen. He has a very handsome appearance, exquisite and beautiful facial features, and is very elegant and decent in his gestures. He is a typical Omega at first glance, and he is a well-educated Omega. Others He neither participated nor seemed interested when people whispered.

The last one was Gu Chuanyun, who was sitting in the second-to-last row. He had been sleeping on the table, and the students around him glanced at him from time to time, but no one dared to wake him up.

Sheng Yangchu did not avoid Wang Yuanming's questioning gaze, and looked at him openly: "Report to the teacher, I have just completed the discharge procedures."

It was only then that Wang Yuanming remembered that Sheng Yangchu was injured and hospitalized yesterday, and suddenly he had a headache again. His face darkened: "Come to my office after class, and go back to your seat now! Don't waste the time of other students!"

Sheng Yangchu nodded obediently: "Okay, teacher."

Wang Yuanming had never seen such a well-behaved Sheng Yangchu, he choked suddenly, his expression was a little weird, so smooth?It went so smoothly?This guy didn't insist on confronting him like usual?

Sheng Yangchu: "Report to the teacher..."

"What else is there?" Wang Yuanming frowned, thinking that Sheng Yangchu was going to make trouble again, but he still came when his heart came, and he knew that this kid had no good intentions...

Sheng Yangchu said calmly: "Teacher, there is a typo in your courseware."

Wang Yuanming was almost choked to death by his own saliva: "What?!"

It's not that he doesn't allow students to question his authority as a teacher. Usually, if students point out his teaching mistakes, he will happily accept corrections. After all, people are not sages, who can do nothing?But the question is what kind of student is Sheng Yangchu?A student who always takes the bottom one in the grade comes to point out his courseware mistakes? !

The students under the podium were also shocked. They looked at each other and saw the expression "Am I hallucinating?" on each other's faces.

Faced with Wang Yuanming's obvious doubts, Sheng Yangchu was neither angry nor annoyed. He walked to the PPT in a leisurely manner, reached out and clicked on the word at the bottom of the PPT: "Teacher, hold your breath in front of the Lijing well, The bird that sits and sighs with the palm of your hand is beaten into an eagle."

Wang Yuanming took a closer look, and it was just as Sheng Yangchu said, he was stunned.

According to the teaching requirements of No. [-] Middle School, all the courseware PPTs need to be made by the teacher himself, and the courseware cannot be downloaded directly from the Internet or used by others. Moreover, the courseware content needs to be changed every year, and it cannot be repeated from previous years. He did it last night. Staying up late to catch up on the courseware, I guess I made a typo because of my old eyesight...

He has just switched to this page of PPT not long ago, and he hasn't talked about the content below. At first glance, the two words are indeed similar, so he hasn't found it, but even the other students who have been staring at the PPT and listening to the lecture are all confused. Didn't notice... Sheng Yangchu had only been in the classroom for less than 5 minutes, how did this guy find out? !

Wang Yuanming's expression changed slightly: "Have you memorized the text?"

Sheng Yangchu nodded: "Didn't the teacher ask you to recite it? Before the National Day."

Wang Yuanming's expression suddenly became more complicated. Before the National Day, he did ask these youngsters to go back to recite "The Road to Shu", but he didn't expect them to memorize the text before the official class, let alone Sheng Yangchu. The thorn in the head!

The students under the podium looked at each other with different expressions. Yan Xingshen, who had been looking down at the textbook, finally raised his head and took a look at Sheng Yangchu.

Wang Yuanming didn't know what to say for a while, and subconsciously blurted out: "Look behind your back!"

Sheng Yangchu nodded, and stood on the podium and calmly recited "The Difficult Road to Shu". His voice was clear and clear like a teenager's. When he listened carefully, it was quite nice.

When Sheng Yangchu finished memorizing, the classroom was silent. Although everyone was a good student, but on such a rare holiday as National Day, few people would really go to recite the text.

Wang Yuanming's expression changed again and again, and finally he sighed and nodded: "You recited well! It's true that I made a typo, so I'll revise the courseware right now, thanks to Sheng Yangchu's sharp eyes! Go back to your seat!"

Sheng Yangchu nodded, said nothing, and turned back to his seat under all kinds of gazes with different expressions.

His seat is in the last row, and it has been the last row since the first year of high school. After all, his seats in the first class and even the seats in the first middle school were bought with money, so it is naturally not his turn to choose the seat.

But this has no effect on him and the book traveler. The book traveler often doesn't come to class, and falls asleep when he comes to class, and when he is the spirit behind him, he can sit wherever he wants, even if he sits on the podium and listens to the class. No one will chase him away, after all, no one can see him.

But now that he has a body, Sheng Yangchu is in trouble, because the person sitting in front of him is none other than Gu Chuanyun who "slipped his hand" yesterday and let him open the scoop.

He silently looked at the teenager sleeping on the table in front of him, and couldn't help but think about how Gu Chuanyun would give up his position as the school bully so as not to be beaten when Gu Chuanyun came to find fault.

The students sitting next to them gasped in unison, and silently moved the table to the side, for fear that the two of them would fight and hurt Chi Yu.

Not long after, the get out of class bell rang.

Sheng Yangchu stood up, ready to go to Wang Yuanming's office, but when he walked to Gu Chuanyun's position, a long leg suddenly appeared in front of him, lying across the aisle.

The teenager who was sleeping on the table sat up and stretched lazily: "Go to Lao Wang's office? Let's go together."

He put away the long legs that were lying in front of Sheng Yangchu, and stood up unhurriedly, the aura brought by his height instantly suppressed Sheng Yangchu.