In the days when I was forced to make up lessons by the school

After the quarrel, Guo Zihao thought about it and realized that Yu Li didn't know, but it spread to the ears of a class of students, and they seemed to think that the top student in the class had some abnormal brain circuit, and most of the people who had been around him to talk about the problem were gone. On the contrary, Yu Li's surroundings became more and more lively.

The students in class five wanted to occupy all his time, how could they bear the good students who looked down on them at all to seize the already scarce resources, so a strange scene appeared in the classroom.

Once you see a class of students hanging out at the door, close the door immediately, and don't open it even if they are knocked to death outside.

Although this method is simple and crude, it is very practical.

No matter how angry those good students are, they can only stare and grin at them through the window, and make a few funny faces here, anyway, the teacher doesn't care, no matter how good your grades are, you have to hold back when you come to our territory!

Yu Li acquiesced in their actions, and was still patient with the students who came to ask for advice. After all...

Being able to pull one is one.

Soon the leaders of the Education Bureau came, but to the surprise of the teachers, they asked to inspect the first grade, not the ace class of the third grade.

The original plan was temporarily changed, and almost all the teachers went to attend the open class, which caused a problem.

The senior three teaching building is separate from the senior one and senior two, and the emperor is far away from the mountains.No matter how fierce the remaining two teachers on duty were, they couldn't manage nine classes at the same time.

Basically, as soon as they walk on the front foot, they start to make noise on the back foot. Even the good students are no exception. Even if they are studying the questions seriously at the beginning, as long as one person starts to talk about small things, they will soon become one. Then the sound got louder and louder until it got completely out of control.

Not to mention classes like Yu Li's and the others. The teacher is not afraid of the monster kings in the class who compete one by one, let alone no one cares about them now.

As a result, there was an endless stream of quarreling, making jokes, and talking nonsense. Within 5 minutes of the teacher leaving, the whole classroom became lively, and the decibels were getting higher and higher.

"Don't make noise! ​​Be quiet, students!" The class monitor was the little boy sitting in front of Yu Li and the others. His name was Zhang Yuan. He wanted to manage it, but no one listened to him.

After all, when the squad leader was elected, he was unanimously voted for only because he was soft-tempered and easy to handle.

What's more, there are still a few thorns in the class who are only a little short of metaphorical etiquette, and they are not afraid of him at all.

"Go to self-study! Be quiet!" Zhang Yuan shouted at the top of his voice, but his voice was louder, and the noisy movements of those people were even louder, just like a singing competition, one higher than the other.

And other classes outside the classroom also heard similar noises one after another, occasionally mixed with the teacher's roar, but there are too many classes, and it would take a lot of time to shout one by one, so they became more confident.

Yu Li got a headache from the noise, so he grabbed what was at hand and threw it out, just hitting the blackboard, making a loud "bang".

It was quiet for a moment.

Everyone froze for at least three seconds as if the pause button had been pressed, and then secretly turned to look at Yu Li, not knowing what to do for a while.

"What's the noise? Think it's a vegetable market?" Yu Li picked out his ear and tapped his pen tip on the table. "It seems that I have finished my homework at home and don't need to study by myself. That's just right."

"English No.12 unit words, each four times, "Chibi Fu" and "Pipa Xing" each twice, if you can't finish copying, you don't need to go back."

The entire classroom was silent, and everyone was stunned, as if they hadn't reacted yet.

"Why should we listen to you? You copy what you say?!" A boy took the lead in protesting. He hated these copied things the most. He usually doesn't know how to write the homework assigned by the teacher. What is this Yuli?

Yu Li leaned back on the seat, with one leg carelessly crossed over the other, looking carefree.

He slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at the boy.

Then he took back the fountain pen he had been playing with in his hand and held it with both hands.

With a crisp sound of "click", it was easily broken into two pieces.

"Not convinced? It's okay, I'm very open-minded," Yu Li threw the discarded remains of the fountain pen on the table, stood up slowly, raised his hands and began to roll up his sleeves, revealing a fair and beautiful forearm .

"There's no teacher anyway, let's go to the toilet to chat?" He chuckled.

The boy trembled, sat back in an instant, picked up the paper and pen and began to pretend to copy, never daring to look at him again.

Chatting, just going out to practice, just speaking more civilized, even if it hurts, it can only smash teeth and swallow it, they are just "chatting".

Who is Yu Li?

His previous "brilliant deeds" of one-on-one seven-on-eight are still widely circulated in the school forums. Who is really so full of food to use his mortal body to practice for him?

Not a masochist.

The boss spoke, and the classroom naturally fell silent, only the sound of rummaging through the pen case and papers could be heard for a while.

But most people are just pretending, not thinking about copying.

They all thought that Yu Li was just upset because he was quarreled, and that he was not allowed to go home if he couldn't finish copying anything, just to scare him.

At most, I can spend this class quietly.

But even during this period of silence, it is quite rare.

Zhang Yuan looked around and heaved a sigh of relief, then ran to the podium and picked up the things Yu Li threw out for him.

It was a pencil case, but fortunately it was zippered, so it didn't fall all over the floor.

Yu Li smiled at him and said nothing.

The two teachers on duty scolded all the way, and when they entered the classroom, they still opened their mouths to curse, but they held back.

He also deliberately went back to check the class number, and it was indeed the class of poor students. Looking at the neat and quiet classroom, he didn't catch his breath, and was a little stunned.

"Yes, the discipline is very good, keep it up." After saying this, he went to the next class in a daze.

When the teacher left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Some of them didn't hold back, looked around, and were about to exchange something when they heard Yu Li cough lightly.

It was neither serious nor serious, they just heard it clearly, and immediately became honest.

The teacher is gone, but the big devil is still sitting behind.

At 05:30, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and there was continuous noise in the corridor. It seemed that other classes were dismissed.

Without the teacher watching, naturally there would be no problems such as procrastination. It was a rare early release, and everyone was very excited and flocked out.

The high and low voices, as well as the howling of some excited children, instantly dispersed everyone's minds.

They took a sneak peek at Yu Li, and seeing that he didn't respond, they became more courageous and began to pack their schoolbags one after another. This process was very short, within 2 minutes, many people were ready to leave.

But no one dared to be that early bird.

In the end, the boys who choked on Yu Li at the beginning were the most courageous. Anyway, they all did it when he asked them to be quiet for a class.

So he threw the bag over his shoulder and walked towards the door carelessly.

Before his hand touched the doorknob, he let out a scream, covered his head and turned around, glaring at Yu Li.

"Are you sick!"

"Did you finish copying?" Yu Li played with the remaining half of the fountain pen, "I remember I said that if you don't finish copying, you don't need to go back. After copying, come to me to hand in your homework. By the way, I wish you a good time lovely night."

"What if I don't copy? You're not a teacher, why should I hand in your homework?" The boy said in a rough voice, and he was a little annoyed by Yu Li's humiliation several times.

Before Yu Li came, he was also a real bully who never dared to provoke him.

"If you don't copy it, you can't leave," Yu Li shrugged. "Of course, I can't stop all of you from rushing out together. But as a person, I only have one advantage, and that is my good memory."

Yu Li's cold eyes swept over everyone present one by one, "I remember exactly who handed over and who ran away. I can't do anything with you in a day or two, but it doesn't matter, we are all in the same class, and we will have a long time in Japan. There is plenty of time."

"I just block one or two every day until you hand in this copy to me. Of course, children who break the rules should be punished, otherwise for those good children who hand in their homework on time, wouldn't it be It's unfair? Four times today, eight times tomorrow, and I will calculate it slowly later, anyway, I am not in a hurry."

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Yu Li pursed his lips and smiled at them, "Don't think I'm scaremongering, and don't even think about suing the teacher. After all, I think it's more likely that the teachers will support me. As for How can I block it..."

He propped his forehead with his fingers in distress, "I suggest you don't know better, after all... I'm a hooligan..."

"Hiss..." Someone in the classroom made a gasping sound, the boy froze in place, half of his foot had already stepped out, and the remaining half couldn't move.

Yu Li usually doesn't seem that difficult to get close to, and he's pretty easy to talk to, but when it comes to doing this, it's true.

He can really spend such a long time with them!

Thinking about the doubled amount of homework tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, everyone shuddered and began to write quickly. The boy cursed softly, shaved his hair, and sat back obediently.

Looking at the children pretending to be obedient, Yu Li's lips curled up slightly, and he said softly, "Don't worry, write carefully. I'm a boarding student, and I have plenty of time. Let's spend it slowly. The ugly words are perfunctory, so don't blame me for not Remind you."

The tone was extremely gentle, but the words that came out made people shudder, like the whisper of a devil, causing people to despair.

"Grass!"

"what……"

There were wailing sounds one after another, and they fell silent within two seconds.

Those who had already finished writing carefully during class, such as class monitors, were released after handing in the transcription.

Seeing that all the classmates left, those who hadn’t finished or even started complained endlessly, writing hard, but no one really dared to use those words of dog gnawing and chicken crawling to perfunctory metaphors, even the boys’ words The strokes are corrected a lot.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock that the boy finally handed in his homework awkwardly.

He hates copying, also because he writes slowly, and if he writes too fast, he will become crazy.

I'm afraid I haven't done it since elementary school with such serious writing stroke by stroke.

"Well, it's good. You've worked hard. Let's go back early." Yu Li looked carefully, his expression was as usual, and he didn't embarrass him at all because of his two resistances.

"I have made great progress, and I hope to keep it. Be careful on the road." Just as he was about to walk out of the classroom, he heard Yu Li's advice again.

The boy snorted softly and didn't answer, but miraculously, the anger of being suppressed, "bullied" and humiliated dissipated a lot in an instant.

This guy……

Also... not so annoying!

Early the next morning, Li Guiying happily entered the class, while Yu Li was still sleeping on the table.

"The students in the evening class performed very well yesterday. The principal praised our class by name in the morning. I didn't expect our students' self-discipline to improve so much. It's very good!"

A few little girls couldn't hold back their laughter, and the rest secretly glanced at Yu Li, laughing wickedly, and a little bit embarrassed.

"Okay, I hope everyone will keep it up. Now please close your textbooks, take out your dictation books, and silently read "Pipa Xing"." Li Guiying continued.

Everyone: Damn...

Li Guiying looked at the stupefied crowd below, thinking that they were unprepared, so her tone became a little more serious, and she said earnestly, "These articles, as well as "Red Cliff Fu", are all compulsory exam questions. I have already said that , dictation is the easiest to score, and it should be scored the most. With these few points, you can squeeze out thousands of people, just memorize a poem, shouldn't you pay more attention?..."

She rambled on for a while, and the students below had already started to write silently, and they felt a little grateful.

Memorizing and copying, the effect is different after all, not to mention copying word by word just yesterday.

So Li Guiying received the dictation with the lowest error rate since she took over the class.

There are even nearly ten people who are all right!

This was unimaginable before.

She was in a better mood, praised everyone without hesitation, until they were ashamed, and just finished class.

The second period is Xu Li's class. She is not the head teacher and doesn't care about the discipline, but it is rare to hear someone praise the discipline of her class. She is always happy and rarely smiles.

After finishing the chores, I returned to the main topic and wrote silently again. I spoke Chinese and English silently, nearly fifty words, and before I was half silent, everyone felt something was wrong.

Isn't this the twelve unit words that I just copied yesterday?

What kind of immortal scholar Yu Li is, who can predict whether he will be a prophet?

So because of a certain "prophet"'s release, Xu Li also received a dictation of words with the highest passing rate in history. There were even nearly 15 people who made mistakes within three, and nearly 20 people who made mistakes within five.

Even boys who have always disliked English and hated memorizing words have significantly improved their accuracy.

The teacher is in a better mood, and the voice of the lectures is more pleasant to the ear, and the eyes that look at them are a little bit relieved, full of kindness.

Poor grades belong to poor grades. As long as you still want to learn and are willing to learn, you will still have a chance.

Moreover, if there are fewer mistakes in dictation, it will not waste time to correct, and there is even spare time to do the questions, and the homework will be reduced by half in an instant.

This gave the high school seniors who had been "excessively overdrawn" in the past finally had a chance to take a breather.

So everyone in Class [-] who had experienced the "good student treatment" all morning couldn't sit still, took advantage of Yu Li and Jiang Chen going to the cafeteria for dinner, and got together to discuss how to thank him.

When Yu Li returned to the classroom, his desk was already full of snacks.

Potato chips, biscuits, jelly, popping candies...

It piled up into a hill, which was quite spectacular.

Yu Li frowned subconsciously. He thought it was the masterpiece of another admirer. Before he could refuse, Zhang Yuan came over and stared at him with bright eyes, "This is the wish of our whole class. Thank you for pulling us together. On track!"

"On track?" Yu Li raised his eyebrows, not understanding what they meant.

"Yeah, if it weren't for your predictive ability, we wouldn't have passed dictation so smoothly. Facts have proved that careful copying and reciting are the most effective, and the class discipline has also been approved by the teacher under your management. ,thank you very much!"

Yu Li: ...

Unexpected prophet?

Don't these guys remember their homework?

Last week, the teacher made it clear that he would be silent on "Red Cliff Fu" and "Pipa Xing" this week. Xu Li specially emphasized the memorization of the twelve unit words. Isn't that the meaning of the exam?

Looking at those sparkling eyes, Yu Li shook his head and chuckled.

Sometimes, these little kids are quite cute!

In the face of their "wish", he did not refuse, he accepted it generously, and then called all the students to share it together.

Not one fell.

From this moment on, Yu Li has truly become the boss of Class [-]. He never dares anyone to go west when he talks east, whether it is self-study or handing in homework, no one dares to be perfunctory anymore.

Since I also have the potential to learn well, why not fight with Xueba, maybe?

What's more, Yu Li is an out-and-out leader, and he is completely convinced by him, and there is no shame in it.

When Yu Li talked about this with Qi Zhan at night, he couldn't help but smile.

Who would have thought that he would become a "magic stick" for no reason?

"It's pretty good, but you have to pay close attention to your own studies. Don't lose the big because of small things." Qi Zhan was a little worried when he heard that his classmates almost occupied all his time.

"Ann, isn't there still you here?" Yu Li buried his head in his arms and turned his head to look at him, "I teach them and you teach me. My teacher is much better than their teacher."

"You!" Qi Zhan was successfully amused by his word play.

"Take it easy recently, the final exam is coming soon." Qi Zhan said softly, "After the exam, I will take you out to play, and work harder during this time."

"That's right, you have to make it up to me after the exam." Yu Li giggled, and stretched out a finger to stroke the more handsome face on the screen.

Even though we meet every week, we are still not satisfied.

Maybe people who fall in love are like this, wishing they could keep them in their pockets all the time, but neither of them is the one who can really make a fool of himself.

We can only agree together, wait for each other, and become a better person.

"Kid..." Yu Li said softly.

"Huh?" Qi Zhan stared at him.

"You must wait for me." Yu Li muttered, "I only have half a year left, soon."

But please, don't be seduced by other goblins.

Qi Zhan chuckled, and tapped his forehead through the screen, "What are you thinking?"

Obviously he should have a sense of crisis, right?

Compared with his cold-faced iceberg, it is obvious that Yu Li's cold-faced, warm-hearted and loyal type will be more popular. Hearing that he is surrounded by more and more people in school every day, while being happy for him, Why not worry?

It's not that I feel bad about myself.

It's just that when you like someone to the extreme, you will have a natural worry, always afraid that if you don't take care of him, such a good person will belong to someone else.

It turned out that they were all the same in this small entanglement of concern and anxiety.

"We'll be on vacation early." Qi Zhan smiled at him, "It's just a matter of time to come back and prepare for the exam with you."

Yu Li, who was successfully shunned, took a good night's sleep with his mobile phone in hand after hearing these words.

Near the end of the term, a group of people who are usually as skinny as monkeys have become obedient and study hard. Yu Li has taken care of all those who provoked troubles, and the atmosphere in the class has never been higher.

Almost all the homework was done during the break, and the rest of the dormitory students were gathered together for self-study in the evening.

Yu Li started a game out of boredom, moving his fingers nimbly.

Song Ziyu leaned over curiously, and found that he was actually having fun.

"Brother Yu, why do you like playing this game?" Song Ziyu asked a little funny. In his heart, Yu Li is naturally like a big brother. Don't boys of this age like to play King of Glory or eat chicken?

Why is he so...cute?

"It's good to be intellectually refreshed." Yu Licai didn't care about the smile in his words, he played a few games on his own, and lost all of them. He quit when he ran out of energy and collected energy from his friends.

Song Ziyu watched it for a while, and was a little surprised, "Brother Yu, do you log into WeChat? You have too few friends, right? Why don't you add a few more, so that you can get more energy bottles from friends every day."

As he spoke, he turned on his phone, ready to add Yuli to WeChat.

"No." Yu Li backed away a little, and refused decisively, ignoring Song Ziyu's dazed expression, and muttered in a low voice, "If it wasn't for collecting his energy, why would I play this stupid game?"

Song Ziyu: ...

Can your disgusted expression be less obvious?

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the whole classroom suddenly went dark, and the reflection in Yu Li's hand became very conspicuous.

He pressed the power off button very quickly, but it still didn't work. The teacher who checked the class turned on the light again and walked directly to him, "Hmph, let me catch it? Hand it in yourself or I will search it?"

The teacher's name is Wu Zheng, the head of the physics department. He especially likes Yu Li, and even more likes to tease him.

Yu Li reluctantly handed over his phone, and the man with empty hands couldn't sit still anymore, and followed him like a tail, "Mr. Wu! Good teacher! Brother Zheng!"

He ran up to the person, clasped his hands together and said pitifully, "Please, please forgive me this time! This mobile phone is very important to me. I promise, I will pay attention to every physics class!"

"Want it? Yes!" Wu Zheng shook his phone with a smile, "The day after tomorrow is the physics exam, which is uniform for the whole grade. If you pass the exam, you will be refunded."

Yu Li heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that this person was teasing him.

After all, this condition is not a condition at all.

But even so, he still did every question seriously, and could not tolerate the possibility of sloppy and failure.

After all, that phone...

It is equivalent to his life!

The author has something to say: Brother Yu, the society, you don't talk too much.

What?Receive your cell phone?No, no, absolutely not!

Money can be given to you, but mobile phones are absolutely not allowed!

Stealing my mobile phone is tantamount to killing me!