Forced to call scumbags brothers and sisters [Transmigration Book]

Xie Yao thought about it at night, and decided to take one step at a time and subtly influence Yan Zhou's learning attitude.But as he expected, Yan Zhou definitely didn't bring homework back this weekend to write.

After Xie Yao typed "Did you study tonight?", he felt that he was asking in vain, so he deleted it again, and decided to start with his acquaintance with Yan Zhou.

Xie Yao: hello~

Xie Yao: Have you returned Lao Yang's call?

Not long after, Yan Zhou: Yes.

What can I say next...

Xie Yao lay on the balcony window, clutching his mobile phone and fell silent. It was the first time that he found it so difficult to chat online. He couldn't help but look up at the dark night sky in summer, and a sentence came to his mind.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight", it is very suitable for you to study...

If you send it out like this, you will be beaten, forget it.

On Monday the next day, fortunately, Gu Jiayang reminded Xie Yao not to forget to bring a self-criticism on the way, and Xie Yao successfully turned into No. 1 of the self-criticism on the bus.

He casually tore up a piece of homework paper, put it on the back of the chair and started to make an outline, causing the uncles and aunts around him to look at him with strange eyes, pointing at his children:

"Look how many times I've told you, you have to finish your homework early, and don't do it until your ass hits the door. Otherwise, it's like that brother who made up his homework on the bus on Monday morning. Look at how much it hurts your eyes... "

Xie Yao, with 1.2 vision, shook his hand, and drew an extra slash on the piece of shit in his pen.

When he arrived at the school gate, a group of students were rushing in, and he was not late at all.

There was still plenty of time, Xie Yao climbed the stairs unhurriedly, only feeling a gust of wind slipping by, a person rushed up from behind and bumped into Xie Yao's shoulder.

Xie Yao looked up and saw a familiar face. Guo Jiang turned around and gave Xie Yao a middle finger. There was a classmate beside him whom Xie Yao had never met.

After Guo Jiang compared his middle fingers, he took two steps and one step with the person next to him and continued to climb the stairs quickly.

Xie Yao: "Hey, wait!"

Guo Jiang's figure froze, thinking that Xie Yao was going to say something, or that he had found his conscience to apologize for what happened in the cafeteria before.

Standing on the steps on the third floor, Xie Yao raised his head, pointed at Guo Jiang who had just climbed halfway to the fourth floor, and gave his middle finger seriously.

"Reciprocity, don't be polite."

Guo Jiang's face darkened.

The classroom is usually very lively on Monday morning, and I saw Gu Jiayang and the others squeezed on Xie Yao's desk, shouting about something.

Zhao Jin: "Hey, the monitor is here, show us the math homework!"

"There is a question that I couldn't find the answer on the Internet, and the results of the several of us who wrote it were different."

"Oh." Xie Yao put down his schoolbag and found out the math homework, "Who of you has a list of weekend homework, I will also check to see if I missed anything."

Girls are generally more careful, so Li Xue immediately handed over a post-it note with beautiful fonts.

Gu Jiayang just heard "Oh", "We are different, we are different."

Zhao Jin: "Then I'll change the answer to the class monitor. Compared with my own, I believe in the brain of the first grader."

"I still don't change it. If I'm wrong, I can't understand the answer of the monitor." Gu Jiayang shook his head, "I don't think my mother is ugly, and I don't dislike my answer. from."

Li Xue couldn't help showing a "you're really hypocritical" expression.

"Hey monitor, that..."

Xie Yao felt his back being gently tapped, and turned around to find that it was a girl in the back seat who looked weak and not too tall.

"what happened?"

"That's right, it's the last question on the previous physics test paper. I didn't understand it. Could you explain it to me, monitor?" Xu Wen's voice was thin, like a gust of wind.

"Okay, I'll hand in my homework later." Xie Yao hadn't noticed the female classmate in the back seat before.

The morning reading on Monday morning was Li Shengnan's. Zhao Jin didn't send homework to the English office. He usually sorted it out and put it on the podium, waiting for Li Shengnan to correct it and then send it out.

Li Shengnan walked in 10 minutes before the start of the morning reading, and Xie Yao looked back in the direction of Yan Zhou because of the experience of being punished last time.

It seems that Yan Zhou is obsessed with English morning reading.

"Xie Yao, bring up what you copied last week." Li Shengnan said angrily when he saw that Xie Yao was looking around and didn't seem to have awakened from his early reading.

"There are others including those who collect homework. They all sit back in their seats and collect them after class."

She didn't know where to get half of the water pipe, tapped on the table, and warned: "Read carefully in the morning, and write the words of the fourth unit silently in the afternoon."

Several group leaders who collected homework and even the class representatives had to go back to their seats with bitter faces. If the homework was not collected before the morning reading, it meant that they had to take up the break time to deliver the homework.

Xie Yao took a few pieces of paper and walked to the podium, feeling a little envious of Yan Zhou who skipped class.

He hadn't been criticized by the teacher much, so he couldn't help showing a bit of toothache.

When Yan Zhou entered the classroom through the window, Xie Yao was being scolded, and the students below all kept their heads down. Their heads were buried deep in the standing books like ostriches, for fear of being affected by the firepower.

"Look at your ghost words! What a flying look. Do you have a serious attitude towards learning? You are still the class monitor, and the class monitor is just like that? It doesn't play a role model at all."

"Just these few pieces of paper to fool me? I'll let you copy it ten times, and you count how many times you did it!"

Xie Yao was confused for a moment: "Four times..."

Li Shengnan knocked the corner of the table so hard with a water hose that Xie Yao could almost see a piece of paint being knocked off.

"I asked you to copy it ten times! You just copy it four times"

Xie Yao was even more confused: "Then why don't I copy it four times and copy it several times?"

No one dared to sleep in Li Shengnan's class, and Yan Zhou's deskmate pretended to be reading a book in the morning, with his head hunched behind the book and listening to Li Yanan's swearing.

Li Shengnan said angrily: "Ten times, have you copied it?"

Xie Yao said firmly: "Four times, I copied it!"

Finally, some students heard the problem.

Under the silence of Yan Zhou's tablemate, he vaguely heard Yan Zhou laughing shortly. Since he had never seen Yan Zhou laughing before, he was not sure for a while.

A group of young students suffocated, their upper body trembling, especially those in the class taught by Li Shengnan, the first year of senior high school, endured it very hard.

Xie Yao suddenly realized, and asked tentatively: "Teacher, is it ten times or four times?"

Li Shengnan had nothing to say to him, his face flushed red: "Get out! Go outside and stand for punishment."

Xie Yao sighed silently in his heart. Since he traveled here, his bottom line as a top student has been broken again and again. Sure enough, it is very necessary to wake up every day and ask himself, "Is your mental quality stronger today?"

No, it might have to be changed to, is Xie Yao thicker today?

Feeling that his skin had thickened, Xie Yao walked out of the classroom peacefully with his hands down, and stood quietly at the door, bathed in the sunlight at [-] o'clock in the morning.

"Hey, Xie Yao? Why are you standing outside?" Hou Junjie passed by with a pile of homework, and gave him a suspicious look.

Maybe it was because Xie Yao stood up with a relaxed and comfortable look, Hou Junjie asked uncertainly: "Are you...helping the head teacher to watch the morning reading class?"

Xie Yao: "..."

He smiled vaguely at Hou Junjie, feeling that he couldn't explain clearly for a while, saying that he was punishing Hou Junjie and probably wouldn't believe it.

Because Xie Yao was standing too bored, his eyes fell on Yan Zhou accidentally.

After Li Shengnan scolded, there was a mixed sound of reading obediently in the classroom. Some people recited words, some memorized texts, and some people were as flustered as Gu Jiayang was busy making cheat sheets for the afternoon's dictation.

Yan Zhou wore his hat today, and it was extremely rare that he didn't fall asleep immediately after he came. Instead, he lowered his head slightly, with one hand hanging down, as if he was playing with his mobile phone.

Taking out his phone, Xie Yao sent a WeChat message to Yan Zhou: Li Shengnan is looking at you, so restrain yourself.

Yan Zhou slightly raised the brim of his hat to look out the window, and casually replied a few words to Xie Yao.

"Four times?"

"Even I know it's impossible."

Damn, which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, how can he be more experienced than a scumbag in this kind of thing?

Xie Yao: You copied it ten times?

Yan Zhou: I am too lazy to copy.

Within 10 minutes, Yan Zhou was also kicked out by Li Shengnan and punished to stand. He glanced at Xie Yao indifferently and stood almost two meters away from him.

Xie Yao moved closer and whispered, "I think I'm at a loss."

"The left and right are just standing punishment, and I copied it four times more."

Yan Zhou's conscience comforted him without the slightest pain: "It's okay, more punishments will give you experience."

... Xie Yao felt that he could resist beating Yan Zhou purely because of his professionalism as a tutor, plus a little bit, just a little bit of the reason why he didn't want to eat.

Xie Yao couldn't help but half-covered his mouth and yawned as soon as the sun shone on his back, he caught a glimpse of Yan Zhou taking something out of his pocket and throwing it into his mouth.

He blinked, "What did you eat?"

Yan Zhou tilted his head slightly, "Tang, or?"

Xie Yao waved his hand, "No, it's too sweet."

In the classroom, Gu Jiayang and Zhao Jin couldn't help but look out from time to time, then winked at him for a while, and Gu Jiayang even tipped a gun at him quietly.

The morning reading class lasted 45 minutes. I don’t know if it was because of someone accompanying him, but Xie Yao didn’t think it was too long. He touched his face and felt that his skin was a little thicker.

Before the flag-raising ceremony, Lao Yang specially came to the class to find Xie Yao and the three of them who were going to study for self-reflection.

"It's all finished. When the time comes, the students in the second department will read it first, and you will follow behind. You don't have to read it for too long."

Carrying a composition paper, Gu Jiayang, who obviously had no experience but was very confident, patted his chest, "I know, I just want to summarize the situation, admit my mistake and say that I won't make it again in the future."

Xu Fenjin, who was passing by, saw them still standing at the door of the class, and said loudly: "What are the three of you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up, go to the national flag stage and stand first!"

"Yan Zhou!" Xu Fenjin made a special call, "Have you written the self-criticism? You are dangling around wearing a hat all day long!"

With a piece of paper folded in his hand, Yan Zhou gave a brief "hmm".

Xu Fenjin frowned, looked at him up and down worriedly, and then left.

Standing next to Yan Zhou, Xie Yao watched helplessly as the piece of paper was unfolded by Yan Zhou, and then fell silent.

It was clearly a screenshot of the webpage that was printed directly.

With a vision of 1.2, he also saw the words "Baidu Wenku".