Forced to call scumbags brothers and sisters [Transmigration Book]

"Brother, can you not use the word Chagang indiscriminately?"

"I am obviously exercising the power of the monitor, taking on the obligations of the monitor, and caring for every student with my heart."

Yan Zhou glanced at him lightly: "Whatever."

Xie Yao walked a few more steps, stood at a place higher than Yan Zhou's steps, and stopped him: "No, I think you... It seems that you are not good at Chinese, how about I make it up for you?"

"My level is not bad, and I am guaranteed. It should be more than enough to teach you."

Yan Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, "Brother, are you sure?"

younger brother?

"Damn..." Xie Yao saw Yan Zhou go around him and go straight up, and chased after him: "Calling you brother Sheng is being polite to you! Who are you calling brother with your nose and face..."

Xie Yao secretly scolded Yan Zhou in his heart: You stinky brother!

The two of them went around for a while, and when they came back, the class bell had already rang. Xie Yao looked at the get out of class schedule when he left, and the next period was physical education, so he told the old man next to him not to worry.

Unexpectedly, when I looked at the door, it was Li Shengnan's face again.

Yan Zhou was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at Xie Yao.

It was written in Xie Yao's eyes - don't look at me, I really don't know what's going on.

I only heard Li Shengnan say: "Your physical education teacher is on a business trip for this class. I will take over the class and take out the unfinished papers from the last class."

The students below didn't even dare to cry.Those in the back rows who like to play basketball have already borrowed basketballs and had to stuff them back under their feet, and those who brought badminton rackets had to hang them on the hooks on the wall for the time being.

The physical education class disappeared unexpectedly, and the ideals in the world were wiped out in an instant.

It was too late for Yan Zhou and Xie Yao to retreat. When Li Shengnan turned his head, six eyes met defenselessly.

"Okay, now if you are late, you are late twice. Xie Yao, have you finished your test paper?"

Xie Yao: "No."

"Didn't I ask you to stand in the corridor and write?!"

Xie Yao told her sincerely: "The tiles in the corridor are uneven, so it's not easy to write on. Just write a few words on the paper and there will be holes."

Li Shengnan probably didn't expect that he would talk back again and again, and said angrily, "Go out and do my homework for me. And Yan Zhou, who has never done homework! Go out and reflect on me too!"

Xie Yao shrugged his shoulders towards Yan Zhou, and said in a low voice, "You can't blame me for standing still."

The two stood up skillfully. After standing for a while, a girl from the next class came out to use the bathroom, and looked at the two in surprise.

Seeing her eyes, Xie Yao suddenly remembered the post that slandered him for chasing Yan Zhou that he saw on the post bar.

The content is still fresh in my memory, "The god of learning deliberately angered the teacher, in order to accompany the school bully to stand outside the corridor for a long time..."

Xie Yao shivered instinctively, and suddenly wanted to go back and sit properly.

Because the girl's cautious yet excited and gossiping eyes just now made Xie Yao intuit that there might be another ironclad proof after going back to the bar at night.

He helped to come up with the name of the post, "Further Discussion on a certain student surnamed Xie chasing a school bully surnamed Yan".

"That." Xie Yao felt his heart beating faster, and asked Yan Zhou tentatively, "Are you playing Post?"

Yan Zhou: "Not playing. What are you doing?"

Xie Yao said with a guilty conscience: "It's okay, it's okay, Post Bar is not a good thing, it's a waste of study time, don't play."

Phew, Xie Yao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he was on a roller coaster.

Just think about it, if Yan Zhou really played Post Bar and accidentally saw that kind of post——

Then he can perform and die in situ.

Xie Yao stood for a while, and noticed Li Shengnan cast a scrutinizing and stern gaze, which was attracted to him like a magnet.

He wondered about the meaning of this gaze, and then slowly returned to the classroom.

Li Shengnan exploded: "Xie Yao! Why come back if you don't punish him properly?!"

Xie Yao said seriously: "Teacher, you have been looking at me just now, aren't you implying that I didn't take the paper out to write?"

Li Shengnan tapped his stick: "I want you to stand upright! Look at you and lean against the wall. Is this punishment for standing! You are basking in the sun, aren't you?"

Xie Yao walked out with the paper in his hands and neck curled up.

Yan Zhou's Adam's apple rolled, and he smiled lazily and said, "I admire you, I should call you Brother Sheng."

Xie Yao covered his face and felt a toothache: "Get lost."

When school was about to leave, Lao Yang specially came to inform the news of this Saturday's exam, and asked Xie Yao to copy the exam timetable on the blackboard.

Xie Yao's handwriting is beautiful and unrestrained, obviously cursive.

Before he went to school, he always felt that there were too many liberal arts homework, and copying and writing was a waste of time, so he practiced the wonderful cursive script, which was very time-saving.

"I love the word monitor! It's so beautiful!"

"I, I, I want to take a picture!"

"Beauty is very beautiful, chic is also true, that is... do you understand?"

"Is there someone in the class monitor's family studying medicine?"

They could only rely on the vague radicals and radicals to blindly guess the titles of subjects written by Xie Yao. Xie Yao didn't expect that the people below couldn't understand, so he had no choice but to correct a few vague words.

Mingcheng's monthly exams are not as strict as the mid-term and end-term exams. For the convenience of cleaning up, they usually take the exam directly in the class without rearranging the seat numbers.The main reason is that it takes up a whole Saturday plus a Sunday morning, intensively taking the exams of language, math, science, science and literature, which can be called exhaustion.

The monthly exam also tortured the teacher. Usually, after the papers were handed in on Sunday morning, the teacher would spend half a day or one day in full swing to approve the scores, and then send them out for awards on Monday.The students are tired and so are the teachers.

"Ahhh!" Gu Jiayang suddenly shouted in the class.

"The Second Department agreed to boycott the new school uniform with us!"

Immediately, people with good intentions gathered around: "Really! Why is the second part suddenly so kind?"

Someone next to him immediately reminded him: "I moved the cake of the people in the second part! It's not like you haven't seen it, the people in the second part are so stinking, and they come to school in colorful clothes every day, it must be because I don't want to wear school uniforms." .”

A classmate asked Gu Jiayang: "How to resist? Do you have a plan?"

Gu Jiayang shook his head, "It's not confirmed yet, I just said that most people in the second part agreed."

Some students shouted excitedly: "I know, I know! I am familiar with this! Our old house was demolished before, and then some people ran to the gate of the government office to guard, holding up signs, pulling banners, and shouting slogans with loudspeakers. In the government. Stay at the gate of the mansion all day, except for eating lunch and going to the toilet, never leave an inch!"

Other students: "What happened next?"

The student paused for a few seconds, then lowered his voice: "I heard that he was detained."

Other students: "..."

It doesn't seem to work.

Xie Yao didn't understand these things, so he casually suggested: "How about a signature board? The kind of signature initiative?"

"It seems to be possible!"

"Yes, yes, this is easier!"

Gu Jiayang nodded: "Okay, then let me tell the second department that one for each floor should be enough for us."

He poked and poked on his phone, then raised his head and asked, "The second department agreed, and asked where we can get a signature board or signature cloth."

"Is it too late to go to Taobao now?"

"I don't know, how about Jingdong, Jingdong be faster?"

"I just want to ask, are there any for sale..."

"It's best to get it done in these two days, and don't let the school act faster than us."

A classmate suggested: "Actually, I have an idea."

"Isn't there a roll of honor in the bathroom on each floor, should we turn that board around and use it as a signature board?"

Gu Jiayang suddenly raised his head: "Grass? This is a good idea. Let's go and have a look."

After a while, several people ran back, frowning: "No way, the board is nailed on and cannot be removed."

Someone tentatively asked: "You said, what if we just signed the front?"

"The front is full of Xueba's name, do you dare to sign it?"

Three or four people turned their heads to look at Xie Yao.

Xie Yao: "What's wrong?"

"It's like this, there is your name on the board, it's the first one, it's bold and black, it's very eye-catching..."

Xie Yao: "...I'm free, the key is that there are other students in the class above, you go ask their opinions?"

"That's right, there are a lot of people up there. It's not very good to do this."

Several people were chatting while copying today's homework on the blackboard.

Yan Zhou basically didn't memorize homework, because he didn't write, so he quickly packed his schoolbag and prepared to leave.

Xie Yao hurriedly asked, "Are you going to the barbecue restaurant today?"

"Don't go."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xie Yao hurriedly packed up his things, stuffed them directly into his schoolbag, and then grabbed the colonel's badge and chased after him.

"Squad leader, why are you walking so fast?" Gu Jiayang turned around and found that the person had disappeared.

Xie Yao followed Yan Zhou at a distance of more than ten meters, and did not go up to say hello. He followed Yan Zhou out of the house, walked all the way, and then turned to the "Minghui Auto Parts" of Li Jun's house.

Xie Yao didn't go in, and stopped a taxi at the intersection.

"Student, where are you going?"

Xie Yao poked his head out from the back row and pointed to the motorcycle in front: "Master! Keep up with the motorcycle in front."

The master showed a puzzled expression, and while turning the steering wheel, he asked curiously: "Little classmate, what are you doing?"

Xie Yao smiled at the rearview mirror, "Don't worry, master, it's definitely not illegal."

The master nodded, looked at Yan Zhou's back, and asked with some concern: "The one in front looks young, is it your classmate? Or a friend?"

Xie Yao turned his mind quickly, pretending to be wronged and said: "This is the master, my father is a big boss who runs a company, but now he may have an illegitimate child outside, my mother asked me to come out and watch, the one in front may be He's my half-brother."

"My dad hasn't been home for a long time..."

The master opened his mouth, his face flushed from holding back, and he coughed twice: "Oh, oh, so—"

The master said in his heart that indeed art comes from life.

Yan Zhou didn't go to other places, but went back home first. Since Yan Zhou's house was on the sidewalk, it was not easy to take a taxi, so Xie Yao asked the driver to wait on the opposite side of the road for 10 minutes.

Unexpectedly, 10 minutes later, Yan Zhou went out again.

Xie Yao poked his head out in the back row, pointed at Jiang Shan's words and said, "Master, keep up!"