Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

"Hey! What do you think about the unified examination!!"

Jiang Yike shook his sleeping deskmate vigorously, Lu Yao was dizzy from the shaking, and couldn't speak clearly: "Brother Jiang, stop shaking, I'm dizzy..."

Jiang Yike threw him away, and collapsed on the chair dejectedly: "It's over, it's over, I can't understand a single question now, what should I do?"

This is a grade-level unified examination, not only to rank the whole school, but also to give the results to the parents.

Jiang Yike had a headache and messed up his soft short hair.

It was hard for him to convince his aunt that he had learned to resist and had a good time at school, and no one dared to bully him anymore.

But if she came home with a report card of spicy chicken at the bottom, my aunt would inevitably have to think again.

Lu Yao didn't care. He lay on the table and said lazily, "Brother Jiang, it's just the unified exam. Why are you panicking?"

Jiang Yike said: "So confident, what do you think should be done?"

Lu Yao stretched out a finger and shook it: "Scrambled eggs with tomato, cold salad."

He said: "If you are at the bottom of the grade, you will be at the bottom. If you are at the bottom, you will get used to it."

Jiang Yike: "..."

Lu Yao: "Brother Jiang, look at me. Up to now, the textbooks are as clean as new, without even writing their names. It just so happens that they can be sold to juniors at the end of the semester."

Jiang Yike slapped him to the table: "Shut up!"

I slept soundly in class, and panicked as the exam approached.

Master Mozun summoned up his courage and took out the textbook that had been placed on the desk for a week.He took a deep breath and began to read through the catalog carefully.

Then after reading a dozen lines, he was desperate.

What the hell are these things? I can't understand them at all! !

Lu Yao lay back on the table and fell asleep again, Jiang Yike patiently flipped through a few pages, and finally gave up completely and decided to give up.

Chinese is still a little bit better, at least I can understand every word, but I don't know what it means when I connect it.

Chemistry, mathematics, English, these are really terrible, a lot of strange, crooked symbols, he saw that one head was two big.

Jiang Yike frowned as he stared at the cover of the textbook, with all kinds of thoughts rushing through his mind:

Could it be that I am a majestic Demon Lord, and I will be honored to be at the bottom of the first exam in modern times?

No, I do not accept this fact!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yike made up his mind, he stood up abruptly, and woke up Lu Yao because of his excessive movements.

Lu Yao looked surprised as Jiang Yike grabbed the book and rushed out of the classroom: "Hey, brother Jiang, where are you going? The morning reading is about to end."

Jiang Yike shouted from a distance: "Class A!"

Lu Yao was stunned: Damn, so explosive?

Is Jiang Ge going to vandalize public property (referring to smashing chairs) again?

.

The first grade, the person who helped me with homework once——

what do you say that is?

Chu Nian, by the way, his name is Chu Nian.

Although this kid is a bit weird, he somehow feels quite easy to talk to.If you speak well, maybe you will really agree to help with tutoring.

It doesn't matter what grade you are in, as long as you don't come to the bottom!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yike went downstairs bang bang and ran towards the classroom building of Class A.

On the way, I met an acquaintance. Huang Mao's neck and face were wrapped in thick bandages, and he limped up the stairs with a pair of crutches.

When he saw Jiang Yike, he almost fell down in fright as if he had seen some scourge, shaking while holding on to the handrail of the stairs.

Jiang Yike glanced at him, wondering why he reacted so strongly.

Didn't this yellow-haired boy become unconvinced after being beaten up by me last time, and threatened to find someone to surround and beat me up?

So what about people?

I haven't seen it after waiting for so long, I'm afraid I just ran away.

Jiang Yike snorted coldly, but didn't think about it.

He rubbed the opponent's shoulder, ignored the yellow hair that was shaking into a ball, and jumped down the stairs in a few steps.

I rushed all the way to Class A, never expecting that the iron gate in the stairwell was closed after morning exercises and all the students came back...

locked.

Iron chains with a cold luster wrapped around the gate at the stairway, completely blocking the road.

The iron chain looked old, with thick oval iron rings interlocking each other, with some mottled rust on the surface.

Jiang Yike looked at the iron chain, feeling trembling in his heart.He unconsciously clenched his five fingers, his breathing became a little short, and he subconsciously hugged his shoulders.

He took a few steps back, raised his head slightly, looked at Class A of Senior Two on the second floor and sighed: "What should we do now?"

It never occurred to me that the door would still be locked.

After struggling for a while, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind: "Student Jiang, why are you here?"

Jiang Yike turned his head suddenly, and saw someone standing not far away holding a folder.

Chu Nian was wearing a winter school uniform and a pair of black thin-rimmed glasses.He looked very calm, with slightly long hair on his forehead, hanging down on his well-defined eyebrows and eyes.

Mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and there is another village in the shadow of willows and flowers.

Jiang Yike was moved, and actually had an urge to rush forward and hug him: "Chu Nian!"

Chu Nian looked at the other party, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and said in a calm voice, "Well, it's me."

He took the folder and took a few steps closer: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yike suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was almost time for class, so it seemed a little uncomfortable to come here all of a sudden?

He faltered: "Well, I was just passing by...By the way..."

"—Is it because of the unified examination?"

Chu Nian looked at him, with a helpless smile in his voice: "The third week of school is the grade examination, right?

"So you asked me to tutor you?"

Jiang Yike was a little depressed: "How did you guess that?"

Chu Nian was stunned for a while, and then replied without changing his face: "It's just a tradition in Nancheng No. [-] Middle School. In the third week of school, there is a unified examination for all grades to test the learning results."

The little doubt in Jiang Yike's heart was instantly dispelled, and his attention was completely attracted by the words "study results".

He muttered: "Study results...I slept for a week, what to check."

This whisper was heard by Chu Nian verbatim, he slightly raised his hand, and used the back of his hand to block the slight curve of his lips.

Anyway, Chu Nian had already guessed his intention of coming, and Lord Mozun didn't bother to hide it.He thought for a moment, looked up at Chu Nian, and said calmly, "Can you help me with my tuition?"

With a warm smile in Chu Nian's eyes, he nodded: "Yes."

"Then I'll trouble you," Jiang Yike thought excitedly, "We can go after school or on weekends..."

He got stuck.

The original owner is a squat at home, and the school at home is two points and one line, and Lord Mozun has just arrived not long ago, and he hasn't figured out the modern place yet.

Is there a place where you can sit down and study hard?

In the past, there was a place with an obscure name in the Demon Realm. You could look at the scarlet-black flowers and plants beside the bloody water, and watch the giant python in the water soar into the air to hunt the black eagle. It was a good place for tutoring.

It's just that there is no such a good place in modern times!

When he was still worried, Chu Nian spoke first: "How about going to the library?"

Jiang Yike's eyes lit up: "Where is that place? Let's go there!"

"Of course." Chu Nian lowered his head and sorted out the files in the folder, and said slowly, "But before that—"

"Did you forget something?"

The author has something to say: Master Mozun with a unique aesthetic.

small theater:

Chu Nian: Have you forgotten that I am your old Gong?

Jiang Yike: ...What?