I won't show mercy to you

If the new world, new gender, and everything had already dealt a blow to Zhuo Yu's heart to a certain extent, then the first math class in this world was another blow to his already scarred heart. of a sword.

And it's the kind that runs through thoroughly.

It can't be said that they don't understand at all, after all, the memory of the original owner is still there.

It's just that the original owner doesn't seem to be very good at mathematics. In addition, Zhuo Yu has almost never learned these things before. It will take a while to digest these novel character charts, and this mathematics teacher is even more outrageous. I especially like to name him and Han Ziqian, point to point, and ask what is wrong.

This caused Zhuo Yu to start making a fool of herself.

"Choose... the second one."

Zhuo Yu pondered.

"wrong."

The math teacher was Jiang Yan, a female beta, she was not surprised when she heard this, she just tapped on the blackboard peacefully, as if she had expected that Zhuo Yu would not be able to answer correctly, "B is the most typical and stupid mistake, and it can be ruled out first. The only one is B, and I said I would not explain such mistakes again."

Zhuo Yu's anger began to rise.

The teachers in this world are really unworthy of virtue, Zhuo Yu gritted her teeth and thought, yes, I can’t answer, but if I can’t answer, I don’t even want to explain, so what’s the point of asking myself to answer the question?

Just to humiliate yourself?

"Brother Yu, what's the matter with you."

Han Ziqian did not forget to add fuel to the flames, hating that iron cannot become steel, "I know this question, I will choose C when I see it..."

So Zhuo Yu numbly said, "Choose C."

"Wrong again, I chose D for this question, and I have taught this type of question no less than five times this month."

Jiang Yan sneered, she chiseled the floor twice with her high-heeled shoes, and said with her arms crossed, "It seems that you two troubled brothers and sisters can't learn it while sitting, so let's just stand and listen. Can you get something in your head?"

So Han Ziqian and Zhuo Yu were punished to stand for a class in such a disgraceful manner.

Tan Ting seemed to look back at Zhuo Yu worriedly.

Everyone in Qiuyi Mountain knows that Zhuo Yu has a very good face.

It is a good thing to have strong self-esteem. When practicing swords on weekdays, he is as if he has been beaten with chicken blood. He will hold on to the younger brothers who are not even able to hold the sword stably and have to learn from others. In the front, he wants to be the first in everything, and of course he does have this ability.

But this also indirectly caused Zhuo Yu to be overly conceited, and would almost explode if he made a fool of himself, so even if he was a teacher advising others on weekdays, when he met him, he would subconsciously speak softly.

What's even more frightening is that this uninformed math teacher is still scolding them both.

"Really, Zhuo Yu, tell me what you can do to let me go."

The more Jiang Yan talked, the more she got more and more enthusiastic, so she just sat down on the podium and pointed at his nose and scolded, "You give me an accurate word, or a request, what exactly do I want to do, so that you don't give me a blank paper again and again, so that you can give me an answer. Correct your attitude to me..."

"Row."

Zhuo Yu said abruptly, "Then I really have a request."

Someone in the class seemed to hold back and laughed softly.

Han Ziqian next to him almost fainted.

Brother, he is just out of courtesy and doesn't really want you to mention it? ? ? ? ?Now that you say it like this, this class is probably the home of both of us...

Jiang Yan didn't expect that he would really dare to talk back, so she didn't react for a while, and was taken aback for a while.

Then she smiled angrily, and asked with great interest: "Okay, then tell me?"

Zhuo Yu let out a fearless oh.

Then he raised his hand, and under the gaze of the whole class, he pointed to Tan Ting on the other side of the classroom.

"I want to sit with Tan Ting."

Zhuo Yu said.

Five minutes later, Zhuo Yu carried his paper-thin schoolbag, and under Han Ziqian's bewildered gaze, sat expressionlessly in the seat next to Tan Ting.

The eyes of the whole group were almost condensed and pierced through the bodies of the two of them, Tan Ting touched his forehead, his face was burning, and he felt that Zhuo Yu was a little too bold.

Fortunately, the get out of class bell rang in time.

Jiang Yan snorted coldly and shook her hands: "Your wish has been fulfilled, you'd better implement the practical actions for me quickly, and I will be the first to check your homework tomorrow—and Tan Ting, you can help me as long as you can. Help, if you can't help, don't be affected by someone's study, understand?"

Tan Ting replied vaguely.

"Zhuo Yu, you shouldn't be like this."

Seeing Jiang Yan leave, Tan Ting shook his head disapprovingly, "You are not afraid..."

Zhuo Yu's face was full of anger.

"I'm afraid of shit, I've lost my face after standing for a class, what else is there to be afraid of?"

He threw the book into the bookcase angrily, and complained with a black face, "I don't have many of these books that I can understand. That person knows less than me, if he doesn't come to you again, I'm afraid I will lose my face for the rest of my life?"

Feeling the depression overflowing between the lines in Zhuo Yu's words, Tan Ting paused.

He raised his face, as if he wanted to comfort Zhuo Yu: "The memory in my body is also very fragmented, and it may not be able to help you too much—but it is like the book used in the last class, the knowledge in it is basically They are all derived from the method of arithmetic..."

"Okay, okay, I know..."

Zhuo Yu waved his hands with a headache, "You can teach me later, I am so annoyed now, I just want to rest for a while."

Tan Ting was stunned for a moment, and slowly lowered his eyelashes.

Seeing him like this, Zhuo Yu's heart skipped a beat again.

Die of trouble Die of trouble Die of trouble! !

Zhuo Yu thought that his junior had the same temperament as his appearance, he belonged to the cold and reticent generation, but he usually felt that this person was less talkative, dull and not very gregarious, so there was no difference big problem.

But after getting along a lot in the past two days, I feel that Tan Ting's temper is more like that kind of stubborn and innocent kid, as if all his thoughts are written on his face——Zhuo Yu spoke a little more seriously, he As if he had been wronged by the sky, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with loss and gloom.

But as long as Zhuo Yu boasted casually again, this person would immediately turn his worry into joy, and become happy on his own.

"I see."

Zhuo Yu hurriedly said dryly, "You have to trouble me, brother... teach me a lot in the future."

For someone else, Zhuo Yu wouldn't even bother, but for some reason, Zhuo Yu always felt an inexplicable sense of guilt every time he saw Tan Ting's unhappy appearance.

Forget it, let's coax it.

Zhuo Yu clicked his tongue irritably, little junior brother, after all, we still have to get along in this hellish place in the future, so coaxing him won't lose a piece of meat.

Sure enough, Tan Ting's eyes lit up suddenly.

"You are very smart, Zhuo Yu."

Tan Ting raised his head happily, looked at him word by word and said, "I will learn quickly."

Zhuo Yu's face became inexplicably hot when he praised him.

He was a little embarrassed, so he turned his head and snorted vaguely.

"What class is coming next..."

Zhuo Yu tossed out her crumpled timetable, frowned and asked carefully, "Sports... what?"

Han Ziqian stared blankly at the two people who were chatting happily not far away.

After a long while, he took two steps back in disbelief, and directly bumped into Jiang Daren who was about to enter the door.

"Student Han Ziqian, if you don't need your eyes, you can donate them to those in need."

Jiang Daren politely kicked him away with the basketball in his arms, "Let's go, let's call Brother Yu to play basketball—it's not that you guys are so blind-eyed as if you lost your soul, it's because you saw some pretty little O Yet?"

"Indeed... I saw pretty little O."

Han Ziqian said slowly.

Jiang Daren was stunned.

"And a...beautiful little O who will soon be my sister-in-law."

Han Ziqian murmured.

"I like this class."

Zhuo Yu looked at the people on the playground and said happily, "It seems that this world is not useless."

The physical education teacher was specifically instructed by Zhou Song, saying that Zhuo Yu and Tan Ting are not allowed to exercise vigorously at present, and that they can just let them bask in the sun in physical education class.

Zhuo Yu was quite happy.

He was worried that he would not have time to chat with Tan Ting alone, so he patted the dirt on the runway carelessly, and sat down on the ground directly.

"Sit down."

Zhuo Yu invited sincerely and warmly.

Tan Ting was silent for a long time, bent down and patted the soil on the ground, finally frowned and hesitated, and then sat down slowly.

The two were quiet for a while.

"It's the third day."

Zhuo Yu sighed, "It's even harder than the 17 years I've lived."

Tan Ting did not speak.

"A lot of things I don't know, such as alpha, omega, mathematics, light bulbs, mobile phones..."

Zhuo Yu murmured, "I don't know anything, I don't know anything, I have to start again, I have another person's memory in my mind, and I have a tea smell on my body..."

Zhuo Yu didn't know whether he was asking Tan Ting or himself, but he just muttered, "Am I still me?"

Tan Ting turned his head slightly and looked at him steadily.

After a while Tan Ting asked, "Are you still thinking about playing swords?"

Zhuo Yu was stunned: "I think so."

"Then you are you." Tan Ting said.

As he said that, he got up with some difficulty, and under Zhuo Yu's blank gaze, he went to the cardboard boxes where the equipment was piled up outside the runway, rummaged and compared for a long time, and finally pulled out two badminton rackets from inside.

Tan Ting weighed the weight of the racket in his hand, and seemed to sigh with some regret, but in the end he still took the racket and walked back to Zhuo Yu.

Zhuo Yu suddenly understood what he wanted to do

Tan Ting held a racket, turned his wrist lightly, made the racket make a beautiful and fluent circle in the air, and handed the handle to Zhuo Yu in front of his eyes.

"Brother." Tan Ting said, "Please teach me more."