When the fierce and foolish meet the pure fishing system

The weather in early November is already very cold, and it will feel cold in unlined clothes.He Feng was afraid of the cold, so now he is wearing long sleeves and a slightly thicker coat.The coat is in the shape of a windbreaker, Jiang Lan said that it looks a bit suave when he wears it, he smiled.

No. [-] Middle School requires all students to wear school uniforms.Each student has five uniforms - a summer set of short-sleeved shorts, a set of short-sleeved trousers, a spring and autumn coat and trousers, a winter coat and trousers, and a dress.

—Each set is hideously ugly.The summer school uniform is light blue, and the trousers and shorts are navy blue, which is actually almost black; the autumn school uniform is dark blue, very wide, and it is fine for tall people, but short people look like they have no legs; The winter school uniform is the most puzzling, it is actually orange-red-the school explained that because orange-red looks warm...The dress is a suit, the style of the boys is very ordinary, you need to match the tie yourself, the lower body of the girls is a plaid skirt, kind of British feel.

Now the weather is cold, but it’s not the time to wear thick school uniform jackets in winter, so everyone still wears autumn jackets, so you can often see hot-eyed scenes-when someone wears clothes, the inner clothes are long, and the outer cover Wearing a relatively short school uniform jacket, especially when the color is strange, it is simply unsightly.

It was impossible for him to put himself in such an embarrassing situation, so he wore neither school trousers nor a coat.

Luo Yunting is a very well-behaved student, he can wear what the teacher tells him to wear -- or rather, this person doesn't mind these things, they are all insignificant things to him.

Luo Yunting looks good in anything.He has fair skin and a slender figure. He wears a light-colored thin sweater and a school uniform jacket, which doesn't look bloated at all. The aqua blue collar makes his neck fair and slender.

He Feng sometimes, looking at Luo Yunting, would think, in fact, this person is more suitable for brown hair, brown or milk tea color, chestnut hair, warm color sweater or something, which is more in line with this person's temperament, and makes people feel gentle and warm.

But Luo Yunting's hair is pitch black, and his eyes are also pitch black. He is obviously a gentle person, but the color of his hair and eyes is so unhuman, just like the indifference in his bones.

In fact, this is not contradictory - he is gentle and warm, but also cold and indifferent.

On Tuesday afternoon, He Feng was lying on the table doing math homework.It was too cold, so he looked out of the window - most of the leaves of Yinwei are still dark green, but some of them are withered, and other short shrubs will drop their leaves when the wind blows, and the blown leaves will still be with the tree at first. The color of the soil is different, and after a period of time, it gradually blends into one.

He rarely does all the homework honestly, and usually chooses the ones he doesn't hate so much.He hardly does the Chinese homework assigned by Zhao Wen—in fact, he doesn't hate Chinese, but he likes it very much. If he had a different teacher, he might study it very seriously, but Zhao Wen's class really makes him unable to listen, it's not How bad Zhao Wen’s speech is, but, people can’t obey a person they hate for a long time, and they can’t concentrate on listening to the person they hate, it will be uncomfortable.

He couldn't bear to write a math homework, but a dumbfounding thing happened.

The math class is in the morning, and he finished the math homework in the Chinese class in the afternoon.

Today's homework is extraordinarily large. In fact, the homework for each subject is not too much. It may be a page or two of questions, and you may even correct an answer or something. The teacher only approves a date when it is handed in, but If there are too many classes in the day, or if there is a little more homework in a certain subject, the students will be very strenuous.

So, when homework was collected at 09:30 in the evening, the class was crying and howling, helping each other back and forth, or simply taking the homework to the group leader to randomly pick a copy.He handed in his homework early, then took his coat and waited for Luo Yunting at the stairs on the first floor.

Everything was normal at first, but something unexpected happened the next day.

The math teacher didn't come to the classroom early in the past, but walked into the classroom with a pile of homework with the ringing of the class bell. As soon as he walked in, he threw the thick pile of homework on the podium heavily, and then said with a cold smile. looked at everyone.

Last night, many people copied their homework. Everyone lowered their heads, trembling with fear. No one dared to breathe loudly, for fear of being singled out and criticized by the whole class.

It doesn't matter to He Feng, let alone that he didn't copy his homework, even if he did, he wouldn't be afraid of anything.

The wind outside the window blew the short and thin bangs of the math teacher. He stretched out his hand to straighten them, and looked at the students below without speaking. The glasses were very bright, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly from He Feng's angle.

Mathematics old time slowly opened his mouth: "Have you grown your skills? Copying homework in groups?"

Many people are relieved because of the word "group nature". It is better to be blamed for someone else than to be singled out and scolded.

The math teacher plucked his bangs again, and continued: "Those who copied homework, stand up consciously, don't wait for me to point one by one." He pointed to the stack of homework, indicating that he knew who copied it.

The students below began to look around, but no one dared to whisper, no one dared to be the first bird, so after a while, still no one stood up.

At this time, the math teacher smiled coldly and said, "Well, let me ask in another way—those who didn't copy homework, did it by themselves, stand up."

At this time, there was a slight noise below, everyone looked at each other and began to discuss in low voices.Then sporadically, some people stood up first, and then a few more people stood up.

He Feng didn't move, he was still lying on the table, reading the magazines that Li Yihuan brought back from the school bookstore just now.

The math teacher scanned the entire classroom, looked at those who stood up, looked softer, told them to sit down, and then said in a stern tone: "Where are the others? Are they all copied?" He paused, Then he said in a mocking tone: "The copy can be copied in a mess, the class is really full of talents!"

Everyone didn't understand what was going on, but they didn't dare to discuss it. They all stared down at the table obediently like little chickens.Those who just stood up and didn't copy their homework are no exception. After all, the teacher is angry on the podium, and no one wants to get into trouble.

"The fifth question of filling in the blanks, the second question, I want to ask everyone, 52 out of three, how did this answer come about? Why did 37 people in the class write this answer?"

No one spoke, and everyone was as quiet as a chicken.

The math teacher described everyone's plagiarism process in a slow tone: "The correct answer is the square root of thirds q. When I corrected my homework, it was strange. Why did I write 52 thirds? I was puzzled." , until I saw this assignment."

He picked up the top book of the pile of homework, waved it in front of everyone, and then slapped it heavily on the podium.

Then, He Feng suddenly heard his name.

"He Feng, I really want to thank you. If I hadn't seen your homework, I wouldn't know why everyone wrote 52/[-]!" The math teacher looked at him.

He flicked through the magazine for a moment, looked up, not knowing why.

The math teacher smiled, and began to reason about everyone's plagiarism process - it turned out that the root cause was his homework.His handwriting is very sloppy, and the root sign is written like the number 5. As for the letter q, he wrote the upper circle very flat, and the lower hook is drawn very long. At first glance, it looks like a number 2, probably Someone randomly copied an assignment, and it happened to be his. Then when he was urged to hand in the assignment, in a hurry, he didn't see it clearly, so he copied the root number q into 52, and then the assignment was written again. It was circulated and copied, and there were 37 people who wrote this funny answer.

He really couldn't laugh or cry, he finally wrote his homework, but someone copied it, and even copied it wrongly, not only copied wrongly, but also harmed a lot of people.

The math teacher looked unhappy, and said mockingly: "You copy your homework without looking carefully. There is no specific data for this question, and the length is the letter q. In the end, the answer is only numbers. Don't you think there is a problem? One or two It’s really a skill to write up!”

The people below who copied the homework were probably scolding him, and he thought it was a little funny.

The math teacher sneered at everyone, vented a bit, calmed down a bit, and asked the person who wrote the answer of 52 out of three to do the copying process of this question again, and hand it in with tonight's homework. Even if it's over.

The math teacher is Jianguo, with a revolutionary name. He is a cold-faced, kind-hearted middle-aged man in his 40s. There is a layer of funny bangs on his forehead. They are neither long nor short, very thin, but very stubborn. The place does not waver, so pulling bangs is his habitual action.He likes to mess around with things, pick them up, put them down gently, and doesn't make it difficult for students, he is a nice person.

After class, Li Yihuan came to look for He, with a strange expression on his face, and said, "So that homework is yours, I mean, the handwriting is quite familiar..."

He didn't understand what Li Yihuan meant.

Li Yihuan went on to say: "If I knew it was your homework, I wouldn't copy it, I should copy Wang Qi's and the others..."

Now he understood - the person who passed the wrong answer to the whole class turned out to be Li Yihuan, which really made people laugh and cry.

There is a music class in the afternoon, and the class representative announced on the blackboard that starting from this class, the music class after that will be taught in the music classroom of the complex building.

The music classes on Wednesday afternoons were all held in the classroom. It was a big water class. Usually, the teacher played various world famous songs, such as Mozart, Beethoven, Chopin and Tchaikovsky.

Generally, He Feng, Li Yihuan, and Jiang Wei would skip class and go to the Internet cafe for this kind of class.

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