C position study, God chooses the way

Student Zhang snorted coldly.

He could see that Ke Han was pretending to be a scumbag.

After all, real scumbags never do problems.

As for Ke Han, when he wrote math problems, he had his own sound and light special effects.

Zhang Yida occupied Ke Han's table, and said aggressively, "You make a written statement."

Ke Han couldn't bear it and pressed his hand, looked at Zhang with a serious face and said: "Okay, I will make a written statement."

However, at this moment, the corners of Zhang Yida's eyes twitched slightly, he suddenly lowered his head, and frantically tried to pull his hand away from Ke Han and turn around.

But he failed.

Ke Han couldn't let him take it away.

This kid, you have to let him know how powerful he is, otherwise he will definitely "admit his mistake actively and dare to do it next time".

If the class teacher is provoked, they will all be left alone.

There was a sudden sound from behind Ke Han——

"Yo, what papers are you guys talking about? Are you still talking hand in hand?"

"..."

The temperature in the entire classroom seemed to be halved the moment the sound sounded.

Zhang Yida showed a desperate expression.

Ke Han tremblingly let go of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, there were scattered laughter in the classroom.

Ke Han desperately asked classmate Zhang with his eyes: Boss Xie is here, why didn't you say it earlier? !

Classmate Zhang bit his lower lip and tried his best not to growl, with a ferocious expression: He walks silently!I said a hammer earlier? !

A hand gently pressed the top of Ke Han's head.

The owner of the hand smiled and said, "Ke Han, you haven't finished the weekly test paper today?"

Ke Han felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Suffered a fatal blow named "Wuzhishan" and died on the spot.

He turned his head stiffly, and explained weakly: "Mr. Xie... I can explain..."

Teacher Xie, who was given the nickname "Boss Chips", was all smiles, as if he was ready to listen.

But in fact, everyone knows what he meant: I just listen to it, and I don’t believe it.

Mr. Xie is the head teacher of Class 1 ([-]) in senior high school and teaches mathematics.

Ke Han's number one natural enemy.

After all, the worst part of Kehan's PTSD is math.

If the state is not good, you may experience the syndrome of coma on the spot when you see a math problem.

Although after a period of treatment, his condition has been greatly relieved, but the road to treatment is still very long.

For at least a few months, it is impossible for him to engage in high-intensity math exercises.

This inevitably made him a "student" who the teacher focused on.

Don't write daily homework, don't listen to lectures in class, don't see anyone on weekends and weekends - if this is not enough to be a scumbag, I am afraid there will be no scumbags in Anhe No. [-] Middle School.

Teacher Xie sighed from the bottom of his heart.

I don't know what's going on, but it's okay for Ke Han, Zhang Yida sitting in front of him is also terrible in mathematics.

However, although Mu Heng, who is opposite to each other, can't describe it in words, his grades are really good.

Is it the feng shui of the seat?

Teacher Xie shook his head abruptly, put his hands behind his back, and stared at Ke Han and Zhang Yida seriously.

After confirming that his eyes acted as a deterrent, he said word by word: "Do the weekly test carefully and don't mess around."

There were a few more subtle laughs in the classroom.

Especially in the back row, if it wasn't for the teacher still pressing down in the classroom, they might die laughing on the ground.

Classmate Zhang turned around and continued to linger with his beloved physics to the end of the world, solving problems so fast that Debro said that this kid can be taught.

But Ke Han could only bury his head in trepidation and pretend that he was doing the physics weekly test paper.

It wasn't until Teacher Xie finally left the classroom that he breathed a sigh of relief.

But although he breathed a sigh of relief, he really couldn't write on the topic.

Not even physics questions.

"Ugh……"

Ke Han stared melancholy at the towering Metasequoia tree outside the door, still thinking about "I love learning".

The campus is too quiet, there is no one passing by in the corridor.

He couldn't hold back his evil thoughts.

Looking around, Mu Heng by the window propped his chin lazily, as if he was also playing with his mobile phone.

Three seconds later, there was still no movement in the corridor.

Ke Han carefully took out the phone from his pocket, touched two screens, but the lock was not unlocked, and it was not until the fourth one that he unlocked tremblingly.

It had only been a few ten minutes since he hadn't seen each other, and he found that dozens of stories of tall buildings had been built under his answer.

[Get out! 】

[Upstairs don’t need to be so impulsive, even if you have participated in the PAYM training, you may not be able to participate in the international league, maybe it’s just a poor little guy who hasn’t even touched the side of the math league. 】

[Tsk, wait for the big brother to slap your face live tonight. 】

[Cai Ji, the surviving math competition area, thank you for the invitation. I watched the whole process of the devil hanging that day. I don't like the big brother, but... I hope he can win. 】

[Bully me, there is no one else!How unreasonable!How unreasonable!Take Lao Tzu's full set of Five-Three!Funny dog ​​head.jpg]

[emmm...five three?The college entrance examination area next door, right? 】

【No. 11 on the ranking list is Brother Bachelor, right?What about others?He lost so badly that night and didn't see him stand up. The math competition area was almost kicked out by the new reserve restaurant from PAYM in the West Eighth District, right? 】

……

Ke Han browsed the unfriendly comments in the comment area, and finally figured out a clue.

"I love learning" is a large-scale online virtual community professional application for teenagers with comprehensive knowledge interaction functions.

It has two major sections: learning and entertainment.

And among them, learning is the basis of the entire application, and two divisions of competition and college entrance examination have been constructed, each with ten sub-districts, covering almost all juvenile assessment categories.

Just about a few days ago, a math contest reserve from Panxi District [-] put on a trumpet and challenged the top ten in the math contest area, defeating them all mercilessly.

According to the agreement, overnight, all the top ten numbers in the mathematics competition area were sold out.

Only on the 49-day black and white sales commemorative page automatically saved by the application, there is a neat row of "see you in the league", followed by different user names.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all high-level users of "I Love Learning" and have witnessed the glory of the mathematics competition area.

It's a pity that they hadn't even touched the side of the math league, but they were touched at home and directly blamed.

It couldn't be more bleak.

No wonder Ke Han mentioned that he was a former reserve member of PAYM, and he was about to be scolded by users who rushed over one after another.

Ke Han understands this deeply.

He is indeed a "poor little guy" who hasn't even touched the edge of the league.

Because he was sick.

In a few days, the list of national teams for the Global Mathematical League in the West Eighth District will be released. The "friend" who wants to come to him will also be on the list for next year, as a reserve player to observe the competition and even play.

But Ke Han no longer cared.

Although the methods used by the other party are disgraceful, he did surpass Ke Han in some aspects.

At least, he reviewed the questions more carefully than Ke Han.

"Ugh……"

Ke Han felt a headache when he thought of having an appointment with someone for the math league mock questions tonight.

He hesitated for a while, and finally entered the competition area of ​​the application, intending to take a look at the content related to the competition.

If you really think about it, he hasn't touched a math competition problem for almost half a year.

"Boom."

Zhang, who was obsessed with physics, bumped into Ke Han's desk for some reason.

Ke Han frowned, and after clicking the [Practice] button, he raised his head and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yida, who was sitting in front of her, felt her spine stiff when she heard the words.

Without saying a word, he buried himself in writing questions frantically, trying to prove his innocence.

"..."

Ke Han had vaguely realized something was wrong.

It's a little too quiet in the classroom.

No one even looked back?

This situation can only be -

"Ke Han, what's in your hand?"

Ke Han choked on a mouthful of old blood and couldn't get it up or down his throat.

Back to the carbine.

Teacher Xie stood behind him, his eyes were so sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate his soul.

"take it out."

Ke Han pinched the phone in his hand and looked around in a daze.

What's even more bewildering is that he didn't turn the phone's screen black.

Even the permission settings of the application have not been changed.

"Welcome to the pinnacle of mathematics, the enemy is about to arrive on the battlefield!"

Ke Han: "..."

He saw the little friends in the back row silently giving him a thumbs up where Mr. Xie couldn't see, and winking and sending him congratulatory telegrams.

Teacher Xie walked to Ke Han's side, frowning, heartbroken.

"Others do weekly test papers, you play with your phone?!"

"Huh? Classmate Ke?"

Ke Han shook his head tremblingly, helplessly like a little white flower in the wind and rain.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mu, who was opposite him, suddenly smiled.

Seeing that Mu Hengjue didn't sleep anymore, he took out his phone and flicked it around, and even took the time to compare his heart to Ke Han.

Ke Han was dumbfounded.

Teacher Xie had sharp eyesight, and immediately followed Ke Han's gaze and turned his head, only to see Mu Hengan lying quietly on the table and sleeping on him.

The old monk enters samadhi and is completely unaffected.

Boss Xie paused: "Don't watch Mu Heng sleep in class and sleep after class... In fact, he was admitted as the first one. Maybe you can work hard in private, don't imitate him—"

Zhang Yida smiled.

The masses in the back row also laughed.

Even Mu Heng himself laughed.

While laughing, he climbed up, supported his head with one hand, slowly raised the other hand and said, "Report to the teacher, there are still people playing with mobile phones."

The laughter of the crowd in the back row suddenly stopped.

They all sat up straight and insisted that they would draw a clear line from those who play with mobile phones.

Teacher Xie turned his head, and a sharp knife scraped across the back row.

"who is it?"

The corners of Mu Hengliang's thin lips curved slightly, and he replied, "Me."

Ten seconds later.

"Mu Heng—you and Ke Han get out and stand for punishment!"