When the god of learning went to a garbage middle school

The basketball match was held in the afternoon of the next day as usual. Gu Sheng and his class faced off against Class [-] of Science. Gu Sheng and a few other students in his class warmed up outside the court and entered the court with enthusiastic slogans.

Gu Sheng took two steps backwards and waved at Yu Chen before turning around and running on the court. Yu Chen stood quietly by the side, holding a bottle of sports drink in his hand to replenish energy after Gu Sheng finished playing.

Most of the girls watching the game were from the liberal arts class, and there were a few familiar to Yu Chen who had given Gu Sheng milk tea biscuits every day before. Thinking of this, Yu Chen felt a little blocked.

The teenagers on the court were shining brightly, sweating with the movement of playing.Gu Sheng made a few fake moves to deceive the other party. The basketball seemed to be able to play well in his hands. The basketball on his fingertips spun around for a few steps, jumped and shot quickly, and there was a burst of applause around him.

Sweat as big as soybeans rolled down Gu Sheng's face. Gu Sheng lifted up his clothes and wiped it off. There was another uncontrollable scream beside Yu Chen, which made Yu Chen standing beside him a little turbulent.

Yu Chen seemed to understand the reason for his absurd behavior yesterday. The young man who radiated light was like a ball of flaming fireworks that lasted for a long time.

Everyone will want to touch it, even if it is hot.

When the game was changed halfway, the score of the two classes was 18vs45.

The head teacher of Class [-] came over to discuss, saying that if Gu Sheng and his class won this game, they only need to let Class [-] score a few more goals to get points, so as not to make it look bad for them to lose later.

Some of the girls in class ten said quickly, "It sounds like teacher, you said that our class can win."

Someone answered without fear of death: "The game is the game, score by ability."

Class [-] muttered something in a low voice, the voice was too low to be heard clearly.

Yuan Jiyuan came over to smooth things over at this time, and with a kind smile on his face, asked his classmates to be quiet: "They are all brothers' classes."

"Who the hell is in the same class as your brothers." Then he said something ugly, maybe because he was suppressed by class ten in the match just now, and he was suffocating all the time, and now he always wanted to say something to embarrass them one time.

Naturally, this word was not pleasant to the ears of the students in class ten, and some of them immediately changed their faces.The sentence just now clearly slapped Grandma Yuan in the face. It doesn't matter if my head teacher and classmates talk about it, but it's another matter to be bullied by others.

The faces of the tall guys playing basketball were so dark that they were about to drop ink, and Yang Yihang even wanted to rush up and grab the collar of the man who was cursing just now.

Gu Sheng blocked the person with his hands, and raised his head proudly. There was a night wind that lifted Gu Sheng's jersey to reveal a small section of clothes, and the wind made his clothes rattle.

"I'm not in the same class as you guys." His cold voice sounded, it was the first time Yu Chen heard Gu Sheng speak in such a cold voice, and somehow he felt a little handsome.

"Our class is number one in the school, do you have one?" Gu Sheng asked.

"Do you have any?!" The students in Class [-] behind Gu Sheng suddenly said in unison, and some shouted directly at the top of their voices, with a compelling momentum, attracting passers-by from the other side of the competition.

"Our class has 720 and [-] points, so do you?" When Gu Sheng said the last sentence, his tone was slightly provocative, and there was still a hint of a smile in his voice, which sounded like a sarcasm.

"Is there?!" The voice behind was like a small trumpet, repeating Gu Sheng's words expressionlessly.

As soon as they finished yelling, Yuan Jiyuan took a look at them, the students in Class [-] restrained themselves a little, but the head teacher of Class [-] smiled forcedly.

The two classes suddenly began to confront each other, and each was not pleasing to the eye.

Suddenly, a basketball popped out from nowhere and hit Class [-] unpreparedly. It was so fierce and fierce that there was no time to dodge, and it slammed straight into Yu Chen's direction.

Yu Chen was surrounded by girls, and when he saw a ball coming towards them, he covered his head and started screaming, running around.

Yu Chen hid fast enough to be safe and sound, but some girls sprained their ankles while running around, and were helped by the girls next to them to the infirmary.

Others may not have seen who hit it, but Gu Sheng could see it clearly, and anyone with a discerning eye would know it was towards Yu Chen.

Gu Sheng didn't want to see Yu Chen get hurt a little bit, his heart was burning with fire, he clenched his hands with a cold face, and he stretched out his palm to Yang Yihang who was beside him.

Yang Yihang naturally understood Gu Sheng's meaning, he threw the ball in his arms, Gu Sheng caught it, rushed to the place where he threw the basketball just now, and said, "The female classmate over there gives way."

The girls in Class [-] ran around in panic. Seeing that the girls were almost scattered, Gu Sheng threw the basketball hard at the idiot just now. The idiot had no time to hide and was knocked to the ground, making a dull sound.

The bad class and the top class suddenly got into a fight because of a basketball game. You pushed and pulled each other, and the scene was extremely chaotic. In the end, it was the two class teachers who controlled the scene.

The students in Class [-] followed the group back to the classroom, but they were reprimanded by Yuan Jiyuan.

Yuan Jiyuan slapped the table heavily, aggressively: "Do you know how dangerous the crowds are just now? They even fought in groups, and their wings are so hard that they want to be expelled from society, right?"

"They provoked it first!" Someone below was not convinced.

Yuan Jiyuan was fierce again: "What? Once a dog bites you, you have to bite back?" Some students in the class laughed when he said this, and Yuan Jiyuan began to say again: "The stampede incident that was on the news a few years ago, you all You don’t have a long memory, do you?”

He took a deep breath and said, "Those who fought just now go to stand in the corridor."

Gu Sheng touched Yu Chen's soft head and said, "Brother, just go out and stand for a while, don't miss me too much." After speaking, he cast a disgusting wink at him.

One after another, boys and girls stood up and walked out of the classroom.

Yuan Jiyuan added: "I'm not punishing you, I know you can't be angry, but I want you to know that sometimes fighting is not the only way."

Class 40 has a small number of people, originally there were just over [-] people, but now they can hardly stand up in more than half of the corridors.

He Qiuzi patted Yu Chen from behind, and pretended to pick up the book in his hand. There was a deck of playing cards in the book, and he said to Yu Chen with a smile, "I'm going out too!"

There were only a few people left in the classroom with empty desks and chairs. Most of them ran out because they thought it was fun to follow suit. He Qiuzi can be said to be very typical.

The moment he walked out the door, his smile was very obvious, and both dimples were exposed.

Yuan Jiyuan frowned and told him to stop, and then said, "He Qiuzi, stand at the back of the classroom!"

"..."

Why!I can't if they can stand in the corridor!He Qiuzi stood alone holding the poker cards in his hand, wanting to cry but not crying.

The number of people in the classroom can be counted on one hand, Yuan Jiyuan gave a cold snort and began to give lectures.

Yu Chen's seat happened to be by the window, and when he glanced to the side, he could see a dense group of people, several of them were staring at him as if they were asking "Why don't you come out!", "Come out soon!" and so on.

Yu Chen sighed helplessly and was about to close the book when he just stood up when a note was blatantly thrown on his desk.

"Brother Sheng gave it to you." The person passing the note said.

Yu Chen looked towards Gu Sheng through the crowd, and Gu Sheng suddenly raised his head as if telepathically, the two looked at each other across the air, Gu Sheng acted as if he was reading a note, Yu Chen opened the paper folded into squares strip.

-Sit in the classroom and study hard :)

Ah.I quite understand him.

Yu Chen reopened the book and started listening to the lecture. Yuan Jiyuan's lecture was very interesting and not boring, and the examples were also lively and interesting.In the last few minutes of his lecture, he took a sip of the water on the glass and said that Yu Chen should come up and talk about his learning experience.

Yu Chen picked up the draft prepared in advance and walked onto the stage, a voice like a clear spring came out of his throat. He was wearing a white shirt with the hem tucked into his jeans, looking like a refreshing and ascetic boy.

"In mathematics, you must first understand the basic knowledge of the textbook, and then organize your own wrong questions into a book, and prepare your own wrong question book." Yuan Jiyuan nodded while listening, and the students with better grades wrote down their experience in the book. superior.

Gu Sheng lay lazily on the window, with a smile in his eyes, reflecting Yu Chen's shadow and the white lights in the classroom, like stars scattered.

fart.Gu Sheng had never seen Yu Chen's wrong book.

Little liar, all the deceitful ones must have been checked from Baidu again.

Gu Sheng suddenly blew a loud whistle to Yu Chen who was on the podium, and the attention of the teacher and other students in the class were all attracted.

Gu Sheng tapped twice on the window with his fingers, and said, "Brother Chen, learning depends on experience."

"People fight for talent."

"Gifted."

Gu Sheng raised his head at Yu Chen, and smiled shyly: "You think so, Brother Chen?"

"...'

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but think of a sentence: Fuck.

The author has something to say: see if you can do three thousand and five tomorrow!

Originally, this article was intended to be a short and medium story, with 15 words.

As a result, I wrote nearly [-] words only to find that I only wrote it until the summer vacation of the second year of high school. QQ

Go to bed early, babies.