An Emergency Guide to Keeping Earth Peaceful

But before Xiao Pang had an attack, the class bell rang, and the teacher who was teaching the first class stepped on the spot and walked into the classroom.

Originally, they had morning reading, but after the third year of high school, the morning reading was cancelled, and they were directly changed to classes. They originally had four classes in the morning, but now there is an extra class, which has become five. Whether it is the school or the students All are racing against time.

Today's first class is the class of their head teacher. Their head teacher is a very serious middle-aged woman. She is usually unsmiling and surnamed Wu, so a few bad students often call her an old witch behind her back. The middle is quite prestige.

Xiao Pang had been treated by her several times, and he was a little afraid of her. Seeing her coming, he didn't dare to make things difficult for Miao Miaomiao in front of her, but gave Miao Miaomiao a vicious look, and gave him a "wait and see! " look.

Miao Miaomiao returned her pure and innocent gaze, and only after Xiao Pang left aggressively did he forcefully suppress his smile.

Emma, ​​looking at Wang Baoqiang whose face was swollen from being beaten, he couldn't help it!

Classes have started.

This class was a mathematics class. Seeing the teacher on the podium writing on the blackboard, Miao Miaomiao only read for a while, and then became dizzy. She had no choice but to understand a single word.There was really no other way, Miao Miaomiao could only poke his deskmate, and asked him in a low voice, "What is the teacher talking about?"

The deskmate was a tall and thin man with glasses. Miao Miaomiao had no impression of him, only vaguely remembered that his grades seemed to be pretty good.

The man with glasses pushed his glasses and looked at Miao Miaomiao with a suspicious expression. After all, the image of Miao Miaomiao who doesn't like studying seems to have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It's really unbelievable that he suddenly wants to listen to the class seriously. .

Miao Miaomiao immediately displayed his actor-level acting skills that he had cultivated in his years of setting up a stall, showing a very thirsty expression.His eyes were shining brightly, reflecting his desire for knowledge, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, which deeply expressed his confusion and hesitation lost in the ocean of knowledge.

The man with glasses was immediately impressed by Miao Miaomiao's superb acting skills. He pushed his glasses, told Miao Miaomiao, and then calmly pointed to the pages in the book, then turned his head and listened to the class seriously.

Miao Miaomiao opened the book with a chuckle, and while shaking her legs under the table, turned to the place the man with glasses told him, planning to think about it a few times first.

But after pondering over and over again, over and over, over and over again, Miao Miaomiao still looked blankly and confused.

All the words on this page, he can understand every word when he takes it apart, how can he not understand it when they are put together?

Miao Miaomiao gritted her teeth, intending to raise her head to listen to the teacher, but when he raised his head, the blackboard with only two or three lines of writing was almost full, and all of them were incomprehensible to him. Numbers and symbols...

Miao Miaomiao almost bumped her head into the sea of ​​books in front of her.

But when his eyes inadvertently turned down from the podium, he couldn't help but pause, because he saw a perfect back of the head.

Miao Miaomiao looked at the back of the head, suddenly a little dazed.

At the next moment, the head teacher standing on the podium suddenly said with a heavy tone: "...Okay, I'll stop here. Next, I'm going to invite a classmate to come up and check my teaching results today."

The atmosphere in the class was extremely cold in an instant. Most of the students in the classroom lowered their heads, for fear of being called out by the teacher. Only a few very confident top students dared to hold their heads high.

Miao Miaomiao's head was almost lowered to the table, although he knew that the teacher probably wouldn't call him... But there was no way, it was conditioned reflex.

The class teacher's eyes scanned the classroom like a search light, and then stayed on Miao Miaomiao's head that was almost stuck on the table for a moment, and would not turn away soon.

"poplar."

The moment the name of that "unlucky ghost" was read out, Miao Miaomiao clearly heard the voices of relief from the entire classroom, among which there were a few gloating voices.

But Miao Miaomiao was taken aback when she heard the name.

Soon, the "unlucky ghost" came to the podium.

——It was the perfect back of the head that Miao Miaomiao had been staring at before.

As the name suggests, he was a young boy who stood upright like a young white poplar, with a tall figure and a straight back.He was wearing a clean school uniform, which was in stark contrast to the scruffy boys around him.

Even if there is only one back view, he is so handsome that many girls are talking in whispers below.

Bai Yang picked up a piece of chalk and began to answer the questions calmly. His five fingers were slender and fair, forming a sharp contrast with the blackboard.When ordinary students write chalk characters on the blackboard, they often appear very petty because of insufficient strength, but Bai Yang is not.

No wonder calligraphy can become an art. It is really a visual enjoyment to see people who write well.

After a while, Bai Yang answered the question.

The homeroom teacher commented a few words, pointed out a few shortcomings, and let Bai Yang go down. Although there was no obvious expression on her face, Miao Miaomiao could feel her satisfaction and appreciation for the answerer.

The moment Bai Yang turned around and got off the podium, there were several nympho inhalation sounds in the classroom.

Bai Yang's face caught Miao Miaomiao's eyes so unexpectedly.

There is no doubt that Bai Yang is very handsome, his facial features are very profound, but the most impressive thing about his whole face is the tear mole under his eyes.

Miao Miaomiao's legs were shaking, but suddenly they stopped shaking.

After Bai Yang, the homeroom teacher ordered a few students to go up to solve the problem, but Miao Miaomiao's mind was completely out of it. When all the students were worried that the teacher would point to him, Miao Miaomiao was in a trance. Looking through his own drawer, even he himself didn't know what he was looking through.

During this period, another unlucky ghost won the bid poorly, and slowly moved to the podium dejectedly. He struggled with chalk for a long time, but only wrote the word "Xie" on the blackboard.

The teacher in charge looked at him coldly: "During the exam, did you just write an explanation for each question and then finish the job?"

When the whole class roared with laughter, Miao Miaomiao finally found a notebook from the bottom of his drawer, the one with a password lock, which looked quite tall.

Miao Miaomiao remembers that when he was in high school, this kind of combination lock notebook was very popular for a while.

Miao Miaomiao randomly entered a string of commonly used passwords, because he has a great forgetfulness and can easily forget important things, so he usually uses the same password.

click.

The combination lock is on.

Miao Miaomiao opened it and was stunned. She saw that the notebook was filled with the same person's name from the first page, and it was written on dozens of pages... One person wrote another person's name thousands of times What does even tens of thousands of times mean?

Unless you really hate this person, there is only one explanation left.

Seeing the same person's name all over the page, Miao Miaomiao felt bad all of a sudden.

What the hell!

Could it be that he had a crush on...a person when he was in high school?

But the problem is, he has no impression at all.

Not only did he have no impression, he was even very unfamiliar with the name.

Because in his memory, there seems to be no such person at all.

But just now, he saw this person with his own eyes.

Seeing the "Bai Yang" full of pages, Miao Miaomiao was a little dazed.

Was there such a guy in his high school class?If there is such a person, then his impression should be deep.

But the problem is that he can't find any trace of this person's existence in his memory.

Miao Miaomiao suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

Miao Miaomiao couldn't figure it out. Could it be that he was hit by a car and damaged his brain, so he lost his memory?

...but he remembers that the biggest traffic accident he ever had in his life was hitting a utility pole while riding a bicycle!

And because his head was so hard, there wasn't even a trace of blood coming out at that time, let alone a concussion.