Abilities are Maths

"Hey, enough is enough for you guys." The black-haired girl's expression froze when she couldn't bear it any longer.Her tone is serious:

"How are you doing now? The three "students" formed an alliance for a short time?"

He deliberately bit the word "student" very clearly, and Yizhi sneered.

As if he didn't hear the sarcasm in her tone, Dazai gracefully took back the milk jug placed in front of her.Immediately afterwards, he replied unhurriedly:

"It's not considered an alliance, it's just that our goals are basically the same."

At the same time, the other two nodded in agreement.

【basically?So there are still differences. 】

Thinking of this, the black-haired girl glanced around the three smiling monsters suspiciously, feeling that they were very fragile.

"Miss, don't worry, we won't hurt you. I want to continue talking to you about that interesting and strange book after I go out."

Fei Jia blinked her deep purple eyes, and spoke in a gentle and friendly tone, which made her vigilance dissipate a little.

It's just that Yizhi didn't notice that the moment the black-haired youth spoke the book, Dazai's expression changed.A gleam of coldness flashed across his iris-colored eyes, but it quickly dissipated and returned to his original smile.

"But I really don't have any follow-up with that book! It should be studying two social systems now, so it has no time to talk to me."

Hearing this, the three of them smiled inexplicably.Bai Lan naturally took over the conversation:

"It turns out that even Mr. Majin is interested in that strange book! I have also talked with her a lot about this topic."

As soon as the word "devil man" was uttered, the corners of the black-haired youth's mouth drooped for a moment, and the next second he raised a charming smile again.He said:

"Mr. Bai Lan, what a coincidence." He deliberately emphasized the word "Bai Lan".

Yizhi was wondering what kind of secondary school "Magic Man" was, and here Fei Jia threw another bombshell at her.

The black-haired girl turned her head to look at the white-haired young man, she raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Bai what? What Lan? Bai Lan? Didn't you say that your name is "Irie Masaichi"? This gentleman, you are interesting."

Sensing the meaning of the young girl's questioning, Bai Lanji showed a flattering smile, and his voice was soft and coquettish:

"Miss Yizhi, I just want to protect my private information online. And Irie Masaichi is indeed a person's real name!"

Without changing his face: oh.

Compared with the professional coquettish skills of the little black mud essence from Hong Kong, this person's words and deeds really made her feel nothing.

Just when Yizhi was about to ask them about their next plan, a screen popped up in midair in front of him.

She shrank her shoulders subconsciously, but immediately stopped making any bigger movements.Keeping her expression unchanged, the girl quietly observed the reactions of the other three.Seeing them eating slowly and seemingly not responding to the screen that suddenly appeared in mid-air, Yizhi quickly glanced at the content on it.

"Mathematics teacher, 8:00-10:00, the first class, Class 212 (Grade [-]) (Cremation Building [-]), first go to the office on the second floor."

After she finished reading, the screen disappeared without a sound.The other people still didn't change their faces, and they couldn't tell whether they had also received such a task.

But now the only thing that is certain is: only you can see your own tasks.

Because everyone's identity is kept secret except for their own exposure and others' exposure.

[This kind of life-related game is better to operate by yourself, the dog man who is not familiar with it is unreliable. 】

After thinking about what happened last night and this morning, Yizhi glanced at the big bronze clock in the cafeteria.It is worth mentioning that this clock is exactly the same as the one in dormitory 1212.

7: 35.

Not long before class.Putting down the empty milk bottle, Yizhi stood up.Under the suspicious eyes of the other three, she showed an awkward yet polite smile:

"Everyone, eat first."

"I'm going to the toilet that takes half a day."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for their reaction, the girl turned around quickly and left quickly.

Looking at the indifferent back of Yizhi leaving heartlessly, Dazai said quietly:

"Mr. Prynne is too frivolous. Lie made Yizhi angry."

Hearing this, the white-haired young man shrugged indifferently, and turned his finger on Fei Jia instead.He said angrily:

"It's obvious that Mr. Demon keeps coughing, which scares Miss Yizhi away."

Fedya was not annoyed, and even drank the last sip of milk unhurriedly.His purple eyes looked directly at Dazai, and said with a hint:

"Didn't Mr. Dazai suddenly grow old and surprised the young lady?"

"Hehehehehe" ×3

On the other side, Yizhi was rushing to the classroom.According to the map in the manual, she easily found the location of the cremation building.It's across from the art gallery we passed by last night.

But is it really good to call the teaching building a crematorium?The legendary "It's a good time to have a holiday, and the crematorium will start school?"

Along the way, apart from the fact that there is no greenery on the campus, it is quite normal for students to walk in pairs and laugh and laugh.

At least she thought so until she heard the conversation between the two girls.

At that time, Yizhi was walking a few steps behind a pair of girlfriends, and their conversation could be clearly heard.

"Wu Jiajia got the last place in the grade again this time. This is the third time this semester!"

"Hee hee, it's another good show this Friday!"

"Yes, yes! Guess, is it a meat grinder or a juicer?"

"However, I think the human feast proposed by the new fifth teacher is also good!"

When saying these creepy words, the two girls looked innocent and cute, smiling.

Yizhi rubbed the goosebumps all over his arms, and quickened his pace to the classroom.

At this so-called "top pick" school, no one knew what would happen if she was late.

However, this fifth teacher shouldn't be five, right?What did he do last night and this morning?

7:52

The single teaching building that appeared in front of me was the cremation building.At first glance, it looks no different from the buildings in the real world campus, but upon closer inspection, it has no windows!In other words, the ventilation of the classroom depends only on the door!

Taking note of this strangeness secretly, Yizhi walked quickly to the office at the end of the second floor.

No one, but four desks.She easily saw her name on the innermost table, with a stack of papers and a record on it.

The girl picked up the teaching record form and scanned it.Today is probably about distributing papers and lecturing on papers. To put it bluntly, it is a bureau of reviewing and lecturing.

Looking at the time, this stack of papers should be last month's exam questions.She glanced at the topic briefly, her pupils shrank suddenly.

What Dirichlet function did you test in the second year of high school mathematics!Is this the school for top students?

But it was too late to think about it, and Yizhi quickly reported the paper and ran to the door of classroom 212.

At the same time, the school bell rang.

She collected her expression, and shouted quite imposingly:

"Attend class!"

The boy with glasses in the first row said with dignity:

"stand up!"

"Hello teacher."

I have to say that the greetings from the students were full of energy, and everyone was full of vigor.However, thinking of the conversation between the two girls just now, it seemed even more strange.

After a wave of self-introduction from the new teacher, Yizhi returned to the main topic:

"Students, today we are going to talk about the monthly exam papers from last time. Now, the class representatives are here to distribute the papers."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, the man with glasses, who was suspected to be the class monitor, said with a straight face:

"If you change the teacher, you will also change the class representative. Mr. Yizhi, you can choose a new class representative."

Hearing this, the black-haired girl nodded.Considering the urgency of the "top students" school, she decided to choose the students with the best math scores.

It just so happened that this stack of papers was arranged according to the grades from high to low and from top to bottom.She picked up the first test paper and read out the name column:

"Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky, you alone!"

Kazeda was wondering that there were foreign students with stinky and long names in this class, when he saw a black-haired young man standing up in the penultimate row.

I didn't expect it to be you, Fei Jia!You are really a student!

Under the enthusiastic applause of the students, she watched Fei Jia walking towards her with a strange expression on her face. After taking her own paper, she read the name of the next classmate very skillfully.

"Liu Shuang, 148."

"Teng Shu Inoue, 145."

……

She noticed that Fei Jia read out the grades on purpose, and basically everyone looked very satisfied.At the same time, it was not surprising to see some little girls with faces full of admiration and nympho.

Before she could feel that this school is really inclusive and has people from all countries, the black-haired youth has already sent the last one.

He opened his mouth: "Wu Jiajia, 52."

Hearing the name, Yizhi subconsciously clenched her hands.I saw a very beautiful girl with big curly hair walking onto the podium numbly.Like a moving corpse, she took the paper with a gray face.

At this moment, the students who were quite normal just now became weird.They smiled mockingly at Wu Jiajia, with the words "I'll see you" written all over their bodies.

"Sure enough, if you are pretty, you can't study. You only know how to dress up every day."

"Hmph, don't worry. Her face was all ruined on Friday."

"There is also Liu Shuang who is second. What's the use of being beautiful. Just wait, she will definitely come last in the exam next time."

"That's right, look at me, I'm average-looking, and I'm sure I love studying more than that stinky beauty like Liu Shuang! I'm all focused on my grades!"

A few students started whispering, their eyes and words were all extremely indifferent.

Yizhi resisted the urge to refute them. This kind of thinking that "beautiful girls just don't study, and they have to study well if they look good" has been infinitely magnified in this school.

To be honest, regardless of herself, there used to be many girls with good looks, grades, and personalities.Of course, there are girls with good looks who don't study hard and have bad personalities, but the radical and complete prejudice in this school is really incredible.

And I didn't see them make up boys or Fei Jia, but they were quite admirable.It is really a well-known double standard in China!

"Now let's look at the fill-in-the-blank questions first!" Yi Zhi patted the table, bringing back the students' thoughts.

The lecture process went smoothly, and some students also asked very tricky questions.However, as an ordinary little math genius, none of these troubled her.

Just before the end of get out of class, the whole class stood up stiffly except for Wu Jiajia.In unison they asked her a question:

"Teacher Yizhi, how do you think Wu Jiajia should be punished?"

They were like robots, staring at her without blinking, with a sense of horror that if they didn't answer or didn't answer well, they would all pounce on her and eat her up.

Yizhi took a deep breath and revealed a wicked smile:

"Have you heard of unlimited reading?" She paused inexplicably,

"That's a punishment that makes people suffer forever and cyclically. Life after life, you can't get rid of it."

Hearing this, the students showed a satisfied smile in unison, and the corners of their mouths were cracked until they reached the ears.

"As expected of you, Teacher Yizhi."

Still neat and weird.Moreover, she made a special observation, and Fei Jia actually kept pace with them.

However, the "unlimited reading" is actually for those students except Wu Jiajia and Fei Jia.May they be stuck in Chinese reading, IELTS reading, and English reading for postgraduate entrance examinations forever, and they will be crazy!

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, this weird class finally came to an end.

Yizhi walked up to the black-haired young man standing in the corridor, she calmly said:

"How old are you"

Why is it always you?