The benefactor is always forcing me to study

On the blackboard was a large series of problems, which belonged to the type of questions that must be tested in liberal arts mathematics. Cen Zhi calmly walked to the podium under the eyes of everyone who was worried, curious or gloating, took a piece of chalk, thought for a while, and then decided to Properly write the word "solution" after the title.

Because mathematics and English are his weak points, Wen Qiang asked Ling Zheng to help him with mathematics after Ling Zheng came. Ling Zheng simply helped him summarize the common problem types and ideas for solving mathematics problems.

The question Nie Ping posed was not difficult. Cen Zhi wrote it down step by step according to Ling Zheng’s teaching. However, when he was summing up later, there was a step that was not considered correct. Cen Zhi was a little anxious, and heard the students behind him draw their voices. Reminding him in a low voice, before Cen Zhi could hear clearly, Nie Ping said coldly: "Go down."

Cen Zhi glanced at Nie Ping, put down the chalk silently and walked to his seat.

When passing by a few boys, he heard ridicule: "Is this the level?"

Nie Ping said coldly: "Why are you arguing! If he can't do it, you can do it?! Song He! It's you! What else are you looking at!"

The boy named Song He looked at Nie Ping in a dawdly tone, and said in a tone of embarrassment: "Teacher, I just can't do it. What's the use of doing this kind of problem? I don't need numbers when I go to the street to buy vegetables."

Teacher Nie: "You don't need it to buy vegetables, but it will determine where you buy vegetables. Do you think that if you have money in your family, you can live comfortably all your life? If you don't do anything now, you will even buy vegetables in the future Sorry!"

After Nie Ping finished speaking indifferently, she ignored Song He. She used red chalk to draw out the part where Cen Zhi wrote the draft on the blackboard: "How many times have I said this! How do you write on the draft paper! It's so messy and I made a mistake." I can’t even check it out! Is mathematics difficult! You must be careful in mathematics!” Then he ticked off Cen Zhi’s calculation mistakes.

Cen Zhi blushed immediately.

Although he doesn't like Nie Ping's cynicism, but he has to say that Teacher Nie's professional knowledge is very good, the ideas of the lectures are very clear, and the mistakes and difficulties are all clearly explained. After class, she handed out a paper. As homework: "Collect all class representatives before evening self-study and hand them over to my office."

Cen Zhi quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Nie Ping's teacher was so dignified that Cen Zhi didn't dare to be distracted, so he slowed down after class was over.

He was tidying up the desk when a shadow suddenly fell in front of him. Cen Zhi looked up and saw Song He and his followers.

Song He has a bit of a dude on him, and his whole person is "ignorant and incompetent". He can contradict the teacher in class, which shows that he has a good family background and can bear his misconduct. Cen Zhi doesn't want to spend too much time on useless things. In terms of communication, especially someone like Song He who would obviously delay his studies.

Song He put his hands in his pockets, looking like a big brother in society, he looked down at Cen Zhi from a high position: "Little actor, what are you doing in school if you don't go to filming?"

Cen Zhi frowned, and Song He's "little actor" had a very obvious meaning of contempt, as if the actor was a plaything for fun on stage, Cen Zhi looked back at him neither humble nor overbearing, but refused to back down: " Your family is so rich, so why don't you come to school as a rich second generation?"

Song He's complexion changed, and the students who heard their conversation next to him laughed, and then coughed in a serious manner as a cover-up.

Song He was not admitted to Chongyu in the first place, and entered the second class through the back door. If he came to a key class and was not influenced by the learning atmosphere, he always disturbed others' studies. The classmates in the class had long disliked him. , not only students, but also teachers are helpless, but Song He's family background is very strong, and he can't drive people out, just let a mouse shit ruin the whole pot of porridge.

As for the new classmate, they have inquired about it a long time ago. An [-]th-tier artist—it’s not an [-]th-tier artist anymore. Their academic performance is very good, none of them can guarantee that they can pass the college entrance examination in the first half of the year, and they admire this alone.

And Cen Zhi's performance today made them applaud secretly, the person who can hide Song He's speechless is also a powerful character!

Song He sneered, glared at Cen Zhi angrily, and reluctantly returned to his seat when the class bell rang.

Cen Zhi didn't bother to talk to him, thinking that this guy is really boring.

This is completely different from the third year of high school he imagined.The little boy pouted in frustration.

The second class is politics. The first thing the politics teacher said when he came in was to recite the homework assigned for the weekend in 3 minutes.

Cen Zhi was dumbfounded.How does he know what the weekend homework is!

Seeing his blank look, the boy next to him wrote a small note and threw it to him. Cen Zhi gave him a grateful smile, quickly turned the pages of the book and began to recite silently.

It may be because Cen Zhi’s appearance is too obvious. Every teacher likes to ask him to get up to answer questions. There are no exceptions in the four classes in the morning. There is not too much criticism, just ask him to find classmates to supplement after class.

After the fourth class was over, the boy who kept passing small notes to Cen Zhi asked him with a blushing face, "Do you want to have dinner together?"

Cen Zhi smiled: "Okay."

The boy's name is Li Wang. He is a bit introverted and blushes easily. He is very serious in class. He was the first in the class and the twelfth in the grade in the last test. He has a good personality. Students always come to ask him questions after class. When answering, as if I was afraid that I could not speak well, I always asked "Did I understand clearly", with a very low attitude.

In order to thank him for his help, Cen Zhi invited him to eat. Chongyu’s canteens are rich in variety and prices vary. The school uses the campus card uniformly. [-] miles for the exam), and hypocritically told him not to wrong himself.

My own hard earned money!Why should I wrong myself!

So Cen Zhi took Li Wang directly to the window with a better reputation. Li Wang was stunned when he saw it. When he realized that Cen Zhi had bought it, the two found an empty seat and sat down. Li Wang looked at him worriedly. : "Is it too extravagant?"

Cen Zhi: "It's okay, you should eat well in the third year of high school, or your brain won't be able to keep up." After four classes, he was already going crazy from hunger.

Li Wang suddenly thought of something, and did not comment on Cen Zhi's consumption. The two of them ate while talking about the knowledge points in class. When it came to learning, Li Wang relaxed a lot. There was a sneering sound of yin and yang:

"Hey, little actor, do you only eat this kind of food? Didn't your benefactor give you any money?"

Cen Zhi was startled, his heart skipped a beat, and his hand holding the chopsticks suddenly tightened.