Accidentally wrote the review into a love letter

"200?!!"

No matter how calm Li Xing was, he was still shocked when he heard this number.

He hesitated and said, "Principal, are you kidding me?"

Upgrade the self-criticism to 200 million, which will not be finished in the next life.

"Two million is still less." The principal said confidently, "It is reasonable to say that what he did should write a self-criticism of at least 200 words. Liu Yuan was detained and couldn't write it. According to what Director Yuan said, he should write a 150-word review." [-] words—"

"450 million words is right!"

"I only let him write 200 million yuan now, isn't it because he is being merciful?"

The corner of Li Xing's mouth twitched: "Principal, aren't you afraid that Liu Yuan won't give up his diploma?"

"Of course I'm not afraid." The headmaster's eyes were full of slyness, "I will make a table for him, such as writing [-] words less for each monthly exam, and [-] words less for taking part in the exercises every day and finishing the run. "

"When he returns to school after the months of detention, this form will come into force."

He put the form on the table, and Li Xing glanced at it briefly. There were various tasks on it, including taking out the trash and sweeping the floor, how many questions were written correctly, and even the number of steps taken.

There is even a game of pesticides to reduce five characters.

Just thinking about it makes me feel like I might want to vomit when I see the game in the future.

This form includes all aspects, and different rewards are given according to the difficulty of the task. Li Xing roughly calculated that if all can be completed, the 200 million-word review letter is more than enough.

The big head also joined in the fun: "I remember that Liu Yuan got 124 in the monthly exam last time. If he can improve by 500 points, he can save 100 million words in writing."

Li Xing secretly rolled his eyes.

624?

Liu Yuan's ant credit is probably not so high.

But to be honest, he was a little moved by this form.

"headmaster……"

"No."

As soon as Li Xing opened his mouth, the big head knew what he was going to say, and firmly refused: "You only have 36 words, and with this method, your reward word count will be reduced by ten times."

Li Xing: "..."

Forget it, let the ghostwriting work a little harder.

He mourned for three seconds in his heart for Liu Yuan's "regular and healthy" life in the future.

And without hesitation, he threw the self-criticism letter to Liao, who was still working hard to check the information in his dormitory.

After bidding farewell to the principal and the boss, Li Xing left the office with mixed feelings.

The next class is math class, when Li Xing rushed back to the classroom with the bell ringing, the math teacher was already standing on the podium with a smile on his face.

"Li Xing," the teacher stopped him, "the homework I assigned you last time, how much did you write?"

At the last sports meeting, the math teacher gave a set of test papers to each of them who were pretending. Counting the days, it is time to write a few.

Li Xing glanced across the class lightly, and sure enough, he saw the stiff faces of those present that day, looking at him nervously.

Pairs of panicked eyes were full of begging.

Oh, not a single word.

Li Xing calmly met the gaze of the teacher who was still waiting for his reply, and nodded calmly: "Yes, I wrote two or three pieces."

"Then you can collect it for me tomorrow, and I'll see how you write it." The math teacher added understandingly, "I wrote a few sheets and handed in a few sheets. Don't confuse me tonight because of the assignment."

The sports commissioner tremblingly raised his hand to test: "Then teacher, what if the amount handed in is too small?"

"For example?" The teacher pushed his glasses and looked at him with encouraging eyes.

"For example..." The Sports Committee swallowed, "less than one—"

The math teacher's eyes sharpened.

"—and it's equal to one." The sports committee hurriedly corrected it.

all the classmates:"……"

The math teacher smiled: "If it is written seriously, one sheet is also a good improvement."

The sports committee felt relieved and sat down quickly.

"Okay, Li Xing hastened to go back and sit down. Next, everyone turn the books to..."

Mathematics teachers are much more serious about teaching than other teachers, but mathematics is a course with its own metaphysics. Those who understand it think it is very simple, and those who don't understand it will feel like a bible no matter how many times.

So it didn't take long for many students in the class to fall asleep.

Li Xing rubbed the center of his brows trying to wake himself up, but he kept thinking about Liao Yun last night, he really didn't sleep well, so he yawned, half-closed his eyes and struggled between giving up and persistence.

"boom!"

The sound of a huge door panel hitting the wall suddenly sounded, awakening everyone in the class.

Li Xing frowned and looked up, and saw the person he least wanted to see standing at the door, looking over angrily.

As soon as he met his eyes, Hei Pi yelled furiously: "Li Xing, get out!"

"And you! Xu Pian!"

Hearing Xu Pian's name, Li Xing's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately knew that Hei Pi was here to find trouble.

"Wait a minute!" The math teacher stood in front of Hei Pi, "Mr. Wang, please tell me if you have anything to do."

"Mr. Li, I know you have good intentions." Hei Pipi smiled, "But today is my private matter, and you have nothing to do with it."

"Private matters?" the math teacher snorted, "Private matters must be resolved privately, if you mess with me in class, then it's not a private matter!"

She slammed the chalk eraser in her hand onto the blackboard, "I see who you dare to arrest today!"

Heipi's face was ugly: "Ms. Li, I think you are a woman so you don't have the same knowledge as you. Don't be shameless."

"I see that you quarreled with Mr. Li, but you didn't think that she was a woman."

Li Xing stopped in his tracks, his eyes were clear, but his words were full of gunpowder: "What's wrong? Did you not pay attention to class education and was dragged into a conversation by the principal and dean?"

"Is the performance gone, or the title lost?"

"Li Xing!" Teacher Li looked at Hei Pi vigilantly, and stretched out his hand to protect him, "How can you talk to Teacher!"

"Teacher, let me go out." Li Xing stared at Hei Pi, half mocking and half threatening, "Even if my parents get divorced, they won't leave me alone."

"Who just came out of prison, you can ask."

"What nonsense, what does that have to do with your parents, that person broke the law." Teacher Li scolded, "He deserves what he deserves if he has a problem and goes to prison."

She raised an eyebrow at Hei Pi: "Am I right, Teacher Wang?"

Hei Pi knew that the two of them were scolding him when they sang together, but he couldn't help feeling guilty when he remembered what Li Xing's mother had done before, so he could only give Li Xing a cold look and said nothing.

It's one thing for him to bully Li Xing, but it's another thing when it comes to his own immorality.

Reluctantly, Hei Pi reached out his hand and tapped Li Xing and Xu Pian, who was not daring to show off, and had no choice but to leave temporarily.

Seeing that the troublemaker had left, the math teacher breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a straight face, "You two go to my office after class and come back when class is over."

Li Xing knew that the teacher was afraid that Hei Pi would come over again after class, so he responded warmly in his heart.

"Remember to bring a test paper to do it." The teacher added another sentence.

There was a burst of laughter in the class, and the tense atmosphere instantly relaxed.

After class, Li Xing dragged Xu Pian to the math teacher's office. During the 5 minutes after class, he didn't bother to bring any test papers, so he simply walked past with the wrong question book.

Before the topic was half spoken, the phone in his pocket suddenly lit up.

Silent mode can't change the bad habit of mobile phones like to light up the screen to show their presence when a message comes.

He is wearing a white fleece hooded sweater today, with two light yellow and green knitted ropes dangling from his chest. With his current appearance of obediently listening to questions, he looks like a well-behaved baby.

It's just that the pocket of the hooded sweater is too shallow, and the light on the phone screen is transmitted clearly.

The math teacher put down the pen for correcting homework, and stretched out his hand to the table: "Take it out."

Li Xing is helpless, it seems that this phone has not lived for two months, and it will be scrapped again.

He resignedly took out his mobile phone and handed it to the teacher. The teacher was just about to put it away when he caught a glimpse of the message that popped up on the lock screen.

"Dear Liao Yun's parents..."

The teacher raised his head and frowned to look at Li Xing: "Are you covering for your brother?"

Li Xing was stunned: "Huh?"

The math teacher turned on the phone: "Turn on the phone and click on the latest information to show me."

Li Xing blinked, although he didn't understand why the teacher did this, he still did it.

The next moment, the corner of his mouth twitched after seeing the content of the message clearly.

"Dear Liao Yun's parents, hello! Our school's third monthly exam results for this semester have now been counted. For this exam, your child Liao Yun's scores for each subject in the monthly exam are as follows..."

"...After statistics, your child has a total score of 252 in this exam and won the 1124th place in the whole grade (a total of 1124 students in the whole grade)."

"Compared to the last monthly exam, your child has increased by 252 points in total, and his ranking has increased by 0. The progress is excellent. Parents, please work together with us to provide better companionship for the growth of your children!"

Li Xing: "..."

math teacher:"……"

"Li Xing, don't you explain?"

It took a long time for the math teacher to find his voice.

Li Xing gritted his teeth, remembering the little note that Liao Yun stuffed under his door last time, what did it seem to be?

"I'm going to experiment with myself."

He read this sentence lightly, and now he finally understands what kind of experiment this guy is using himself for.

Liao Yun felt that it was not good to directly ask others about the life of a scumbag, so he went to the whole school to experience life in the whole school!

Seeing the bright red score of 252 on the report card, the score of 66 in the three main subjects and the total score of 54 in the three subjects, he still didn't understand that this was what Liao Yun called "score control".

After all, this guy was the one who said "It's not fun to just score zero in the test".

"Li Xing?" The math teacher was still waiting for an explanation.

Li Xing came back to his senses, motioned the teacher to wait a moment, and in front of all the teachers in the office, slowly opened the phone page and called Liao Yun.

"Hi, where are you now?"

"Is it convenient to come to our math teacher's office?"

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you that you have been hired as a parent."

"Yes, the invited parent is me."

"Smelly son."

"Get out of here, Dad."

The author has something to say: The daily life of young couples: calling each other "Dad"

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It's not a small theater, it's just some chatter about the setting of this chapter. Sisters can block it if they find it annoying:

Yesterday, some sisters in the comment area guessed the self-criticism, but in my mind, the role of the self-criticism should be to rehabilitate, the star’s part obviously didn’t work, he learned because he was willing to learn, and it was with the help of Liao Yun and his own inner thoughts.

But Liu Yuan is different, he is set in my article as an ignorant bastard.

I have thought about it for a long time, how to pull a rebellious student back from the boundary line, first of all, I must need the help of the teachers and parents, but the teachers of the [-]th Middle School have worked hard for two years, and the parents have worked hard for more than ten years without success. Write: The principal assured Li Xing that we will try our best to enlighten him and let him get back on the right track, which feels very unrealistic.

I also thought about asking parents, but this kind of students must have been invited countless times. For an adolescent child, writing a self-criticism hurts self-esteem not as much as asking parents.

So I decided to give him some encouragement and let him push himself to work hard.

The most delicious results are those that have hope and require hard work to obtain.

Here is a humble Gugu who is trying to give everyone in the text a positive ending. I am very sad to see a sister who empathizes with the characters in the book. The purpose of my sand sculpture cookies is to share happiness, but I still let you I recalled unhappy things, sorry orz

I hope that while making the sisters happy, I can also give more hope to the goodwill of this world.

Of course, the head teacher of the star class will not end well! !

PPS: If you think I'm sensational, please don't complain about me. This is a true and true idea. I just think it's a joke not to explain this chapter.do not scold me!I will never force you when it is not necessary in the future! !