The country refused to make me a god

In the classroom, the three people who were gossiping just now stopped and chatted together when they heard the surprised cry of the boy with short hair. At the same time, they raised their heads and looked in the direction of the door.

"Are you really here?" The boy with the big rooster voice who spoke first before was still bearing the brunt of the blow at this moment, and Lin Yi seemed to feel that he was not in the Olympiad class where there were so many masters, but that he had traveled to a certain place in ancient times. In the harem of an emperor.

The voice of the boy with a big rooster voice was not low, making several other students who were immersed in writing questions to look sideways at the excitement at the door.Yu Yixiu was sitting in the corner of the classroom, seeing the messy side of the classroom, he couldn't help frowning. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by the boy at the door who didn't rush and didn't even change his expression.

"Since I have a quota, why don't you come?" Lam Yik ignored the conspicuous objection. He found a seat by the window and sat down, and began to flip through the book that had turned up the footer a long time ago.The afterglow that had already slanted to the west sprinkled on his body through the window, bringing with it the fine dust in the wind, which naturally separated the young man from the noisy environment.

It's just that Xu Sibo didn't seem to see that this boy was secretly taking advantage of him. He clicked his tongue, pressed down Yi Lin's textbook, and forced the boy to stare at him with somewhat annoyed eyes.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yi, who originally planned to pass the first class in peace, felt a little emotional when he was suddenly interrupted. He stood up with a little impatience in his voice.

Xu Sibo didn't feel the warning in Lin Yi's eyes at all, he just thought it was the boy who was a head shorter than him actively showing weakness to himself, and he was not polite, "You have snatched Zhang Mingxuan's quota, Don't you apologize at all?"

"I said this quota has nothing to do with him, don't..."

"Enough! Xu Sibo!"

Two voices sounded from two directions of the classroom at the same time.

Lin Yi didn't expect that there was someone who could speak for him, so he was taken aback.He followed the sound, and saw a boy in black walking towards him in the corner that had been covered by Xu Sibo and others.

"Xu Sibo, the quota is determined by the teacher. If Zhang Mingxuan can't get in, he can only say that his grades are not enough. Don't just listen to others' random words and take it seriously." Yu Yixiu said a few words to Xu Sibo indifferently, He turned around and extended his hand towards Lin Yi, "Hello, I'm Yu Yixiu."

The boy's clean and tidy expression seemed to be a leader, Lin Yi just nodded slightly, and touched him politely, "Lin Yi."

"Okay, we are all students in the same class, and there is no need to fight among ourselves for the sake of others. Besides, Xu Sibo is just a little impulsive. He has always had this character. I hope you can understand it." Yu Yixiu said There was no problem with the words, but it still made Lin Yi feel a gap.

"Brother, I just showed it to you on purpose." The little curly-haired man didn't appear, but the cheap voice came as promised, "Students in class one, he's just trying to scare you."

The crackling sound of potato chips echoed in the boy's mind along with Lin'er's intentionally raised voice, and Lin'er was so excited that he almost said the word 'beat' out of his mouth.

"Why do you want to see me slap my face so much recently?" Lin Yi chuckled lightly, ignored Lin Er's booing at all, nodded slightly to Yu Yixiu who was opposite with a friendly gesture, and sat down again.

The young man smoothed out the book that had been pressed by Xu Sibo just now, and sank into it again, reading the book.

This leisurely look not only made the big boy who was threatening him a little ugly, even Yu Yixiu, who came to persuade him to fight, couldn't help but darken a little.

"Okay, since everyone has come, we are ready to start class. Let me introduce first, I am your teacher and senior, my surname is Bian, Bian Simiao."

It didn't take long to embarrass a few people. Soon, the teacher of the first class came to the classroom. He didn't seem to care about the number of people present. He just casually glanced at the students who were scattered among the many seats. The lesson plans I just printed were sent out one by one.

"Two 10 minutes, write the questions." Teacher Bian didn't talk too much. He gave an order, ignored the students below, and started to scribble on the test paper on his own.

The newly printed paper was still suffused with ink that hadn't dried up. Lin Yi silently took the test paper from the teacher's hand, shook it lightly, and wrote his name stroke by stroke on the test paper.

"According to the signaling hypothesis, what is wrong is..."

The difficulty of the test papers is very similar to that in the virtual classroom. The difficulty is first easy and then difficult. Most of them are a summary of knowledge accumulated from various channels on weekdays. For Lam Yi, this difficulty is generally acceptable.

Just don't know what other people think.

The boy had no time to take into account the fancy performances of his classmates who were scratching their heads and scratching their heads. He wrote down his answer after careful consideration on the paper without slowing down.

10 minutes passed quickly.It was obviously only half exposed before the glow, but after the test papers were completely completed, the sky was already dark.

Under the irradiance of incandescent lights one after another, Bian Simiao had to put away his dangling fan in a 'crack--', "Okay, time is up, let's hand it in."

Amidst the wailing, Lin Yi checked his filled test paper expressionlessly, and handed it over to this strange teacher who looked at him carefully with a deep smile.

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"Your grades in this class are not very satisfactory." Unexpectedly, after brushing and correcting the test papers which are all multiple-choice questions, Teacher Bian looked regretfully at the more than 20 students who were doing it. "There is only one thing that is true. According to your level, there are not many people who can enter the national award." He did not hide the disappointment in his eyes at all, and revealed the cruel fact to the students in front of him.

"Don't think that biology competitions are just for mixed scores." Bian Simiao saw through the emotions in the eyes of many students in Class [-], and snorted coldly, "Competition competition, since everyone calls it a competition, why should I give you a prize?" Woolen cloth?"

"Okay, don't talk so much, let's talk about these topics first." The chubby middle-aged man on the podium seemed unwilling to talk about this matter. He looked down at the test paper in his hand. Read out one by one.

"Xu Sibo, 62."

"Yu Yixiu, 82."

"Sun Xiaoluan, 76."

"Lian Qi, 66."

……

Several scores of [-] to [-] points came out in a row, making the students who could easily reach the [-]th line in these exams look up. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they had a certain psychological grasp of the low scores, the enthusiasm for studying The pride is getting stronger, but everyone still can't lift it up.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard an unexpected name.

"Yi Lam, 100." Bian Simiao flipped through his test paper, and his eyes seemed to be full of interest, "That's right, it's not all a guess!" Xu Sibo's yin and yang strangeness learned through with a smile.

Lin Yi repeatedly suspected that the teacher was possessed by Lin Er. He walked up to the podium and took his test paper full of red ticks, "Of course not." The young man shook his head without explaining too much, and walked back to his seat.

Different from when he first arrived, during this short return trip, Lin Yi felt full of attention from all directions. He calmly looked at the hottest touch, only to see that the big man who was still cynical and sarcastic just now was already lying on the bed. On the table, there was an attitude of self-indulgence, ignoring the voice of the teacher above.

"Student Lin Yi, please answer this question." In the following time, Bian Simiao's attitude towards Lin Yi seemed to be very special. While teaching, he did not forget to point to boys from time to time. name to answer the question.

One problem after another was solved by the young man, Bian Simiao's eyes lit up more and more.

Finally, after a genetic problem, the always clean blackboard had its moment of use.

"Come on, Edward Lam, come and answer this question for everyone."

The gentle voice and the little curly-haired chuckle sounded at the same time. Lin Yi put down his hands, sighed, and walked up to the podium under everyone's gaze.

"First of all, from the genetic map, it can be seen that the father is a recessive gene, while the mother is a dominant gene..."

Juanxiu's chalk handwriting stayed on the dark green plane with the friction between the powder and the blackboard, and Lin Yi's clean and neat thoughts gradually surfaced with his step-by-step explanation.

"So we can conclude that the answer to this question is C, and the daughter in the fifth generation is the dominant gene."

The boy put down the chalk, and the cold system sound rang in his mind.

[The host inspires and completes the task of this month, a small test: gain a firm foothold in the Olympiad class. 20 knowledge points have been issued. 】