After the scumbag was reborn, the cabbage in the next class was arched [System]

The dean roared, and the whole building shook three times.

Qi Yunzhou was waiting for the word "roll".

As soon as the word "Get out" came out, he slipped away, and when Fan Qingyuan realized that he wanted to educate this villain again, there was only a white wall of air left where Qi Yunzhou was standing.

Fan Qingyuan: "..."

"Forget it, don't care about that kid, let's talk about you first."

Suppressing the old blood in his throat, he turned his gaze to Gu Yan: "I've already read the application form, but it's related to your high school life for the next two years. Have you really considered it?"

Gu Yan was still looking at the direction Qi Yunzhou left, until the boy's figure rounded the corner and could no longer be seen, then he slowly turned his gaze back: "I'm going to be responsible for that."

"It's not your fault." Fan Qingyuan looked at his most proud student with distressed eyes, "It's because they deceived others too much!"

Gu Yan didn't speak, he just looked at Fan Qingyuan quietly, with a hint of persistence flashing in his dark eyes.

"Well, this matter is also because the teacher didn't uphold justice for you."

After being defeated under Gu Yan's gaze, Fan Qingyuan sighed, "But think about it, with your strength, no matter which class you are in, you can still take the first place."

And Jiang Liguo will also start to take care of that head teacher, Fan Qingyuan said in his heart.

As for Jiang Liguo, although he is a little more casual and free-spirited, his teaching ability is nothing to speak of.

Thinking of this, Fan Qingyuan finally picked up a black pen and slowly ticked the consent box on the application form.

"Thank you."

Qi Yunzhou didn't know anything about what happened in the office.

Under Fan Qingyuan's furious roar, he immediately rolled back to the arms of his high school class 21.

Like a bird returning home.

Returning to work coincided with collecting homework, and there was a lot of twitter.

"Do you want to write this page of the exercise book?!"

"You didn't do it?"

"..."

"Then you are dead, the teacher will check in class."

"What the hell, don't hurry up and get your homework over, I need help!"

"Is this the proper attitude for you to ask for help?"

"Dad, I was wrong."

Qi Yunzhou grabbed a piece of information paper lying on his desk, and looked at all this with some confusion.

Teenagers in blue and white school uniforms came and went, walking through this familiar yet unfamiliar classroom.

From time to time, a string of silver bell-like laughter was left behind.

"Brother Qi, Lao Fan put you back so soon?"

The two teenagers who were talking noticed Qi Yunzhou's gaze, and looked back at him in unison.

Qi Yunzhou thought about it for a while. Among the two, the plump one was Zhou Zhi, and the shiny black one was He Fei. He was a loyal comrade-in-arms of his death squad at the tail end of the high school crane.

Just as Qi Yunzhou wanted to say hello, Zhou Zhi noticed that he had been looking at the documents in his hand, and his voice trembled: "Brother, did Lao Fan give you some ecstasy soup? What the hell is it like to read the documents early in the morning."

Zhou Zhi felt dazzled, what kind of character is he, brother Qi: thanks to Fan Qingyuan's care for many years, his mind is as strong as iron.

A typical dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, the hotter you are, the more wavy it will be.

And these school bullies and scumbags are now looking at the information?

Qi Yunzhou, who was annoyed by a bunch of definitions on the information: "..."

"I'll give you ten seconds to reorganize the language."

"Brother Qi, you look very handsome looking at the questions, are you planning to become a blockbuster in the next math test?" He Fei immediately spoke for Zhou Zhi.

"Math test later?" Qi Yunzhou grasped the key points in He Fei's words.

"Yes, I don't know who the second grade math teacher in our class is. Old Yu, the temporary substitute, knows about the exam as soon as he is in class." Zhou Zhi continued in despair: "When the grades come out, my mother will definitely fry my husband and then boil the hot pot again." .”

"Mom, mom still loves you."

Speaking of the title "Mom", the expression on Qi Yunzhou's face became softer, noticing Zhou Zhi's fat face with renewed hope, he continued to add.

"Your mother can at most knock off a layer of your skin."

Zhou Zhi: ... Brother Qi's mouth is poisonous.

Qi Yunzhou lowered his eyes, compared to his friend's loveless life, he was quite looking forward to the math test.

After all, after he dropped out of high school in the second year of high school, he never felt the gentle touch of the self-examination king again.

"Ding, mathematics has abused me thousands of times, and I still treat it like first love! The first small task is started."

The sound of the system suddenly sounded.

"Please ask the host to complete the math test in the next class and get a score of [-] or more."

thirty marks?

Qi Yunzhou's eyes were subtle.

Although he is bad, even though his test papers are always full of red crosses!

But he is the one who gets all the cpas.

Isn't it easy to get 150 points for a [-]-point paper?

This kind of thinking is only maintained until the moment when the ghost's math roll is hot.

Qi Yunzhou looked at the test paper, and he understood every word on the paper separately, but when they were combined together, he began to dance wildly in the blind spots of his knowledge.

For example——

It is known that the focus of the parabola y=2pr (p>0) is F, the directrix is ​​l, A and B are two moving points on the parabola, and satisfy ∠AFB=120°, let the midpoint M of the line segment AB be at l The projection on is N, what is the maximum value of MN?

Qi Yunzhou: "..."

Learning to give up a virtue, he looked at the next question:

The function f(x) is an odd function defined on R, its image is symmetrical about the line x=1, and f(x)=x(0<>

What the hell range of values?

Qi Yunzhou's hand holding the pen began to tremble slightly. At this moment, he felt that thirty minutes was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Mathematics is indeed the nightmare that will never go away in the heart of every scumbag. I haven't seen him for many years, and I still play him in the applause.

"Host, look at the question more and then think about the intention, think about the intention of the questioner!"

In the mind, the system sees that Qi Yunzhou has been slow to write, and the whole ball starts to spin around in a hurry.

The questioner's intention?

Qi Yunzhou's eyes were numb, "What intentions can the person who wrote the question have? It can only be that he wants to kill me. There are always people who want to harm me!"

system:"……"

The system spat out a mouthful of old blood, and the voice trembled: "Then think about your own thoughts."

"Three long and one short, choose the shortest?"

System: "...you think about it again."

Yes, think about it again, the host should still be saved.

The system encouraged itself, and in the next second, Qi Yunzhou's light words floated into its ears.

"If two are long and two are short, choose B. If they are the same length and short, choose A. If they are different in length, choose D. If they are uneven, C is invincible."

Click, it was the sound of the whole ball bursting from the inside.

The system's eyes turned dark, and he felt that his career was about to end.

Is it still too late to change the host?

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Seeing that the little blue ball had shrunk into a thin blue mushroom, Qi Yunzhou stopped molesting the system, and turned his attention back to the paper.

But there is only so much ink in his stomach, even if he has ten words and one row, mainly copying, supplemented by Mongolian, the most sure answer is only the name written on the side column.

The classroom was very quiet, and Qi Yunzhou felt his heart beating loudly. Accompanied by the beating of his heart, the pens of the surrounding students fell on the test paper, making rustling sounds.

"There is still one hour before the end of the exam. Students who haven't done the big questions should hurry up."

Qi Yunzhou put down his pen and chose to fill in the blanks, he had already finished his answer.

The big question, the big question let him think of a flower, but he just barely wrote a proof.

Looking at the glaring blanks on the paper, for some reason, Qi Yunzhou's brain became a little empty.

"Master, what's wrong with you, Master?" A system voice came from afar.

It was as if the consciousness was pulled into the water, and when he woke up again, what caught his eyes was a piece of fresh green.

The sun shines through the cracks in the leaves of the camphor tree in front of him, illuminating the scene around him, and he sees his home.

The gentle green enveloped the old house, and he stood under the shade of the trees, listening to the chirping of summer cicadas.

A child clutched the corner of his clothes, his small face was cold, with a sharp sense of beauty.

"Zhouzhou, will you leave me?" the child said softly, with a faint persistence.

"You're the only thing I have."

Is this dream still coherent?

Playing a serial drama this is?

He wanted to see the child's face clearly, but a harsh bell for the end of get out of class rang in his ears, and everything around him turned into light spots and moved away from him, like water that couldn't be held by his fingertips.

wake up.

"Hey, wake up and hand in the paper!" Cheng Liang, the school committee member, patted Qi Yunzhou on the head.

"I'm asleep?"

Qi Yunzhou sat up in a daze, forgot something important in his trance.

My heart is like a hole, it doesn't hurt, but it's empty.

"Oh, host, you dreamed of donuts, the hole in the middle is for sweetheart."

The sound of the system sounded faintly.

Obviously bitter.

Just as Qi Yunzhou was about to refute, he saw Chen Liang roll his eyes angrily.

But when the academic committee caught a glimpse of the well-regulated answer box on Qi Yunzhou's paper, they were surprised and raised their eyebrows: "You won't be a monster this time?"

"What kind of demon?"

"Draw a kneeling villain in the answer box and write kneeling and begging for zero points or something."

Qi Yunzhou: "..."

Please forget that past me, thank you.

As Chen Liang collected all the papers, various noisy voices sounded, and the classroom instantly turned into a vegetable market in Huaguoshan.

"Almost didn't finish writing again."

"Isn't it? The last question of the single choice this time is particularly perverted. Fortunately, I figured it out at the last moment. Choose b for that question, right?"

"...choose c."

"?"

You forgot to change units. "

"Depend on!"

Other people's voices were buzzing in my ears. On the seat, Qi Yunzhou's slender fingers rubbed against the table unconsciously: "Am I thirty?"

"32 points." The system reported a number for the mission: "According to your level, this score is neither good nor bad."

"Yeah," Qi Yunzhou read the score with a headache, "it's like a slap on my face by the teacher who gave me the test, neither light nor heavy."

system:"……"

It seems that the host's psychology was deeply influenced by himself during this period.

The 17-year-old host is unexpectedly lively compared to the person who was too calm when he first met.

"But who will teach us math when Lao Yu is gone?" Qi Yunzhou suddenly remembered the matter of changing his math teacher.

He Fei, who was about to collapse after the exam, said, "I think it should be called Jiang Liguo."

He Fei thought: "Brother Qi, do you know this teacher? How is he?"

Qi Yun has a strange expression on his face, he must have forgotten about the high school incident, and he really knows about Jiang Liguo.

In his previous life, Jiang Liguo was known as the soul seducer of Chongyang No. [-] Middle School, and when he came up with a paper title, he was a thief of the underworld.

Once he added a few more sinister traps between the questions, and the students of all grades fell off the horse collectively. When they walked out of the examination room, their expressions seemed to be seduced.

It is said that Fan Qingyuan was drinking tea when he turned on the computer to check his grades.

Seeing the number of people who failed, he rolled his eyes and spit out a sip of tea in an instant.

As soon as Qi Yunzhou told the story to the two of them, the expressions of the buddies almost cracked.

"He is a good teacher." The expressions of the two were so sad that Qi Yunzhou couldn't help but comfort him.

It's okay not to say these words, but as soon as these words came out, He Fei staggered, and Zhou Zhi also looked at Qi Yunzhou with eyes that looked crazy.

Jiang Liguo had a lot of homework and was strictly supervised. If he had a problem, it would be a crime in the underworld.

But he is a good teacher.

Brother Qi's logic is touching.

The author has something to say:

Real experience of underworld questions and begging for zero points.

Samoyed tearfully begged to collect and hook up, I saved more than [-] manuscripts, and the fake products are particularly good!