shut up you bitch

Of course, Hao Siwen was not alone in thinking so.

Boss Jiang's operation is too coquettish, completely contrary to his character design, which makes the fathers and folks in Class [-] feel very overwhelmed.

is not that right?

At that time, they got up with one heart and one mind just to make the dean help them. After all, the saying goes... Three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, and there are so many capable people in their eighth class, are they afraid of just getting up? The foundation is not stable?

nonexistent.

unless……

The teammates jumped into the pit by themselves.

Thinking of this, the students are extremely distressed.

Even Zhang Lei, who has been addicted to games for a long time, has joined the brigade.

I saw him dragging a chair from the opposite side, and sat down firmly in front of Jiang Ye. He even crossed his coquettish legs, completely integrating the freedom and ease of the game into life.

Wu Yanzu sighed, raised his eyebrows again, hesitated to speak for a long time, and finally opened his mouth: "No, Jiang Ye... I, I really didn't mean to target you, I just thought I was a few ahead of you Let me explain to you the geographical location of the examination room... the fear of being too cold at heights."

Natural Juan was originally meditating with his chin resting on his seat, but after hearing Wu Yanzu's speech, his whole body came back to his senses: "Zhang Lei, are you sick? Although you are not at the end of the crane, the permanent resident in the penultimate carriage of yours How can the residents have the face to explain that the heights are unbearably cold?"

"Damn it! Li Yang, don't make trouble! My mother...isn't that because I don't work hard!" Wu Yanzu's old face blushed, and he stomped his feet hard to stabilize his pretentious mood, "Jiang Ye, Can you pat your chest and tell me? Tell me you tried?"

Brother Jiang habitually leaned against the wall, his waist slumped as if he had no bones, his dark eyes were full of tiredness, as if his classmate Wu Yanzu was telling him about One Thousand and One Nights.

After about ten seconds of silence, Jiang Ye slowly responded, "I have earned this position through hard work."

This is true, if he didn't work hard to control points, would he be able to keep his ranking in this range?

Zhang Lei: "..."

Zhang Lei: "...Farewell."

Wu Yanzu said that rotten wood cannot be carved, probably because he is not good at learning, anyway, those who still need to work hard to get a few scores in the exam... a bit beyond the standard.

Anyway, he can't take it, so I have to ask someone else to do it!

However, the think tanks in Class 80.00 also expressed their helplessness, because to be honest, Jiang Ye's ranking, even if you only do multiple-choice questions, you can win [-]% of the big questions!

What are you trying to do?What is there to work on?Are you trying to avoid the correct answer?

Who the hell has nothing to do when he's full of food!

But Mr. Jiang is obviously the one who is full.

The students were all frowning, as if they had borrowed a usury loan and couldn't pay a penny back.

It's really... It's hard to save lives!It's hard to save lives!Difficult to go to the blue sky!

However, no matter how difficult it is, no matter how sad it is, there is still a perpetual motion machine in Class Eight that mobilizes emotions.

This perpetual motion machine is Hao Siwen.

His battery is always full, and he can press the switch anytime, anywhere to pour chicken soup on the spot.

He patted the table again, his voice raised several degrees, the volume was so loud that it almost perforated the eardrums of the students.

"No problem! As long as everyone makes suggestions together!" Hao Siwen's forehead bulged with excitement, "Everyone sort out the test sites and typical question types, and we will share resources when the time comes! While helping ourselves to check for omissions and fill in vacancies, we can also Save classmate Jiang Ye in dire straits! Right! Jiang Ye!"

After all, he looked at Jiang Ye with hopeful eyes.

Brother Jiang: "..." Yes, hammer.