Ba is always my career fan [entertainment]

Yang Li's star aura lasted only four to ten minutes in the morning reading class before he was ruthlessly beaten back to his original form by the math teacher.

"The sixth solid geometry question, Yang Li, what do you think should be chosen?"

Holding the test paper at the same table, Yang Li stood up and stared at the four options back and forth several times.According to the teacher's explanation of ideas, he hesitated to answer, "b?"

"Very good, student Yang Li provided another typical wrong answer for everyone." The math teacher drew a circle on the blackboard to highlight the key points, and reminded, "Option b is obvious, and it is a trap laid by the person who wrote the question. Students who have not transformed the formula at this step will definitely fall into the pit."

"Hahahahaha, as expected of Yang Li, he will never learn how to change formulas."

"Familiar painting style, don't worry, Yang Li is still the Yang Li I know!"

In the three years of high school, Yang Li has become used to being scouted out by the math teacher as a negative teaching material for other students to overcome obstacles.

He pushed down his glasses helplessly, and realized with frustration that even though he wrote a whole box of math workbooks, he was still far away from the passing mark.

Congenital mathematical thinking defects, as expected, cannot be made up by hard work.

The math teacher wrote down the correct solution, put down the triangular ruler and looked at Yang Li, "I watched your talent show. During the finals, you said you wanted to pass the math test, right?"

"Teacher, it's not just the finals, I want to pass the exam every day." Yang Li put down the test paper, his eyes were full of sincerity, "Actually, I really like mathematics!"

It's a pity that Mathematics doesn't like him. Over the years, the relationship between Yang Li and Mathematics has always been a sadomasochistic single arrow in capital letters and bold.

Its humble level of posting makes those who hear it bitter and those who hear it cry.

"I have been your mathematics teacher for three years, so I must know that you like mathematics. But..." Feelings cannot be forced, and he has already tried his best to make mathematics follow Yang Li.

But mathematics has its own ideas, the teacher sighed leisurely.

"You are now our school's signature. The school leaders attach great importance to this and asked me to raise your math score to above 90 before the college entrance examination." The math teacher received the death task and was almost ready to draft a resignation letter.

Thinking of Yang Li being an obedient and good boy, he reluctantly decided to become a living horse doctor.

"I'll work hard!" Yang Li clenched his fists and said, "I'm sure I can!"

"Ah Qi, I will pay you fifty cents to bet that you will pass." Feng Er was very loyal and went all out for his brother.

"Hahahaha! Then I fail the bet, ten yuan."

"I'll pay five yuan."

"You guys are going too far, what does Yang Li think about the one-sided bet?" After he finished speaking, he added softly, "If you really want to bet, remember to bring me, I'll bet all my pants!"

"Ah, what a touching classmate relationship..." Yang Li was ridiculed by his classmates, and his newly built self-confidence was on the verge of collapse.

The math teacher couldn't listen anymore, and slapped the two desks hard, "It's class, please be quiet! Students should be united and friendly, and it is wrong to discriminate against Yang Li."

"Teacher?" Discrimination has been used, are you sure you are helping me?

The math teacher didn't realize what was wrong, so he turned to Yang Li and said, "Well, I'll send you the second-mode test questions later, and you go home and do it yourself. I haven't come to school for so long, I have to know what you are doing now. What level is it?"

I just want to know how bad he is now?

Yang Li understood the deep meaning in his words, and replied pitifully, "Okay, thank you teacher."

As soon as the bell rang for the mathematics class, the students in the class gathered around Yang Li, gossiping and asking him about the show.

"I heard that there are cameras following me when I take a bath and sleep, is it true?"

"There is no camera in the bathroom, but I can take pictures when I sleep." Yang Li has a gentle temper, answering every question perfectly satisfies their curiosity, "I use post-it notes to stick the fixed camera on every day before going to bed."

"Have you seen the first six? Aren't they handsome in person!"

The first one was the guest performer in the final of "For You". Yang Li leaned on the edge of the back table and thought for a while, then shook his head and replied, "The time is different. I only saw Brother Vigo up close. He is very handsome."

"Vigo is my male god, he must be handsome!" The first national men's group has many fans in high school.

Yang Li's attitude towards his classmates remains the same, and it hasn't changed at all because of being on the show.

The estrangement between everyone and him was eliminated, and all kinds of jokes came out, laughing and joking to pass the spare time.

"Yang Li, in order to canvass for you, my Moments were blocked by my dad. You must sign me today!"

"What's the big deal about blocking? I went to the toilet to cast, and my phone fell into the toilet. What did I say?"

"When I mentioned voting, I got angry! Yang Li voted less and less, which made me unable to sleep in the middle of the night, and my heart was full of panic."

"Trash program! Mistake me, Yang Li! You don't know, our class originally made an appointment, and we collectively skipped class to blow up the program group!"

"When will it explode? Bring me one!" Yang Li raised his hand, demanding to join the collective team.

The topic immediately turned to '99 ways to blow up the program group', until the deafening bell rang, and the students returned to their seats full of enthusiasm.

"Hey, I'll treat you guys to snacks when the exercises between classes are over." Yang Li said in a low voice.

Someone asking for snacks is undoubtedly the happiest thing in the class.

Everyone chatted excitedly to convey news to each other, leaving the head teacher who walked into the classroom alone.

"Cough, cough!" The homeroom teacher coughed twice to attract everyone's attention.

The whole class quickly quieted down and sat down properly.

"You have to look like you're in class in class. If you're happy, save it for discussion after class. And..." the class teacher finished with a straight face, and his eyes fell on Yang Li, "The substitute teachers of all subjects voted for you, When asking for snacks, don't miss out."

"Okay." Yang Li responded obediently.