Chapter 128 The ninth bowl of soup (4)
The English teacher gave memorization of the text assigned yesterday. The English teacher drew more than a dozen students, but none of them could memorize it. Although it was in Class Z, if the students here were placed in ordinary schools, it was also top-notch. However, the knowledge taught here is far more than the content stipulated by the Ministry of Education. The students in Class Z... are really bad compared to the class in the preceding class.
It can be said that they were discriminated against in this school. They have not had good family backgrounds and have bad grades. They are people living at the bottom of the pyramid.
Just when the English teacher was so angry that he wanted to lose his temper, he raised his hand from behind.
The person raising his hands has a very standard posture, with his five fingers slender, and the sleeves of the school uniform slide down, revealing a piece of white wrist.
The English teacher was stunned for a moment and found that the student who raised his hand was completely unaware of it. He pointed at the other party and said, "You, yes, it's you, what's the matter?" His expression was not very good, because the average grades sitting behind him were not good. The girl thought she either had to go to the bathroom or made a report, so the teacher's attitude was not good.
Qinghuan said: "Endorsement."
These two words are cold and cold. All the students looked back at each other. They saw a petite and thin girl standing in her seat, with a cold expression and expressionless face, but her eyes were full of firmness and confidence.
The English teacher obviously didn't expect that this would be the answer. He hesitated for a moment and said, "How do you?"
Qinghuan did not answer, but began to recite the book. As soon as she spoke, everyone was shocked by her fluent and standard spoken language! From beginning to end, there was no mistake, no pause, and even the tone was just right! Even the English teacher dared not say that he could recite it so well!
When was there such a powerful student in the class? Why didn’t he know?! The English teacher smiled and waved his hands repeatedly: "Please sit, please sit, it's very good!"
There is no teacher who doesn’t like students who work hard. They are always patient and joyful to students with a positive attitude towards learning. Although they used to call this... Well, Hao Xiaoyan’s students, but from now on, he remembers her! "You learn from Hao Xiaoyan! I have already explained the grammar in detail yesterday and wrote it for you, right here on the blackboard!" Seeing other confused students, he couldn’t help but get angry. "If you can’t memorize it, copy it now! Copy it quickly!"
Qinghuan naturally didn't need to copy it. The corners of her mouth raised slightly because she heard Mo Ze's prompt that the progress was 1, and the current was -14. Of course, the plan for the development of a beautiful girl was also 1. Qinghuan looked at her hands without any trace, well... the hands that were rough in their skin because of their long years of doing rough work seem to have become a little white?
She has no other thoughts now, so she wants to increase the progress of the God of Learning to a positive number... Every time she hears Mo Zenian's negative number, she feels a vague pain... Uh, I forgot that I'm already gone ==
After class, Qinghuan turned a blind eye to the curious eyes of the classmates in the class. Most of these people had never bullied her - they just watched, sympathized with and pity, and were also glad that they were not the ones who were bullied. This is sadness.
She always remembers that she is taking the freezing route and persists for a hundred years without wavering.
The first class was a mathematics class. Maybe I heard about Qinghuan in the office. When a question was copied on the blackboard and I didn’t even write it out after calling seven or eight students. I hung them all on them. The bald math teacher called Qinghuan and asked the students hanging on the blackboard to get off and stand.
Qinghuan frowned and walked up. She... was not very good at math. She was silent for a few seconds while pinching the chalk. She started writing before the math teacher was about to get angry. She brushed a few times, and the speed was fast and her thinking was clear. The most important thing was that the answer was correct.
[Master, are I very powerful? As long as you don’t know, I can pass the answer to you immediately. You just need to copy it! Of course, the price is that the completion level of the God of Learning is a little harder, unless you really know it...] The last sentence said in a daze that even Mo Ze felt that he was a little owed.
Anyway, this is not the first time I have been cheated by this guy. Qinghuan was very calm, put the chalk and turned back to his seat.
In the next class, she was forced to enjoy the attention of her classmates and the math teacher's excitement when she saw her bones. The questions he gave were beyond the syllabus. Not to mention Class Z, even Class H might not be able to do it. As a result, this girl could do it! Could it be that he would also teach a genius student? No matter what, even if he could enter the top 100 years, he would be proud!
The math in Class Z is at the end of the crane every semester. The first in the class can't even squeeze in the first thousand. He doesn't know how long he has been ridiculed! His level is obviously not bad, so why are students not as good as others!
In the second Chinese class, Qinghuan was ready to be picked up by the head teacher's Chinese teacher to recite a dying classical Chinese article. To be honest, this is really a piece of cake. She loves chess, calligraphy and painting, and especially poetry and ancient essays. This book is something she is familiar with. When she was alive, she was also a famous talented woman, and she even wrote small calligraphy with her hair. She has been to so many worlds and has never stopped studying. How could a junior high school teacher catch up with her level?
When the word "one hand" was written on the blackboard, everyone was shocked! Qinghuan herself was very calm. She was not afraid of being exposed. The Hao family just wanted to exploit her and bully her, and didn't care about her studies at all. She was always in a ghost state in school, and she had not had the final exam in the first semester. Who knows what level she is!
So on this morning, Qinghuan successfully rose to -14 to -5, and she was still 5 o'clock before reaching the positive number. She was so happy.
Because she had no money, Cen Ning had to go back to Hao's house for lunch every day, and also helped to cook. Mrs. Hao even quit her aunt and asked Cen Ning to do all the housework. But this time Qinghuan had left the Hao family - she was not stupid. Except for the weak world at the beginning, no one dared to make ground on her!
When they go home at noon, they cook their own lunch and take care of Ji Guang and Xiao Hei. The two little guys are happy to play at home. Although they don’t eat cat food, they like to tease cat sticks and dogs to bite glue... They also say that they are not cats and dogs, they are obviously the same attribute, they like to act coquettishly and are greedy.
Chapter completed!