For the recitation of the text assigned yesterday, the English teacher selected more than a dozen students, but none of them could recite it. Although it is in Class Z, if the students here are placed in ordinary schools, they are also top-notch. However, the knowledge taught here far exceeds the content stipulated by the Ministry of Education. The students in Class Z... Compared with the previous class, they are really The ones that were too bad.
It can be said that they are discriminated against in this school. The family background is not good enough, and the grades are not good enough. They belong to the people who live at the bottom of the pyramid.
Just when the English teacher was so angry that he wanted to lose his temper, a small hand was raised from behind.
The person who raised his hand had a standard posture, with slender fingers, and the sleeves of the school uniform slipped off, revealing a white wrist.
The English teacher was stunned for a moment, and found that the student who raised his hand didn't know him at all. 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 general grades sitting behind were not very good. The attitude is not good.
Qing Huan said: "Endorsement."
These two words were said in a clear and cold manner, and all the students turned their heads to look at the past in unison. I saw a petite and thin girl standing in her seat, her expression was cold and expressionless, but her eyes were full of firmness and confidence.
The English teacher obviously didn't expect this answer. He hesitated for a while and said, "You will?"
Qing Huan didn't answer, but began to endorse. As soon as she spoke, everyone was stunned by her fluent and standard spoken language! From the beginning to the end, there is no mistake, no pause, and even the tone of voice is just right! Even the English teacher himself dare not say that he can 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 again and again: "Please sit down, please sit down, very good!"
There is no teacher who does not like hardworking students. They are always full of patience and joy towards students who have a good learning attitude. Although he didn't have much impression of this student named... Well, Hao Xiaoyan, but from now on, he will remember her! "You learn from Hao Xiaoyan! I have explained the grammar of this article in detail yesterday, and I wrote it out for you, right here on the blackboard!" Seeing other confused students, he couldn't help but angry. "If you don't know how to recite it, copy it to me now! Copy it quickly!"
Qing Huan naturally didn't need to copy, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, because she heard Mo Ze reminded that the progress was 1, and the current level is -14, and of course the beautiful girl development plan is also 1. Qing Huan looked at her hands indiscriminately, um... the hands with rough skin due to years of rough work, seemed a little whiter
She has no other ideas now, she just wants to quickly increase the progress of the god of learning to a positive number... Every time she hears Moze reading a negative number, she feels a faint pain in the egg... Uh, I forgot that I am dead already ==
After class, Qing Huan turned a blind eye to the curious eyes of her classmates. Among these people, most of them have never bullied her - they just watched, sympathized with pity, and at the same time were glad that they were not the ones being bullied. This is sorrow.
She always bears in mind that she is taking the cold route and persists for a hundred years without wavering.
The first class was math class, probably because I heard about Qing Huan in the office, when a topic was copied on the blackboard, and seven or eight students didn't even write it out, and they all hung up on it, the beer belly bald The math teacher called Qing Huan, and told the students hanging on the blackboard to get off and stand.
Qing Huan walked up frowning, she...is not very good at mathematics. Holding the chalk in silence for a few seconds, just before the math teacher was about to get angry, she started to write. After a few swipes, the speed is fast, the thinking is clear, and the most important thing is that the answer is correct.
[Master, master, am I very powerful? As long as you don't know it, I can pass the answer to you immediately, you just need to copy it! Of course, the price is that it will be more difficult to complete the learning god, unless you really know it...] The last sentence said dully, and even Moze himself felt a little underwhelmed.
Anyway, it wasn't the first time she was tricked by this guy, Qing Huan was very calm, put the chalk away, turned and returned to her seat.
In the next class, she was forced to enjoy the attention of her classmates and the eyes of the math teacher who were as excited as seeing bones. The questions he asked were beyond the outline, not to mention class Z, even class H might not be able to do it, but this girl was able to do it! Could it be that! Is he going to teach a genius student too! If you don't ask for anything else, even if he can enter the top 100 in the grade, he will be proud!
The mathematics of class Z is at the bottom of every semester, and the first in the class can't even get in the top 1000. He doesn't know how long he has been laughed at! Obviously my own level is not bad, how come the students are not as good as others!
In the Chinese class of the second quarter, Qing Huan was ready to be picked up by the head teacher and the Chinese teacher to recite a long and deadly classical Chinese essay. To be honest, this is really a piece of cake. She loves piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially ancient poetry and prose. This is what she knows by heart. lower case. Having been to so many worlds and never stopping learning, the level is beyond the reach of a mere junior high school teacher.
When that handwriting was written on the blackboard, everyone was shocked! Qing Huan herself is very calm, she is not afraid of being exposed at all. The Hao family only wanted to oppress her and bully her, they didn't care about her studies at all, and she was always in a ghost state at school, and there was no final exam in the first semester, who knew what level she was!
So this morning, Qing Huan successfully raised the number from -14 to -5, and it was only 5 o'clock to reach the positive number. She was so happy.
Because he had no money, Cen Ning used to go back to Hao's house for dinner every day, and at the same time, he had to help with the cooking. Mrs. Hao even quit her aunt, and let Cen Ning do all the housework. But this time Qing Huan has already left the Hao family—she is not stupid, except for the first few worlds where she is weak and has no advantage at all, no one has ever dared to break ground on her head!
I go home at noon and cook my own lunch, and I have to take care of Ji Guang and Xiao Hei. The two little guys play happily at home. Although they don't eat cat food and dog food, they like to tease cat sticks and dog chews... He also said that they are not cats or dogs, they are all of the same attribute, they are coquettish and greedy. It was Hao Meng's second follower, Qing Huan didn't bother to remember their names, one was long and thin and the other was short, their eyes were full of malice.
At that time, Qing Huan was doing math problems. When she was the president, she didn't need to calculate these things. She just had to make decisions. Qing Huan herself had always been obsessed with books, and didn't put her mind on physics at all. It can be said that apart from the most basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, mathematics is like a paste to Qing Huan.
But not anymore.
She thinks mathematics is very interesting, fun and full of endless mysteries! It's a pity that the book in her hand is not deep enough. If she has the opportunity and conditions, she can learn it more thoroughly!
Mo Ze watched his master discover another hobby and sighed, Master, the most important task of learning a god is name, name, name! Don't go astray again, okay? Thinking about how pitiful I am as a system, it's okay to beg my master to do tasks, her old man simply plays as she pleases, and never plays cards according to the rules! In the world of the female ghost Yuan'er, she obviously wanted to be np, but she turned around and left willfully, and she didn't play the main quest! All kinds of willfulness, even saying that he has a childlike heart...
Because she was immersed in the magic of mathematics, when someone kicked her desk and caused a stack of books and pencil cases on the desk to fall to the ground, Qing Huan narrowed her eyes and looked up, not even a long and thin one. Donggua stood in front of her table, the two of them were tall and round, blocking her sunlight.
I didn't expect to be stunned by Qing Huan's eyes, Slender Tiao and Short Winter Melon glanced at each other, then slammed Qing Huan's table: "Little bitch, where have you been?!"
Qing Huan looked at them and ignored them.
"I'm asking you something!" Slender Tiao seemed very irritable, pointing directly at Qing Huan's nose and questioning: "Are you deaf?!"
Qing Huan unceremoniously grabbed the math book and waved it at the slender paw, saying calmly: "Hao Meng's running dog, don't talk to me."
Slender Tiaotiao gasped in pain, of course, Qing Huan's strength is great and skillful, she is only in slight pain now, and the more painful pain is yet to come. Dwarf Winter Melon was angry: "Who are you calling a running dog? Say it again!"
Qing Huan raised her eyelids, glanced at them lazily and indifferently, and said lightly, "A lackey."
As soon as the word came out, everyone was in an uproar. She really dared to say it! Immediately, the two of them wanted to have a good time like crazy, they were used to being domineering, the real young master and lady looked down on their petty troubles, and never bothered to pay attention to them, they really thought they could leave this school sideways.
The students in Class Z still just watched and didn't speak, they gave up a space enough for Slender Bar and Short Winter Melon to display their skills. Qing Huan felt the sadness and helplessness coming from deep in her heart, and she felt unspeakably uncomfortable. Yes, I have always hoped to get along with my classmates in harmony, but usually they ignore her, and they will not lend a helping hand to her at critical moments.
They will always just stand by and watch.
But if they don't fight, don't resist, if they bully Cen Ning today, won't they bully themselves in the future? It's really difficult for them to steal half a day and read so many sage books since they were young.
It's really strange to say that they study ancient prose, recite ancient poems, wear retro-style clothes, and imitate the arty style of the ancients, but they don't learn the style of the ancients. Thinking about it, Qing Huan grabbed a broom in the health corner, alas, her image... people usually use elegant and beautiful weapons, such as swords, white silk, bells, etc., but she uses a broom...
sad.