Zhang San grinned, and the exaggerated smile directly split half of his face: "I am a poor student, class monitor, please help me."
[Class Monitor Rules]Article 2.
[The monitor should be willing to help classmates. When a classmate's request is beyond the monitor's scope of help, the monitor can report the matter to the head teacher, who will resolve it.]
"Okay, I will write down your reasons and report them to the class teacher." Su Qingyu lowered his head and wrote a string of small words behind Zhang San's name.
The smile on Zhang San's face disappeared instantly, the corners of his lips drooped, he sat back in his seat, staring at Su Qingyu.
"Li Si." Su Qingyu continued to call out names without being affected at all.
Li Si obediently walked to the side of the platform, took out the wet 20-yuan paper money from his mouth and placed it on the table.
Before leaving, Li Si took a look at Su Qingyu's notebook and made a strange "clicking" sound from his mouth.
Su Qingyu put a tick behind Li Si's name.
"Wang Wu."
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As more and more people arrived in the class, Su Qingyu's class fees became less and less.
Except for Zhang San at the beginning, all the other weird students paid 20 ghost coins as class fee.
There were six trial participants left, and they all said they had no money.
One of them, named Wu Chao, said to Su Qingyu in a provocative manner: "The monitor of the class next door has to beg his classmates to collect the class fees. With your attitude, you will definitely not be able to collect all the class fees.
There is still some time before school is over, why don't we find a secluded place in the school and talk about the class fee payment alone after the first class, hehe."
"No need." Sometimes human hearts are more complicated than weird.
After Su Qingyu wrote down the reasons behind their names, he took out paper money for the dead and used it to pay off the class fees.
The afternoon classes are Chinese, mathematics, chemistry, and chemistry.
In the Chinese class, the Chinese teacher wore black-framed glasses and explained the course in an elegant and natural manner.
During the class, the Chinese teacher frequently took care of Su Qingyu, asked her to stand up and answer questions many times, and even praised her generously after she answered the questions.
"Classmates, you must follow Su Qingyu's example and perform well. Only if you are good enough and get high enough credits, will Class 3-1 continue to exist."
The Chinese teacher's words are meaningful.
In the math class, the math teacher taught completely different knowledge points from the morning. The content was jumpy and confusing. Even people who were good at learning found it difficult to keep up with the math teacher's thinking.
Luo Zixuan had good grades, and her parents once hired three tutors to give her extra math lessons. Fortunately, the questions the math teachers taught were highly consistent with the content of her extra lessons.
The remaining few trial participants were not so lucky.
Wu Chao, who had just mocked Su Qingyu, had a blank notebook. In real life, he had already graduated from high school and had returned everything he had learned to his teachers. He could not keep up with the course progress in the copy.
Bai Yuanxiang quickly wrote down the key points of the course in her notebook. Su Qingyu glanced at her notes, which described how to use the properties of trigonometric functions to solve problems, and the monotonicity, periodicity, extreme values, axes of symmetry and centers of symmetry of sine and cosine functions.