His eyes were a little cold, and Quan Jingyi didn't look at her in a friendly way.
Li Jianyue didn't dodge the question. Instead, she curled her eyes and said with a smile, "Everyone says you are a bad student, but I've never seen what a bad student looks like."
Then he turned around and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect it to be so good."
Quan Jingyi didn't expect to get such an answer. He was slightly stunned, but soon turned his head back.
For some unknown reason, the tips of my ears felt a little hot.
The first class in the afternoon was history class, and the history teacher was a female teacher who looked particularly shrewd.
He wore a pair of frameless glasses, the thick lenses covering his small eyes.
At this moment, he pushed up his glasses and said, "Hello everyone, I am your history teacher. My last name is Zhang, the Zhang in Gongchang Zhang. Did you hear me?"
"heard it!"
"In my class, I don't need students who don't listen. If you don't want to listen, you can go out, but you are not allowed to sleep or be absent. Otherwise, I will treat it as absenteeism. Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
"Louder! I can't hear you!"
"I understand!" This time the voice was much louder.
Li Jianyue was also one of the voices.
Quan Jingyi glanced at her with a half-smile, with contempt and disdain in his eyes.
Li Jianyue saw it clearly and felt a little confused.
Teacher Zhang pushed up his glasses, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Let's start the class now. Turn to the first page!"
Quan Jingyi had just gotten enough sleep, but he didn't fall asleep.
I opened the textbook and sat in my seat in a daze.
Li Jianyue has never had an amazing IQ since childhood, but in order to catch up with his academic performance and not fall too far behind, he listens to the lectures very seriously.
As I listened, I suddenly heard a cry of surprise.
Then, a white unidentified object suddenly flew over.
Li Jianyue glanced at it and saw that it was the fountain pen used by the teacher in class!
He was startled, and then he saw the pen being caught steadily by Quan Jingyi.
The classmates were all shocked and started whispering, "So amazing?"
"Sure enough, he has practiced before. The bad boy is extraordinary."
"Who is that?"
"I heard his name is Quan Jingyi, and he's very arrogant."
…
"Silence!" Teacher Zhang said sternly, looking at Quan Jingyi, "You were daydreaming during class, but you picked up the pen so quickly. Bring it up!"
Quan Jing also stood up and took the pen back.
"What is your name?"
"Quan Jingyi." Quan Jingyi sounded a little lazy, but still cooperative.
But that seemingly nonchalant attitude made Teacher Zhang very unhappy, and he shouted, "Write it yourself."
Quan Jingyi was a little impatient, but he still pulled out the pen and wrote his name stroke by stroke.
Li Jianyue found that his handwriting was quite nice, it looked a little elegant and sloppy, but very clear.
"The handwriting is good. Go down." Teacher Zhang pushed his glasses and said, "Quan Jingyi, student number 17, was daydreaming in class. I'm warning you once. You should pay attention next time."
Li Jianyue finally understood that this teacher was here to show off his power!
And Quan Jingyi is undoubtedly the chicken that was killed as a warning to others.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Looking back, I saw that everyone was sitting up straight.
The learning atmosphere that followed was many times better than before.
After class, three or two classmates came up to me. They were all quite tall. They looked at Quan Jingyi and said, “Oh, I didn’t notice that you’ve been much more honest recently. I thought you were going to punch that old woman and send her flying!”
(End of this chapter)