On this day, it was another writing essay, Ji Fengchen copied one from the composition book, and then added his own thoughts. After class, he ran to the door of the office and peeked at Zhu Zhu correcting his homework. When he was in class, Ji Fengchen had no way to peek. Even after school, as long as Zhu Zhu is still in the office, Ji Fengchen will stay and take a peek.

After two days, Ji Fengchen finally saw Zhu Zhu start to correct his composition. Through the telescope, Ji Fengchen clearly saw that those essays were well written, Zhu Zhu didn't even look at them, and just put them aside. Those that are not bad or good, Zhu Zhu will take a look. In a blink of an eye, it was Ji Fengchen, and Zhu Zhu also put it directly on the other side without looking at it. Other compositions are not good, Zhu Zhu didn't even read them, and put them together with Ji Fengchen.

"Why?" Ji Fengchen said dissatisfiedly. Then he went home.

Now that I know that Zhu Zhu can't read the composition, why does Ji Fengchen write it? Even if he writes, Zhu Zhu won't read it. Ji Fengchen finally understood why his composition in the training class with 95 points was rewritten in Zhu Zhu.

"Cut, master, I'm too lazy to write," Ji Fengchen said to himself.

So this time the composition, Ji Fengchen simply did not hand it in.

After Zhu Zhu learned that Ji Fengchen had not handed in his homework, he called Ji Fengchen to the office.

"What's your situation, why don't you hand in your homework?" asked Zhu Zhu with a straight face.

"Since I wrote it in vain, then I simply won't write it," Ji Fengchen said lightly.

"The assignment is asking you to write, what is it if you don't write it?" Zhu Zhu asked.

Then we have to hand in our homework, and we also have to correct it, but you don't even look at it and put it aside, I still have to write?" Ji Fengchen hugged his arms and said in his heart, but he did say this verbally: "Teacher, it's been a year, and my composition has been rewritten from beginning to end, without exception." I didn't have the energy to write anymore, and I admit, my essay was so bad that I could get a zero on even the exam. Since writing or not writing is the same, then why should I write it?" Ji Fengchen finished speaking, and left the office without waiting for Zhu Zhu to speak.

Since then, Ji Fengchen's composition has not been handed in again.

On this day, Ji Fengchen came back from going to the toilet, and when he was about to go up the stairs, he happened to see the classmates in the next class chasing the mouse, Ji Fengchen rushed in and stepped on the mouse with one quick kick, but he didn't expect to trample it to death. So Ji Fengchen took the tail of the mouse and threw him into the trash can on campus.

"Thank you," one of the female students said with a smile.

"It's okay, it should be," Ji Fengchen also said with a smile.

Ji Fengchen didn't tell anyone about this, and the next day, Ji Fengchen was called to the office by Zhu Zhu.

"Ji Fengchen, you are really good, you actually scared the junior classmates with a dead mouse, a five-hundred-word review, and handed it over to me after school!" Zhu Zhu said with a straight face.

"It's strange, I didn't say anything about this, how did she know?" Ji Fengchen thought as he scratched his head.

Subsequently, Ji Fengchen went to that class, found the girl, asked her to write a detailed explanation of the situation, and then asked most of the insiders to sign it and handed it over to Zhu Zhu.

"Teacher Zhu, the situation at that time is like this, please take a look" Ji Fengchen handed over the explanation of the situation with respectful hands.

"Okay, I know, you can go back" Zhu Zhu said after reading it, he wronged Ji Fengchen, but he didn't mean to apologize at all.