At eight o'clock, Li Zheng returned home on crutches, not only sore all over, but also with a heavy brain.

But he still insisted on completing his homework, and by the way, he also washed the Marbury jersey and returned it to Qiao Sheng the next day.

Drying clothes on crutches, eating on crutches, washing his face and brushing his teeth on crutches, Li Zheng gradually adapted to such a rhythm.

Lao Li didn't come back until nine o'clock, first counted Li Zheng down, saying that he didn't feel sorry for himself or anything, and then helped Li Zheng ask for leave, forcing him to stay in bed for at least two days before he stopped.

He also brought back good news, Mr. Hu Chunmei's operation was perfect, and the tumor was benign.

Li Zheng instructed Lao Li to let Hu Chunmei raise them for a few more years, and it was best to raise them until Teacher Xiao Tang took them to the third year of high school.

At ten o'clock, Li Zheng finally finished the day's work.

Usually, this time is to learn.

But he really didn't have the strength at this moment, and after setting an alarm clock, he fell headlong on the bed.

……

Li Zheng woke up again, and the sky was already bright.

The pain in the calf has been relieved a lot, but the pain all over the body has become more severe.

What followed was an indescribable tiredness and grogginess, and probably hangover was the same feeling.

Eating the breakfast left by Lao Li, he felt that his study state was very poor.

Sure enough, the body is the capital of learning.

After we were sure we could win yesterday, it would have been nice to play earlier.

Got carried away and floated.

Li Zheng inevitably regretted it, eating eggs tasted the same as chewing wax.

He began to reassure himself.

This time I got sick, although I delayed my studies.

But it's a lesson.

It is the so-called three provinces of my day.

He began to introspect.

Life is proud, such as drinking alcohol.

It is inevitable to lose your mind and do something stupid.

We must be cautious in the future.

The more proud you are, the more you have to be steady.

Think about it, if you win the Nobel Prize in the future, I am afraid that it will be even more floating, and the cost of self-aggrandizement will only be greater.

Thinking about the straight suit, holding the trophy, and still being steady.

Li Zheng's mood finally eased a little.

This is his usual method of self-soothing.

When I encountered setbacks→ I was uncomfortable, introspective→ learned lessons→ I became stronger→ I was happy → the Nobel Prize.

Although the logic is not right, it has been tried and tested.

After eating enough, Li Zheng tried the following table by the way because his state was too poor, 36.5, not burned.

Then it can only be a physical overload caused by excessive exercise + Red Bull + Lin Yujing's adrenaline.

Then, as usual, he made a pot of tea and returned to the table on crutches.

I rubbed my head, but I was still not in good shape.

I'm afraid it's going to slow down.

Staying is also staying, he picked up his mobile phone and opened WeChat, ready to urge Zhang Xiaoke to study.

However, as soon as I entered, I saw "46" pending prompts on the [Contacts] button below.

Click on it and take a look, it's all friend applications.

And it's all girls.

Girls of all grades.

[Daniella: Can you get to know me, senior?] 】

【.Su Dye Youth: You are so handsome playing basketball~】

[Ichivan ╭ァ: Have you received the letter ❤?(。 ￫‿￩｡ )】

[Royal: Hi, I'm Chen Jinyu, I found out that I have been in the same class for more than a year, and I haven't added friends yet~]

[Ernai inserted the label to sell the head: Wu'er, give a friend a position. 】

……

The more Li Zheng looked at it, the bigger his head became.

It's uncomfortable in the first place, and I still come to disturb my studies.

Also, Qiao Bixia is your ID, who is chatting with you.

It's a disaster.

If this is the sanctimonious old man of the library, I'm afraid he will be happy.

He simply turned off WeChat and clicked on it.

Although it's not good to watch videos, you have to pick up something to refresh yourself at this time.

Cat and cat video, just watch the two.

Half an hour later.

Li Zheng put down his phone with guilt.

The big data recommendation mechanism is too much, and I accidentally looked at more than a dozen.

No, you have to learn.

He examines vitality.

[Today's vitality value: 0/188 hours, 28 times.] 】

Yes.

Finally, there is a happy thing.

There are so many vitality points that they are overflowing.

Good troubles, good happy troubles.

This time, though, there were really too many.

It is necessary to calculate the sources a little.

Yesterday's 15 minutes of unequaled time gained 120 hours of vitality.

Combined with the normal recovery every day, it is about more than 30 hours, and it should only be 160 hours at most.

Now, however, it's almost 190 hours.

The extra 30 hours can only be the part that was not used yesterday.

In other words, vitality can be accumulated.

That's a great thing.

But it is still unknown whether it can accumulate indefinitely.

If you can use it, let's use some.

Li Zheng took a sip of tea and filled the pen with water.

Started studying with injuries.

But it didn't take long for him to start fainting.

I was dizzy even to do the warm-up math problems.

After all, the body is still too overdrawn and out of state.

Looking at the vitality value again, it didn't use up for an hour.

Uncomfortable.

He gritted his teeth and pushed on.

The more I do it, the more dizzy I become, and the more messy my pen becomes.

Gritted his teeth and sweated.

I'm going to...... Do the question......

Why...... To do this to me......

After a few minutes, Li Zheng finally lost his pen.

No more.

Strong learning is gone.

If you do this again, I'm afraid you'll have to die.

After drinking some more water, he retreated back into bed with hatred.

Don't bully young people into poverty.

You wait, the question I lost, sooner or later, will be done back.

……

Sakurako Middle School, the bell rings, it's time to.

The students walked together, but they all looked at the two empty desks one after another.

Today, two people didn't come.

It's Lin Yujing and Li Zheng.

Some people have a lot of ideas.

There are those who mourn alone.

Yes, Jiang Qinghua has been in a daze for several classes.

On Saturday, Lin Yujing and Li Zheng coexisted.

On Sunday, Lin Yujing fell ill.

On Tuesday, Li Zheng fell ill.

In between, what happened?

What kind of contact did they have?

Jiang Qinghua was so painful that he didn't dare to think about it at all.

The trees want to be quiet, and the wind does not stop.

Obviously has already withdrawn.

But why, it still hurts.

"Boom, boom. ”

There was a knock on the glass at the back door.

Jiang Qinghua looked back, it was Tang Zhifei, she was observing again.

Observe me?

Tang Zhifei gestured for him to come out.

Jiang Qinghua hurriedly trotted out of the classroom.

Then, Tang Zhifei led Jiang Qinghua to the office.

"Teacher Tang, I don't have to?" Jiang Qinghua asked.

"No, let's talk about something. "Tang Zhifei is mysterious.

Jiang Qinghua smelled the smell of routines.

Entering the office, Tang Zhifei closed the door and sat down with Jiang Qinghua.

His face was full of deep and conspiratorial smiles.

This is—

The smile of the head teacher.

Jiang Qinghua is familiar with this kind of smile.

As a class teacher, if you want to manage a class well, it is not enough to communicate superficially.

Who is a good student, who is a troublemaker, who is going to do something, and who is being a black sheep.

It is difficult to grasp all aspects of this information by observation alone.

Therefore, the class teacher needs eyeliner.

An eyeliner mixed in with the student ranks.

Jiang Qinghua is not talented, and he has been doing eyeliner since the kindergarten class.

Of course, this is also for the good of the students.

It's strange to say, not once did he take the initiative to show his loyalty, he was selected by the head teacher.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qinghua shuddered.

Could it be that I have a two-and-five-boy face?

Was he really a traitor in his last life?