In the college entrance examination, there is no lying to win, no sweat, there will be tears.

In order to get the top three in the class in the next monthly examination, Song Ming, who took the initiative to be a good student (in fact, he was threatened by the system), began his busy days of listening carefully in class, taking notes, and running back to the classroom to continue studying immediately after going to the toilet.

The difference is that he is not like most of his classmates who are embarrassed to ask classmates or teachers if they don't understand something, on the contrary, he belongs to the kind of people who can annoy classmates and teachers. There is no way, he can't even answer some simple basic questions.

However, Song Ming's changes are obvious to all in the eyes of his classmates and teachers, and he is especially loved by his chemistry teachers. Because in the last chemistry evening self-study class, Song Ming went to the podium after obtaining the permission of the chemistry teacher and taught his chemistry learning methods to the students without reservation.

That night, the confident Song Ming student on the podium was handsome under the illumination of the 50-watt fluorescent lamp.

When he finished speaking, he received warm applause from all the students in the class, including those male students who had been looking at him differently. The chemistry teacher who hid in the last corner took off his glasses behind his classmates' backs and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and he said that the sand had entered his eyes.

After that night's self-study, Song Ming became the most popular male student in the class, second only to the class president and English class representative Zhang Yan, who was the most popular female classmate in the class.

After being stalked by Song Ming several times, Zhang Yan finally let go of the world's eyes and took the initiative to guide Song Ming's English.

Class 302 of the third year of high school, the worst class in the third year of high school, is slowly getting better driven by an invisible force.

Another day after dinner, the head teacher came to the classroom and called Song Ming, who was writing a short essay, to the office. There will only be another senior class teacher in the office.

The head teacher specially found a stool for Song Ming, and the latter didn't feel inappropriate and sat down.

"Song Ming, how is the math review?" the head teacher asked with concern.

Song Ming was stunned for a moment and replied: "There should be progress, try to pass the next monthly exam." ”

"I'm sure you can do it. The head teacher nodded with satisfaction. He taught the mathematics in his class, so how could he not know the mathematics level of his students. Raising 80 to 90 is certainly not easy to say, but it is not that difficult to say. He said that he believed that Song Ming could do it, but he was actually putting pressure on him as a student.

Song Ming scratched the back of his head and smiled dryly, don't look at their old class in the eyes of their classmates, but he knows best that their old class has a good set of grasping people's hearts.

The head teacher glanced at his students a few times, and then said in a slightly embarrassed tone: "The teacher wants to ask you for a favor with this matter, as for whether it can be decided by yourself or not, the teacher will not be reluctant." ”

“————”

Teacher, you've got it all to say, are the students embarrassed to refuse?

Song Ming put on a bitter gourd face and said, "Teacher, please say that students should go to the soup and fight the fire." ”

"You're a little slippery head, not as exaggerated as you say. The head teacher laughed and scolded, and then said slowly: "I heard the chemistry teacher say that you have given speeches to the students twice on the podium in his class, and the chemistry teacher praised you for your speech in front of me, which is enough to drive the students' enthusiasm for learning." Your chemistry teacher also reported the matter to the senior high school education affairs team, which attracted the attention of the teaching affairs team. That's the result, the senior high school academic affairs team asked me to send you a message, hoping that you can get a good score in the next monthly exam. ”

But there is no follow-up here.

Song Ming is not stupid, if it is just because the senior high school education team hopes that he will get a good score in the next monthly exam, there is no need for the head teacher to be so serious and grand, just pat him on the shoulder in the next evening self-study class and give him a silent encouragement.

Obviously, what the old class was going to say next was the point of calling him over tonight.

"Don't worry, teacher, I will. Song Ming cooperated.

"Well, ambitious. The old class nodded with satisfaction, and said with great satisfaction: "Then I can rest assured that the teacher is looking for you to help." Here's the thing, this is not the case that the chemistry teacher reported your deeds and received great attention from the academic affairs team, so that it was finally decided to nominate you as the student representative of the next monthly examination summary meeting. And this premise is that your monthly exam results should not be too bad, and if it is too bad, the teacher will not have face. ”

"Teacher, what is the student representative?" Song Ming asked silently, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

The old class smiled heartily and explained: "The student who speaks on behalf of the students at the summary meeting of each monthly exam is the student representative. ”

What the heck?

Song Ming was so frightened that he almost didn't jump, didn't he tell me to die? But there was no prompt sound from the system, obviously it was not a task sent by the system.

If it wasn't for the challenge task of the system faction, he would not be threatened with death, so Song Ming decided to refuse to help his head teacher.

Because there is a systematic second-level lucky challenge task, and the task of the second-level lucky challenge is to get the top three results in the class in the next monthly exam. Although their class is the worst class in the third year of high school, being in the top three of the class is definitely a good grade in the eyes of the teacher.

In order to survive, he will definitely complete the second-level lucky challenge task of the system. But in this way, he will be elected by the senior high school academic affairs team as the student representative and speak on behalf of the students at the monthly examination summary meeting. But it is obviously even more unfeasible to fail the test in order not to go to power, so he will die young because he did not complete the second level of the system's lucky challenge mission.

Lao Ban gave him a proposition, what a terrible kind!

But in the face of the threat to his life, Song Ming could only grit his teeth - happily rejected the other party.

"Teacher————" Song Ming opened his mouth and was about to refuse to help the other party, but the treacherous and cunning old class didn't allow him to finish speaking, so he stood up and pressed one hand on his shoulder, and said very happily: "Then it's such a pleasant decision, come on!"

I don't know if there's an MMP or not!

Song Ming thought that his face was thick enough, but he didn't expect to lose to his homeroom teacher. Ginger is still old and spicy, and it is honest and not deceiving.

In the end, Song Ming was sent out of the office by the enthusiastic head teacher. At this time, there are still a few minutes before the start of the first evening self-study. He returned to the classroom in great depression, and as soon as he sat down, a bold female classmate came up to him and asked him about chemistry. Song Ming didn't show any impatience, and patiently taught the other party how to answer.

After the question was answered, but the female classmate didn't leave, looking at her baby face that gradually turned red, it was obvious that there was something else, maybe it was still something to be ashamed of.

"What, classmate Liu, is there anything else?" Song Ming asked with a smile. Except for his crush on Zhang Yan, he can be calm in front of other female classmates.

Classmate Liu said a few times before he whispered: "Are it true that classmates say that you like that person?"

"Student Liu, we can't spread rumors and ruin people's reputations. "Song Ming is serious.

"So, do you like people or don't like them?" asked Liu hurriedly with a red face.

Song Ming blinked his eyes and replied, "I said I want to take a test, do you believe it?"

"Hehe, you're so funny-" Liu's laughter stopped abruptly, and his baby face turned even redder. twisted Xiao Man's waist hard, and whispered sorry to Song Ming.

Song Ming smiled heartily: "So that's impossible." ”

"Then I see. Liu left satisfied.

"I really didn't expect that one day I, Song Ming, would also commit peach blossoms?"

Song Ming said proudly to the fat man at the same table who had just returned. Although the latter looked confused, he pointed to Song Ming's back. Behind him is naturally Zhang Yan, the representative of the English class, the female classmate he has a crush on.

Song Ming pretended not to see it and sat upright.