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Lao Wang also knew what the classmates in the audience were laughing at, he glanced at the chalk words left by Yang Tang on the blackboard, did not move, and continued to explain some difficult questions as the bell rang after class. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the last class of the class, everything that should be talked about was almost finished, and Lao Wang sent out a few sets of papers for the students in the class to do.

After Yang Tang got the paper, he continued to flip through the English textbook, until the bell rang again, and Shi Shiran walked out of the classroom, put his hands in his pockets, and got out of the small teaching building.

The last two sessions in the morning are the English of the head teacher Panda Li, and Yang Tang plans to listen carefully, so it is necessary to go and put some water first.

In the back row, the female squad leader is on the seat.

Lu Qin is imitating the charm of Yang Tang's chalk words, and easily memorized the four lines of poems "There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear".

"Hey, Qinqin, go to the bathroom, what are you still writing?" the round-faced girl at the next table greeted curiously.

Lu Qin hurriedly stuffed the scratch paper into the desk, but she didn't know that the words on the paper had already been clearly seen by the round-faced girl: "Xiaojing, don't you usually like to go to the middle of the second hall to relieve yourself?" As she spoke, she got up and grabbed the round-faced girl's little hand, pulled it and walked outside the classroom.

The round-faced girl An Jing silently endured Lu Qin's series of self-asserted actions, a trace of sarcasm flashed in the depths of her eyes, but on the surface, she went to the women's toilet with Lu Qin talking and laughing.

However, when she came out of the women's bathroom, An Jing casually found an excuse and parted ways with Lu Qin, after all, she and Lu Qin were not good enough to be good enough to be best friends who entered and exited together.

Seeing Lu Qin disappear around the corner of the small teaching building, An Jing slipped away to the recess gathering place of the second class of key liberal arts.

In this world, Huaxia is about ten or twenty years more advanced than the science and technology of the previous life, so it is not that An Jing does not want to call her mobile phone to send messages, but the students of the third year of high school have been confiscated by the Academic Affairs Office if they bring mobile phones or Internet electronic devices to the school, and they also asked their parents to sign a letter of guarantee, saying that it will be returned after the college entrance examination, and the entire third year of high school is preparing for the college entrance examination in a small teaching building with a blocked network signal, so the message transmission between students who are not in the same class has reached the point of extreme closure.

A corner of the playground, under the bar.

A few boys were squatting or standing, snuggling there and smoking.

An Jing didn't walk over, just stood under the tree and beckoned to the tallest of the boys.

When the boys saw it, they immediately coaxed the tall boy: "Yo, your old lover is here!"

The tall boy's face is quite good, but he is a little squinted. He smiled, extinguished the cigarette butt on the iron bar, and said to the rest of the boys: "She must have something to do with me, don't make trouble!"

An Jingxin hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't you want to know about Lu Qin?"

The tall boy raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong with her?"

An Jing suddenly glared and said, "You don't know how to care about me?"

"Concerned about you, aren't you good here!" The tall boy said a little helplessly, "Besides, you happened to be here for the past few days, and you didn't receive the medicine I asked someone to send you?"

"You're going to die, they're all looking over here!" An Jing twisted the tall boy, "The latest news, your Lu Qin copied other people's poems and imitated other people's words." As he spoke, his tone was sour.

"Whose poems are you copying, and whose words are you learning?"

"There is a man named Yang Tang in our class. ”

The tall boy squinted and recalled, shook his head and said, "Not impressed." ”

Quiet helped recall: "His current grades are terrible...... Since I was in the same class with him after the first year of high school, the most impressive thing about him was that he was besieged by several junior cubs on the basketball court, and finally shouted to help the senior (repeater) to relieve the siege. ”

"When you say that, I have an impression, Yang and Tang...... Okay, you go back first!" As he spoke, the boy raised his hand and pinched An Jing's fleshy cheeks.

Meanwhile.

Lu Qin, who returned to the classroom, saw that Yang Tang was in his seat, hesitated, leaned over and said, "Third Senior Brother, you can write very well in chalk, why haven't you seen it before?"

When Yang Tang heard this, he stared at Lu Qinjiao's beautiful face for a few seconds before he realized that this woman was the squad leader, and immediately pretended to be stupid and said, "Lu Ban, what are you talking about?"

Lu Qin suddenly said unhappily: "Still pretending...... Just the chalk words you wrote on the blackboard have a special charm, don't you admit it?"

It's a pity that she underestimated the thickness of Yang Tang's face, and pointed to the blackboard and said, "Lu Ban, you look back, how can there be words on the blackboard?"

Lu Qin was angry, and directly shook his face and returned to his seat.

The classmates at the next table immediately gave Yang Tang a thumbs up: "Third Senior Brother, you are still tall, and you dare to refute Lu Bantou's face......"

Yang Tang pursed the corners of his lips and did not pick up the stubble.

When the English class began, Yang Tang finally experienced the mental abuse of Panda Li's poor students.

If it is said that for the poor students in the third year of high school, the teacher still mocks you at every turn or asks you to invite your parents, it means that this teacher is at least attentive to you, but Panda Li is not, Yang Tang has not even changed the small test papers of several students who are at the bottom of the English rank, and directly sent it back to everyone as it is, and the questions and answers in the classroom will not be called Yang Tang them, completely ignoring this small handful of black sheep, and sitting a few more humanoid stones in the classroom.

In the long run, I just showed an attitude to the poor students: I, the head teacher Panda Li, have given up on you. It was not until he graduated from college and entered the society that Yang Tang re-experienced one or two.

Fortunately, Yang Tang's work experience before marriage in his previous life laid a good foundation for him in English, coupled with the cheekiness exercised by social experience, which made him ask questions without understanding in class, and he was not ashamed to ask, and almost didn't explode Panda Li's question.

Therefore, after the end of the class, Panda Li announced the end of the class and added an extra sentence: "Yang Tang come to my office." ”

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Followed to Cen Li's office, and as soon as she entered the room, her face pulled down: "Yang Tang, what's going on with you today?"

Yang Tang pretended to be stupid and said, "Teacher Cen, what's going on, I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"In today's class, your constant questions have disrupted my teaching ideas, do you understand?"

"Ah, isn't it a Q&A class today?

Cen Li wanted to roll her eyes when she heard this, but she couldn't help it: "Then you can't ...... Forget it, I can answer your questions, but not in the daytime!"

"When will you answer my questions?"

"When I study at night, I'm there every night, but it's not necessarily in your class, if you don't feel ashamed, you can come to another class to find me, anyway, the small school building is so big!"

Although Cen Li was unhappy in and out of her words, she was able to say this to prove that she was not too bad as a teacher.

"Okay, then thank you, Mr. Cen, I'll ...... first" Yang Tang made a gesture to leave at the door.

Cen Li waved her hand impatiently, which was considered to be a release.

******

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon, and it was time to answer questions and make papers.

That's all there is left for the sprint review in the third year of high school.

Soon, at half past six in the evening, the sky was already dark, Yang Tang went to Xinjie as usual after class, planning to go to the small supermarket to buy something and eat a bowl of ramen and go back to school, who knew that as soon as he arrived at the door of the supermarket, he saw a woman dragging a jacket of men's clothes: "Thief, catch the thief, return the wallet to me!"

Many people watched the excitement on the sidelines, but no one helped.

Yang Tang thought for a while, hid behind the crowd and shouted: "There are police!"

The man in the jacket was already flustered when he was pulled by someone, and when he heard the word "police", he panicked even more, and hurriedly threw out a wallet, and as soon as the woman let go, he slipped into the crowd.

The woman didn't chase after her, and quickly found her wallet, looking like she was crying.

Yang Tang, who was considered to have helped, did not show up, and followed the flow of people into the small supermarket, and then Mingwu rose again, and he was stunned for a moment.

Gain ten merits!

Gain 196.5 merits!

Gain one hundred and one seven sins!

"How can there be so many, and there are still sins?"

Yang Tang asked himself, and the realization in his heart rose again.

The woman who had her purse stolen did not fall to her knees and break her patella, so she would not have committed suicide three years later because of her long and short legs, and she had a son with a lifetime of merit of 1,965,723 and a lifetime of sin......

The second merit (sin) can only be obtained 1 in 10,000!

Three merits (sins) are ignored!

The smallest unit of merit (sins) is 0.1, and the smallest unit is omitted!

I'll go!

Can a person have a million merits (sins), really fake?

Yang Tang complained in his heart, but he didn't turn back to slap the woman, after all, when her son became a big man and obtained great merit (sins), he didn't know what it looked like to grow old, why bother, why bother?

Now it was that inexplicable realization that made Yang Tang very much want to figure it out, and what was the use of the accumulated merits (sins) also needed to be figured out.

"By the way, how many merits and sins do I have now?"

As soon as Yang Tang raised this question, he realized again.

There are currently two hundred and seven merits!

Currently possessed one hundred and one seven sins!

"Then what's the use of these merits and sins?"

After entering the dream, the merit (sin) effect is revealed!

While Yang Tang was happy to get the answer, he couldn't help muttering: "Is it a dream?

Enlightenment returns.

If you have something in your heart, you will hold the Jizo in your hand, and when the season comes, you will fall into a dream!

"My heart has something to ask for, holding Jizo in my hand? Oh yes, I have a Jizo brand in my heart!"

That being said, Yang Tang is not sure whether the "Jizo brand" is useful, and at the same time, he almost doesn't believe in this kind of thing as "if you want it in your heart, you can fall asleep with Jizo in your hand", he just thought that sleeping and dreaming was not a big problem, so he just went back and gave it a try.

"The only thing to worry about is that if there is no such thing as falling asleep, there will be a problem with the realization in my heart, maybe it is the mental sequelae brought about by rebirth!" Yang Tang was always pondering on the way back to school, and unconsciously walked to the darkest part of the road.

At this time, two people suddenly flashed on the side of the road, blocking Yang Tang one after the other.

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