Chapter 129: Students in the middle school are also talents

Then there is only one possibility.

The teachers at this school are particularly fierce, to the extent that they can subdue bear children.

Zhou Jiu straightened up and listened with bated breath.

In addition to morning self-study and some self-study courses specially arranged for memorization.

Normally, the campus does not always reverberate with the sound of reading aloud.

Not to mention that it was around nine o'clock in the morning.

Teachers think that children are at their most energetic and have the best memory.

It is generally impossible to arrange self-study classes, which are all main courses, mainly lectured by teachers.

The weather is clear, the ground is clean, the wind sends the sound far away, and there are students memorizing the text.

"The first emperor started a business halfway, and the middle way collapsed maggots ......"

"Collapse what?"

"Collapse...... Maggots?"

Zhou Jiu, who was eavesdropping, laughed on the pomegranate branches.

This baby is a talent!

However, the teacher didn't think so, and the thin bamboo strips danced so much that they felt painful when they listened to it.

The class was also silent, and I didn't hear the laughter of my classmates who memorized the wrong ones.

There was no talk of seeing classmates being beaten.

See a spot and know the whole leopard.

Obviously, the teachers here are indeed fierce enough, even the teachers in the middle school are so fierce.

"Ask again, what's the hell!"

The students couldn't memorize it, and the classmates next to them didn't dare to remind them.

As soon as the psychological pressure came up, he immediately began to let go of himself and guess blindly.

"Collapse, collapse...... And?"

“……”

The sound of thin bamboo strips cutting through the air sounded more than a dozen times.

“…… Bang, Sister Bang?"

"Click. ”

This time, the teacher didn't seem to hit anyone, but was so angry that he broke the bamboo stick by himself.

The students were even more panicked, thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys were just the time to save face.

This, this, this......

What the hell is going on?

Collapse...... Go to pieces!

Zhou Jiu wanted to help a little.

After all, there was a fight, and there was a ferocity.

Don't let the students see the answers, just let him say.

Under the nervousness, how can you say it.

Moreover, this student is also so interesting.

"Collapsed maggots" - the first emperor Liu, who was so angry that he threw the bottles and cans of the burial in the imperial mausoleum.

However, Zhou Jiu didn't know what was going on, and he definitely wouldn't blame the teacher or anything.

The teacher who taught him must have known much better than an outsider like him.

And I don't know if they have any other stories before.

Jumping to conclusions based on feelings has just suffered a loss.

Zhou Jiu didn't want to commit a second offense so soon.

Zhou Jiu's help was purely out of a ......

Reminiscing about my own childhood, my youth, and empathizing.

So I feel a little sympathy for this unlucky guy who was named by the teacher.

Flapped his wings and flew over.

I found the classroom where I was training.

Sure enough, it's junior high school.

Sneaked down on the window.

Zhou Jiu was the first to answer when the teacher asked again.

"The middle way collapsed. ”

"I'll break you twice...... Oh, oh mom, it's not easy, you finally got it right, I almost didn't press Liu Bei's coffin lid!"

The teacher put down the bamboo strip that had been folded and folded in his hand.

"Alas, no, what do you think, you can say that the middle way collapsed maggot, you collapsed one and show me? Why didn't Liu Bei say the middle way collapse, if Liu Bei cheated the corpse, it must be angry with you!"

The student looked up blankly and looked at the teacher.

Reacted to the voice that had just said the correct answer, and was mistaken by the angry teacher, thinking it was his own.

There is no refutation either.

At this time, rebuttal is simply looking for a cut.

Brains saved from the task of memorizing texts.

This moment is unreservedly used in the analysis of the moment.

However, if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that the rest of the class doesn't know.

The voice clearly didn't come from him.

And it's very rough and hoarse, and at first glance, it sounds like a broken radio sound.

Some students began to turn their heads slightly, looking for the direction from which the sound was coming from.

Zhou Jiu moved, hiding behind the curtains.

The questions were answered, the students were seated, and the class resumed its previous order.

Zhou Jiu lay down, and after listening for a while, it was already a lesson in his memory for a long time.

The loss is the language class, these things that have been memorized.

I've almost forgotten it, but I can still understand it a little.

If it's a chemistry class.

That week, Jiu was afraid that he would turn around and fly away.

It's already a metaphysics, and I listen to lectures on the premise of forgetting so many basics.

It's like teaching a mortal alchemy.

It's not interesting to just stay next to a classroom and listen.

Zhou Jiu didn't come here to make up for the class.

After listening for a while, Zhou Jiu flapped his wings and started patrolling behind the instructor who was patrolling.

I don't know if it's a magical power, whether the dean is tall or short, fat or thin, bald or beer-bellied.

They are all able to step on the same steps as cats.

Appeared at the back door of the classroom unnoticed.

Grab the class to eat and chat.

confiscation of those who read novels and play with toys in class.

Zhou Jiu followed the beer-bellied uncle all the way, and the uncle had more and more things in his hands.

A thick pile of books, pressed in his hand, made him have to stop.

I turned the corner and went to the office, put down my things, and then continued walking.

Zhou Jiu did not follow him to the office.

Instead, I found a classroom and stopped.

Coincidentally, the people in this classroom were in chemistry class.

"You must pay attention to the safety of the experiment, don't touch a lot of things that shouldn't be touched, and the reagents must be handled well......"

Zhou Jiu heard this, and instantly reacted, what kind of course is this.

Subconsciously raise your wings and fly away.

However, the wings have only been half-raised.

The content of the teacher on the stage suddenly became attractive.

The teacher is not all about teaching knowledge in class.

Sometimes, some interesting things are mixed in to deepen the students' impression of knowledge or to liven up the classroom atmosphere.

Of course, most of the time, it is the teachers themselves who want to say that it has nothing to do with the above.

"I'm secretly telling you a secret ......"

Zhou Jiu silently lowered his wings.

I'm not interested in chemistry classes, but it's interesting to hear the secrets.

"I know how the magnolia trees in front of the school laboratory building died. ”

Zhou Jiu carefully recalled the process of wandering around the campus before.

It seems that I saw a row of magnolia trees in front of the experimental building, neat and tall magnolias.

It was also very neatly withered, and the row in front of the building was already dead.

This is actually a bit of an anomaly.

In the same place, other magnolia trees are fine.

Something happened to this piece of magnolia tree.

And a row of withered and withered.

I just can't figure out why.

With such a tall magnolia tree, its vitality is actually quite tenacious.

Ordinary pests and diseases, droughts and water shortages.

It's impossible to kill them in a neat row before the people in the school react.

And they don't have any wounds on the surface.

To kill them so unnoticed.

Unless there is any one who lacks virtue, he goes to their roots to boiling water, and pours a lot of it.

After pouring, remember to tidy up the soil, so that the soil washed by the water does not leave traces of running water.

If so, then the amount of work is huge.

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