85_85426 Yang Dong went to school, but he didn't see Qin Feng, and he heard that the guy was bitten off a piece of flesh on his face, and he is still recuperating from his wound in the hospital.

Yang Dong thought about how he felt that yesterday's self was not himself, shook his head vigorously, tried to accept his current identity, and was about to take out a book to read during his morning self-study, but he didn't expect that his butt was not hot, and he was notified that he had been transferred to a class.

The first class is the worst class among the three, and if the class can be admitted to an undergraduate, it is definitely necessary to go to the land temple to repay the wish, and the students of the fifth class heard that Yang Dong was transferred to the class at the end of the crane, and they all looked over, or sympathized or gloated, and so on.

Yang Dong felt that it didn't matter, anyway, there were only three months left, and it was the same everywhere, so he packed up his books and went to a class without saying a word.

In the first two classes in the morning, there was no wind and no waves, but when the second period of English, Yang Dong faintly felt that something was wrong, and the teacher listed some words that often appear in the test center and are unremarkable, and Yang Dong, who usually reads ten times and can't remember it, only read it once, and it seems that he has written it all down.

"What's going on, isn't it...... Huang Rong's memory?"

Yang Dong was taken aback, and then he remembered that when he was in math class, he already had this similar feeling, and the general proportional sequence formula summarized by the math teacher himself was so complicated that he seemed to remember it after reading it only once.

Yang Dong recalled again, although he didn't understand it, but it was true that every symbol was very clear in his mind.

The pores of the whole body seemed to open in an instant, and the excited Yang Dong hurriedly took out the English book and turned directly to the word list at the back of the book.

Yang Dong swept it at this time, and the English words flowed through his mind like clear pictures, deeply imprinted in his brain, and he remembered a ** without leaving ten at just one glance.

Yang Dong spent a minute quickly memorizing twenty words, silently writing them again, and only made five mistakes, Yang Dong was taken aback, this achievement was unimaginable before.

It took another minute to memorize forty words, seven wrong.

I tried it a few times, and on the last occasion, I got only one wrong out of forty words, or one letter wrong for a long word. It's as if my memory is getting stronger and stronger as I continue to deepen my memory.

Yang Dong finally affirmed that he had indeed obtained the martial arts lottery system, and his ability to remember was exactly the same as the description of the system, and his memory continued to strengthen with reading and writing, and now Yang Dong was sure that he could memorize all twenty words with a glance.

Taking out the language book again, Yang Dong read a classical Chinese that he couldn't memorize before, closed the book and memorized it silently, only a few particularly rare places could not be remembered, Yang Dong believed that as long as he read it again, he would be able to memorize it.

"Hey, you see that new guy is studying hard. A boy sitting diagonally behind Yang Dong suddenly noticed Yang Dong who was focused.

As soon as the boy spoke, the rest of the class also looked over, and they all looked at Yang Dong with interest, who opened the book for a while and closed the book for a while, closed his eyes and said something in his mouth.

"It's all here, what to pretend. A girl rolled her eyes, and it could be seen that she was the legendary student who broke the can, and her grades were not good anyway, so she simply played to the end, and looked down on the fake boy the most.

"Zhang Jia is right, pretend to be a chicken feather, I have heard it a long time ago, this kid's name is Yang Dong, and he has the worst grades in the fifth class, and his grades are worse than mine, and now he is running to the first class, pretending to study hard, who is pretending to be here?" said another boy disdainfully.

"Wang Qiang, when did I say that I pretended to be chicken feathers?" Zhang Jia slapped the table, stood up angrily, and scuffled with the boy named Wang Qiang.

The first class is like this, except for a very few, the big guys didn't think about going to college at all, they were ready to finish three years of high school, go their separate ways, and there were three months left, and the fight was over.

"Hey, I said what's the matter with you? Who are you pretending to be? Lao Tzu doesn't like you, do you know?" A big man walked over and said to Yang Dong in a rough voice, feeling the pressure like a mountain, Yang Dong raised his head, only to see that the big man in front of him was wearing an open-shouldered vest, with bulging muscles on his chest, and he visually inspected the C cup * cup.

Yang Dong couldn't understand what kind of gene this was, a teenager who grew so stout, what do he usually eat?

"Something, say. Yang Dong was very disgusted with the C cup in front of him, his eyes were only staring at the textbook in his hand, and his tone was cold, although he didn't understand why his previous self was so weak, but at least from today onwards, Yang Dong would not be the same as before.

"Stinky boy, how can you talk to Brother Yu. When a little man heard Yang Dong's unkind tone, he didn't look at the C cup * cup, and he was furious, as if Yang Dong was not offended by the C cup * cup, but by stepping on his tail.

The C-cup * cup stopped the little man and sneered at Yang Dong: "Enough to pretend, do you think we don't know what kind of goods you are? A trash who is at the bottom of the fifth class, and he pretends to study hard when he comes to the first class, are you mocking our classmates for their poor grades?"

I was bullied by that Qin Feng in the fifth class, and he dared to come to our first class to play a big name? What do you think of the first class? I sue you, even if Qin Feng's kid stands in front of me and offends me Pang Yu, I Pang Yu will still hammer him over with one punch.

Lao Tzu is most unaccustomed to people like you, the ball has no ability, you know that you pretend to be a big name in front of people who don't know you, do you like to pretend to be forced on the Internet? Do you also like to brag in front of your parents?"

"To put it bluntly, it's a. Zhang Jia, who was fighting with Wang Qiang, laughed indifferently.

"Can a man be a too?" Wang Qiang said dissatisfied.

Zhang Jia said: "That's called a male." The students burst into laughter, and because of Zhang Jia's words, the eyes of all the students in the class turned to Yang Dong.

"Huh~~" Yang Dong exhaled lightly, finally put down the book, lowered his head, and said to Pang Yu word by word: "I warn you, don't mention my parents, otherwise you will die ugly." ”

"Hahaha. A very sharp remark, but caused the whole class to laugh, the little man stepped forward with a smile, and said to Yang Dong with a smile: "You kid is pretending to be too much, I don't know who our Brother Yu is, right?"

The gangsters of high school students have a natural awe of the so-called "gangsters in society", and it is indeed remarkable that this group of people can afford it.

"Even I can't get used to it, Pang Yu, beat this kid up, let him know the end of our pretending to be forced in the first class. Zhang Jia snorted, even more disdainful of Yang Dong.

"Oh no, no, the ghost face bamboo is coming. At this moment, a handsome boy in a sweater ran in a hurry, and when a class of students heard it, their expressions changed greatly.

Yang Dong was shocked, ghost-faced bamboo, what kind of thing, it has such a great lethality, and Zhang Jia, who seems to be not afraid of heaven and earth, even took out his language book and pondered there.

"No, I didn't bring a language book, Yang Dong, can you show me your book. A boy at Yang Dong's table hurriedly looked for his desk for a while, and said to Yang Dong eagerly.

The same table is a boy of medium stature, with a square face, a simple face, he is an honest person at first glance, when everyone in the class made fun of Yang Dong just now, only he didn't laugh, Yang Dong had a good impression of him.

Seeing the anxious look of the honest tablemate, Yang Dong nodded, pushed the language book to the middle position, and the two of them looked at it together.

"Pretend to be reading, otherwise you will be found by the ghost-faced bamboo, and you will die. Seeing that Yang Dong was absent-minded, the honest table hurriedly reminded Yang Dong.

"Who is the ghost-faced bamboo?" Yang Dong was a little suspicious.

"Yin Dongzhu. ”

Three words made Yang Dong look stunned, how could he forget that the head teacher of the first class was Yin Dongzhu.

Of course Yang Dong has heard of Yin Dongzhu's reputation, it can be said that it is like thunder, I remember that when Yin Dongzhu appeared in the third middle school, he was introduced as a heavenly man by the male students of the third middle school, the charming two dimples, snow-white straight thighs, let all the male animals look at it, and the outstanding beauty makes all the boys look forward to becoming Yin Dongzhu's students.

This luck befell the first class, Yang Dong remembered that the boys in the fifth class were mourned and approved, but soon, the boys in the fifth class gloated.

Yin Dongzhu is not only the most beautiful young female teacher in the history of No. 3 Middle School, but also the strictest and most perverted female teacher in history.

Punishment for standing and running circles, punishment for copying homework, "public welfare labor", reading the review book on campus radio, playing cards and doing 100 application questions about poker, reading the whole book, singing ten songs when speaking in class, and not stopping or drinking water in the middle......

In one month, in just one month, Yin Dongzhu relied on his own means to conquer the first class and conquer the entire No. 3 Middle School, and since then the students of the No. 3 Middle School have been famous like hell. It's just that Yang Dong didn't know that the first class also gave her a nickname: "Ghost Face Bamboo".

However, Yang Dong didn't care and continued to memorize the text silently.

The whole class was silent, only Pang Yu was still standing next to Yang Dong, seeing that Yang Dong only cared about talking to his tablemates, and only stared at the textbook after speaking, ignoring himself at all, he suddenly became angry, glanced out the window, lowered his voice and said to Yang Dong: "Boy, I advise you, since you are in the first class, don't pretend to me, otherwise you will die more ugly than in the fifth class, don't believe us and see." Leaving behind a sentence full of threats, Pang Yu walked back to his seat.

Yang Dong smiled in his heart, it seems that every class is the same, and every class has a person who is the king and hegemon, but this Pang Yu's life is really not as good as Qin Feng's, and it is not yesterday's self that he encountered.

Pang Yu was walking to the seat, Yang Dong remained silent and kicked out, Pang Yu's knee socket suddenly suffered a heavy blow, his body was unstable, and he threw himself directly forward.

The atmosphere in the classroom of the first class changed suddenly, it was quiet just now, now it is silent, looking at the huge body of Pang Yu who fell forward, except for Yang Dong, everyone stopped breathing