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"Uh-huh!"

Song Shijing, who heard the teacher's call, stood up suddenly, pulled down the corner of her clothes, and the eyes of the whole class turned to her—except for Mu Qian, who was already asleep on his stomach.

Song Shijing looked at the head teacher with her innocent and innocent eyes, and the head teacher, Mr. Hu, reminded: "It's this sentence on the blackboard." ”

"Well, I know," Song Shijing replied calmly, and then squinted at the blackboard......

More than ten seconds passed......

"Teacher, I can't read the blackboard clearly. ”

The homeroom teacher, who had already roughly understood what was going on, nodded lightly and gave the new student a step down: "Okay, you sit down first, is there any classmate who can answer up." ”

"Teacher," Ren Ying raised her hand, and Teacher Hu showed a friendly smile, motioning for the top students in the class to stand up and demonstrate.

Ren Ying stood very elegantly, and explained in a very standard pronunciation in a broadcasting voice that had always made Mu Qian feel a little ashamed: "This is the past perfect tense......

Song Shijing blinked, Mrs. Shi?

I don't understand why!

After Ren Ying finished answering, the homeroom teacher applauded gently, saying that her answer was quite perfect, although it was just a sentence to pull out so many English knowledge points, which made her a teacher under a lot of pressure.

Ren Ying smiled elegantly, sat elegantly in her seat, and then used the afterglow of the perspective to elegantly tease Song Shijing.

With a click, the ballpoint pen in Song Shijing's hand shattered instantly.

Mu Qian, who was sleeping, subconsciously moved his shoulders, because he felt a faint coolness - this time it was purely affected!

The homeroom teacher, the English teacher, continued to lecture, and the students continued to listen drowsily, but no one dared to sleep there openly like Mu Qian......

There are also allusions.

"Hmmm......"

Song Shijing took out the class schedule she had just gotten in the morning and kept glancing down.

On Monday, the first period is class assembly, the second period is English, the third period is mathematics, and the fourth period is chemistry......

Mathematics and Chemistry?

Even if you count the production of improvised explosives, this is your absolute strength!

Especially chemistry!

You can use a few very simple materials to make a bomb with incredible explosive power, and you definitely don't use spiritual power!

The first clause in the 'Three Chapters of the Law' formulated by Mu Qian is obviously prescient!

The difficult English class gradually passed, and Song Shijing found that Mu Qian had been sleeping on his stomach, and the homeroom teacher didn't mind.

Because Xiao Qian is too handsome?

Song Shijing didn't care too much about this issue, and she is now devoting herself to another war with Ren Ying.

Academic ability, big competition!

Jingle bell~

Jingle Bell!

Math class is coming!

Song Shijing rubbed her hands together and stared at the math teacher who seemed to be a member of the Mediterranean team, and she sat up straight, waiting for her chance to perform.

Be sure to show your genius mathematical talent with perfect performance opportunities and super mental arithmetic ability!

As for what those ghost drawings on the blackboard are......

It doesn't matter!

"Ah......" The math teacher lifted her glasses a little weakly, but she was a little uncomfortable by the gaze of this beautiful female student, "This new classmate, come up and solve this equation." ”

"Good teacher!" Song Shijing also stood up very 'elegantly', walked up to the podium elegantly, and pinched a piece of chalk with her fingers.

It's coming, your own chance to perform!

With addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within 10,000 seconds, you can calculate yourself from various attack angles in simulated battles with various monsters!

Well...... Well?

Her head tilted a little, and a little, and a little.

What are these English symbols, and why is there a little '2' next to Aix's head?

Why is there a small '2' next to 'crooked'?

Why do they add them together? They still have to be equal to one number? How can they be equal to a number when there is no number in front of them?

Is there a logical flaw in this?

"New classmates...... New classmates?"

"Teacher," Song Shijing held the corner of her eyebrows, "I'm a little dizzy...... Maybe I'm allergic to chalk dust......"

The classmates and teachers suddenly showed concerned eyes, Song Shijing smiled awkwardly, walked back to her seat with her head down, sat down with her head down, and bowed her head...... Submit......

My face is so hot.

"Aha," the math teacher was trying to round the field, "the new students may not be used to the chalk used in our school, who will answer this question? Ren Ying? This question is too simple for you......"

Song Shijing's forehead rested on the table.

I really want to die, and I have to start my life all over again......

What are these little kids around me looking at, haven't you seen a single young woman who has become an adult and sighs about her frustrated life?!

It's okay, and chemistry that I'm best at!

Yes!

Song Shijing turned her head to look at Ren Ying, who had just returned to her seat and was smiling elegantly, her palms were hidden under the table, and she 'grabbed' and 'pinched' at Ren Ying.

There must be a shame!

And just like that, the third lesson passed.

The bell rang twice for the end of class, Mu Qian stretched his waist, he had slept enough in this class, and continued to sit in his place and read comics.

Ren Ying is no stranger to this, she can see Mu Qian's state many times earlier when she passed by Gao Yi Mu Qian's class during class or in class for various reasons.

Ren Ying called it: Mu Mu's Monday listlessness symptoms.

Then there are 'symptoms of lack of energy on Tuesday', 'complications of yawning on Wednesday', 'drowsiness syndrome on Thursday', 'intermittent episodes of qi weakness on Friday'......

In the third of the fourth class, the chemistry teacher answered the question by the name of a classmate, and the goddess of luck did not often hang the curtain Song Shijing.

Song Shijing has been waiting, waiting with burning eyes, but the chemistry teacher has never named him.

Ten minutes before class ended, the chemistry teacher suddenly said, "Let's have a quiz," he said, smiling and waving a stack of papers in his hand.

"Ah, here we go again......"

"Teacher, you're naughty again. ”

"I'm hungry. ”

"The lunch break is going to be occupied for another ten minutes!"

In the midst of all kinds of whispered complaints from the classmates, Song Shijing was stunned, taking the exam in class?

Well, it's okay, a bright red perfect score plus a small red flower can also be a proof of your ability!

Sneaking a glance at Na Mu Qian, he found that he had put away the comic book and was also holding a pen to prepare......

Song Shijing suddenly felt that she should work harder!

Come on!

She sat at the back, the sheets of paper slowly passed backwards, and by the time they reached her hand, it was the last.

Syllable!

Pressing the test paper in the palm of her hand, the corner of Song Shijing's mouth showed the 'evil smile of the Great Demon King', and picked up the ballpoint pen that she had been waiting for for a long time.

The basic composition of explosives is one sulfur, two nitrate, and three charcoals! Well, is it one nitrate or one sulfur...... Be...... Huh?'

Song Shijing looked at the piece of paper in front of her.

There are a lot of Chinese characters that are common to the whole universe, there are many letters, there are many marks, there are many ...... She didn't know anything like that.

"Do you learn this now?"

Song Shijing's feet softened, and the chemistry teacher's eyes just came......

Silently lying on the table.

"What's wrong?

"Teacher, I have a stomachache, can I go to the infirmary?"

It's better to escape......

"Okay, class leader? ”

Ren Ying, who was seriously answering the question, was stunned, glanced at Song Shijing, and nodded a little reluctantly. (To be continued.) )