"Download a martial arts novel and tie me a dog skin plaster, disgusting." Ji Yang rubbed his middle finger on the screen of his mobile phone for a while, and he couldn't delete this broken software.

This is called a martial arts master, and I don't know what to use for software, but it actually took up a full two GB of his memory. Ji Yang's mobile phone memory card is only four G in total, except for some software, songs, and games, there are a little more than two G left.

After tying up the "Martial Arts Master", Ji Yang played the game card to death, and he was always running out of memory.

"Why can't I delete it, it can't be a virus, what a broken website." Ji Yang ate instant noodles for two months, plus the Lenovo touch-screen mobile phone that he bought for the New Year's money this year, and played for less than five days.

He's just an ordinary junior in high school, and if he wants to buy another one, it's more than two months of instant noodles.

Whether it is Lao Tan or Master Kong, Ji Yang is already tired of eating crookedly.

"Is it easy for me to read a novel, just a hobby, and I have to put my new phone in it." After trying for a while to no avail, Ji Yang showed a crying look.

"Ji Yang, it's time for class." Ma Yong patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Ji Yang comes from a remote town, so he lives on campus.

Ma Yong is his classmate and roommate, his name is masculine, but he is really short, only 1.58 meters. The two have poor athletic ability, and they both like to read novels and play games, and gradually become good friends.

"Brother Xiaoma, lend me your mobile phone to play in class later." Ji Yang put his arm around Ma Yong's shoulders and walked to the teaching building together.

"I'm going to play too." Ma Yong decisively refused.

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In the first chemistry class, the teacher was called Ying Xiaoxiao.

Ying Xiaoxiao is only twenty-three years old, a rookie teacher who has just graduated, with a melon seed face and almond eyes, a small waist and a big white rabbit. She was wearing a white dress, long hair and a shawl, light makeup and red lips that looked very beautiful.

High school girls don't know how to dress up yet, so they look relatively immature, green, and a little rustic.

When the boys saw such a beautiful royal sister as Ying Xiaoxiao at first glance, they all admired her and had the urge to have her. Even some students, taking advantage of Ying Xiaoxiao's turn to write a book, poked their heads down and peeked under her skirt, with a lewd smile on their faces.

"White."

"I can't see it, just lift it up a little more."

"No, I can't hold it."

Ji Yang swallowed his saliva while secretly despising these animals.

If every teacher is as beautiful and generous, gentle and kind as Ying Xiaoxiao, I will definitely study hard.

"Nine methods for the separation and purification of common substances, which student will answer." Ying Xiaoxiao glanced at the classroom, and many students subconsciously avoided her scrutinizing eyes.

This is Dongdu No. 1 Middle School, the fifth class of high school.

Class 5 is Class B, that is, the poor class.

The school does not explicitly divide ABC classes, but there is a rough grading according to the students. Most of the students in Class 5 had poor grades, and of the thirty-three students, ten fell in class, and ten were playing with their mobile phones.

Ji Yang belongs to the other thirteen today, he didn't sleep because he couldn't sleep, he didn't play with his mobile phone, because the memory was not enough. But Ji Yang didn't listen to the class either, he was in adolescence and had a great interest in women.

"Ji Yang, you answer."

Ying Xiaoxiao had some impressions of Ji Yang sitting in the middle, not because he was "prominent", but because he was handsome. Even after going through the college stage, in Ying Xiaoxiao's opinion, Ji Yang is also a rare handsome guy.

In addition, Ji Yang was shameless and kept staring at Ying Xiaoxiao, so he was honored to be named.

"Teacher, what did you just ask?" Ji Yang stood up awkwardly, he didn't hear the question clearly at all.

"Nine methods of separation and purification of common substances, you name it again." Ying Xiaoxiao's expression remained unchanged, but she was a little disappointed in Ji Yang in her heart, and she was a little boy with good looks and no ideals.

"Distillation cooling, filtration, dissolution, ...... There are also ......" Ji Yang racked his brains and couldn't remember, and many classmates quietly turned their heads and sneered, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

"Alright, sit down." Ying Xiaoxiao didn't bother to wait for him to think, waved his hand to signal him to sit down, and then clicked the name of a top student: "Zhou Zihan, you can talk about these nine methods." ”

When Ji Yang saw Ying Xiaoxiao's indifferent demeanor, his heart was very shocked, and he also had a little dignity. Even if Ying Xiaoxiao reprimanded him twice and told him to read carefully, Ji Yang would feel better.

The hardest thing is to be ignored and given up by the teacher.

Zhou Zihan was at the top of the fifth class, and he stood up and said fluently: "Crystallization and recrystallization, distillation and cooling, filtration, sublimation, extraction, dissolution, addition, absorption, and transformation." ”

Ying Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, and said, "Very good, none of them are wrong." ”

Zhou Zihan glanced back at Ji Yang when he sat down, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain, full of superiority. His sense of superiority is not only against Ji Yang, but against all the students present.

In his eyes, this is a garbage group.

And he never regarded himself as a student in Class 5, Zhou Zihan always thought that he should be a student in Class A. It's just bad luck that I was placed in class B by the teacher, commonly known as angels descending to earth.

"It's just a question to answer, what's the big deal." Ma Yong muttered.

"Whatever, it's useless to have good grades, and it's still the life of moving bricks when you go out of society." Wu Chuanjing piled up the books in front of him, blocking the teacher's view, and kept playing mobile games below.

This is nothing, some of them even listen to songs with headphones on, and treat the teacher as if they were nothing.

This is a very special period, and the Internet is everywhere promoting the theory that reading books is useless and the theory of college fun. The teacher told them that they could play hard by working hard to get into college, and they wanted to attract students to study, but in fact it was counterproductive.

Saying that the university is fun can only attract a few students from better families, and those who come from rural towns and villages do not want to go. Because they don't have the money to go to college, it's better to get into society early than that.

Coupled with virtual games, web novels are flooding people's lives and affecting many students.

Ji Yang is one of them, he used to study in primary and junior high school in the town, and his grades have always ranked in the top three. It wasn't until he came to the city to study in high school and was often exposed to online games that Ji Yang gradually degenerated.

"Buzz Buzz Buzz" Suddenly, Ji Yang'......s mobile phone in the drawer trembled, as if a call had come. As a veteran player, Ji Yang certainly won't ring the bell in class.

He took out his phone to unlock it, there was no phone and no text message, but the "martial arts master" was vibrating.

Ji Yang was a little curious, he didn't know what kind of software the martial arts master was, why did he suddenly move? He stretched out his index finger and clicked on the software, and a dialog box appeared on his phone, like a chat channel.

Yin Zhiping: Master Ji, are you there, I would like to ask a question.

"What the hell, and which one has nothing to do when he is full, and he posts harassing messages on the Internet." When Ji Yang saw the familiar name of Yin Zhiping, his first reaction was that someone was playing him.

I wanted to turn off the software, but I'm bored anyway, so let's play with him.