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The pill that Yin Mochen fed her last night, the sleeping effect gradually dissipated, Ye Zhixia's eyelashes trembled a few times, and slowly opened his eyes.

After staring at the ceiling of her house for more than ten seconds, she reluctantly kicked off the quilt and sat up on the bed. Stretching her waist, she turned her head to look at the alarm clock at the head of the bed, and when she saw the finger clock pointing to half past seven, her whole body suddenly woke up.

She jumped up from the bed, grabbed her clothes and rushed into the bathroom. Five minutes later, she finished washing and dressing up, hung her schoolbag in front of the broken second-hand car, and pushed the car out of the house in a hurry.

Along the way, she pedaled the locomotive and shuttled in the car river, almost driving the locomotive as a. However, when she arrived at Huayang No. 1 Middle School, she was still late without any suspense.

The doorman has closed the school gate, and her car will definitely not be able to drive in. After thinking about it, Ye Zhixia parked the locomotive not far from the school gate, and then ran around the front door to a place where there were few people before stopping.

She looked around and saw that there was no one, so she lifted her bag over her head and threw it through the wall. Then, when she took a few steps back and ran under the wall, she jumped her legs hard and climbed up to the top of the wall with agility. With her hands on the wall, she jumped into the campus with ease, then grabbed her schoolbag and ran towards the church building.

The morning reading class has been carried out for more than half of the time, and the sound of books in the classroom is loud. Ye Zhixia pushed open the door and saw the Chinese teacher Hu Zhichang standing in front of the blackboard, so she crept back to her seat. Her tablemate and friend was shaking her head at this time and reciting the "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion".

"Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. The fishing boat sings at night, ringing on the shore of the poor Peng Li, the geese are frightened, and the sound is broken in Hengyang's Pu......"

"You have it, you have to be professional in pretending, the books are all reversed!" Ye Zhixia took the book in her hand, only to find that her language book was mixed with a comic book, "You are so arrogant, you don't even take Hu Lao Wei in your eyes!" If you get caught, just wait to go to the playground and run laps! ”

Hu Zhichang, the head teacher of their third (9th) class, is particularly fond of corporal punishment of students in disguise, who does not complete their homework, usually punished for copying Chinese texts several times; It was even worse to be caught sleeping in his class, and he rushed directly to the playground to run, and shouted the slogan of class 9 while running, how embarrassing it was. Because of his perverted tricks to deal with students, everyone secretly called him an old monster, and he was called the 'Three Monsters of Huayang' along with the extermination teacher in the next class and the extremely thunderous piano teacher in the liberal arts and art class.

"Ye Zhixia, are you embarrassed to talk about me? It's only Thursday, and you're already four days late this week! Song Xiyue looked at the old class, and whispered with a book to cover her mouth, "You are the rhythm of death!" ”

"I've been crawling in from the wall for the past few days, and the brains of the student union can't catch me at all!" She raised her eyebrows triumphantly, then opened her bag and pulled out her language papers. After all, the old class is in the church, and the superficial work that should be done still has to be done, if you don't take him too seriously and always pick the authority as a teacher, then he will immediately let you know how good he is.

As a student, you still have to listen to the teacher!

Looking at the two big dark circles under Ye Zhixia's eye sockets, Song Xiyue continued to ask in a very small voice: "You won't go to Aunt Scarlet's Aunt Dingqing again last night, will you?" "She's been dozing off in class lately, which makes her the person who lets her out of the wind always be discouraged.