On the campus of a middle school in T City, students are taking outdoor physical education classes on the playground. In the corridor of the teaching building, the sound of students reading and the sound of teachers lecturing can be heard.

In a classroom in the third year of high school, He Shuzhen was sitting behind a lectern, coldly looking at the students who were studying on their own.

The vibrating sound of her "buzzing" phone came from her jacket pocket, and she pulled it out and looked at a text message from a student's parents.

"Mr. He, I recently went on a business trip in other places. Our family Liu Chen will ask you to take care of it more! Recharge your mobile phone with 1,000 yuan, and please contact me in time if you have something, and I wish you a Merry Christmas! ”

He Shuzhen looked at another system text message on her mobile phone notifying the recharge amount, and finally had a smile on her cold face.

She looked at the students in the first row one by one, calculating in her heart which of the students' parents had given her gifts and which ones had not.

Every holiday is the time for her to earn extra money. Every time on such days, the parents of the students in her class use various channels and excuses to make her accept gifts in a high-sounding manner.

As her gaze swept over a skinny figure sitting in the last row, disgust flashed in her triangular eyes.

Ma Xiaotian, a science genius, but a transfer student with poor liberal arts grades.

Last year, because of his strong bias, his college entrance examination score did not reach the admission score of his favorite famous college. This stubborn child gave up the admission letter of other universities for the sake of his ideals, and instead chose to repeat it, wanting to use the year to work hard to improve his liberal arts grades.

But he never imagined that the middle school that his parents had specially found for him and was famous for its excellent liberal arts grades would become his nightmare!

He Shuzhen thought of being thrown by her in the office drawer, the exquisite Christmas card made by Ma Xiaotian herself, and a nameless anger rose in her heart.

This Ma Xiaotian is really an unenlightened idiot, who is rare for a broken card? She explicitly hinted to his parents many times that she asked Ma Xiaotian to participate in her extracurricular cram school, who knew that their family seemed to be lacking tendons, and they didn't understand it at all.

At this time, Ma Xiaotian was also very entangled, he looked at the difficult and difficult ancient text in the Chinese textbook, and wanted to ask Teacher He what some words meant.

But thinking of Mr. He's cynicism at him every time he asked the teacher a question, he decided to ask the classmates next to him first.

"Buzz" He Shuzhen's mobile phone vibrated again, she took out her mobile phone again, the caller ID was an unfamiliar number, she walked out of the classroom quickly, and closed the classroom door.

"Hello? Who is it? He Shuzhen covered her white fat hand to her mouth and asked in a low voice.

"He Shuzhen?" The man on the other end of the line asked coldly in a stiff tone with a distinct accent.

"Hey! Who are you? After He Shuzhen heard the other party's words clearly, her expression became respectful, she bowed slightly and whispered.

"I'm Qiao Ben, are you sure you got the news of Huaxia Cultivator?" A gloomy man's voice came from the other side of the phone, and He Shuzhen's hand trembled slightly.

Joeben, the famous ghost general of the headquarters. Although she is at the same level as her, she is a disciple of the Sun Worship Sect Master, and she is much more noble than a rootless duckweed-like person like her.

The Sun Worship Cult is a highly hierarchical sect, even if He Shuzhen used the amazing resentment she got from killing the teenager in Huaxia to finally make her cultivate into a ghost general, but compared to the sect leader's beloved disciple, she is still a stepping stone for others.

"I'm determined to find the mysterious ruins left in the Huaxia Xiuzhen Realm this time, how is the news from your side?" Qiao Ben's ghostly voice continued to come from the other end of the phone, interrupting He Shuzhen's thoughts.

"Senior Brother Qiao, I've already inquired from Lannie about the residence of that Huaxia cultivator, we can go there and capture her tonight!" He Shuzhen replied respectfully into the mobile phone while bowing frequently.

"Don't be in a hurry to make a move yet, I'll come to your house tonight, and we'll discuss countermeasures!" As soon as the cold man finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for He Shuzhen's reaction.

"Hey!" He Shuzhen knew that the other party had closed the line, but she still replied to the beeping mobile phone.

When Ho returned to the classroom, the students whispered and laughed because they were not supervised by the teacher.

"Humph!" Contrary to the groveling just now, He Shuzhen put on a cold mask again, and coldly glanced at the students who made frequent small movements.

The cold breath spread through the classroom, and the students were silent and picked up their textbooks again and began to study on their own.

"He, Teacher He." Ma Xiaotian finally couldn't help it and raised his hand to stand up.

"Ma Xiaotian, what's the matter with you?" Although He Shuzhen's tone was calm, there was a clear look of disdain in her eyes.

"In this battle of Kun, there is a passage that I don't understand very well, and I want to ......" Ma Xiaotian snorted, his face pale from fear.

"What do you think? I've already talked about this article! You don't listen to lectures in class, it's almost the final exam, haven't you figured it out yet? Are you throwing your brain at home? Before Ma Xiaotian finished speaking, He Shuzhen began to sarcastic.

"You've already re-learned, why are you still so confused? Compared to the rest of the class, going to school is a waste of time for you! He Shuzhen remembered the worthless handmade greeting card on the desk, and the words she said became more and more acerb.

Ma Xiaotian had never suffered such an insult, he suppressed the anger in his heart, sat back in his chair with a bang, and lowered his head sadly.

Is he so unbearable? Could it be that he lives to be insulted and discriminated against?

Tears were about to burst out of his eyes, but he endured them alive. He was afraid, afraid of being ridiculed by his classmates who were a year younger than him; He was afraid, afraid that the middle-aged old parents who had children would be invited to school again, and like him, they would be abused by Teacher He.

Looking at Ma Xiaotian's lowered head, He Shuzhen's heart was a little balanced, she pointed to a girl sitting in the first row and said, "Li Zhenzhen, do you not understand anything about the battle of Kun?" ”

"Teacher He, the battle of Kun uses Uncle Jian as a clue to explain the truth that the unjust war launched for hegemony is bound to fail. According to Mr. He's request, we have all memorized the important passages! Li Zhenzhen replied fluently.

But she was thinking in her heart that this knowledge was taught by Teacher He in extracurricular paid tutoring classes, and in formal classes, she basically let students study by themselves.

But she didn't dare to say these thoughts! He Shuzhen has successfully educated these more than 40 students into mercenary, servile villains!

"Listen, the same teacher taught, why do people have a correct understanding of this article?" He Shuzhen shook her fat face that couldn't see her mandible, and said triumphantly: "Don't think that you can be admitted to college by opening your mouth wide in class and listening to lectures stupidly!" The master leads the door, and the practice is in the individual! ”

Looking at Ma Xiaotian's little head lowering more and more, He Shuzhen's heart was happy. She squinted at the embarrassed boy in the corner and continued: "If you don't work hard after class, just pointing at the teacher in the classroom for forty-five minutes, can you make progress?" Your classmates who are younger than you understand these truths, you are older than everyone else, and you really don't know how your parents educate you! ”

"Jingle bell ......" When the bell rang for the end of class, He Shuzhen stopped her endless reprimand, she happily picked up the lesson plan on the podium and slammed it fiercely.

When no one was looking, she quietly put away a small black pocket that hung open around her waist, and then walked out of the classroom in a menacing manner.

The bell for the end of class made the quiet classroom boil, and the naughty children all rushed out of the classroom, and occasionally a few students stayed in the classroom, with disdainful eyes, continuing to delay Ma Xiaotian's dignity.

Ma Xiaotian hurriedly packed his schoolbag, forcibly suppressed the anger and grievances in his heart, and walked out of the school alone. A difficult day has finally passed