19.

"I've been caught, so fast, you're a little efficient."

I was talking on the phone to Fang Wan, a female classmate of the same level as me who had joined the student union, and under normal circumstances, I relied on her to communicate with the student union. The reason I did this was largely because I felt like I still couldn't press that @, especially in the president group, and I didn't even want to bubble at all.

Long live diving, to be honest.

"Ah, I don't know very well, but it seems that those in Class 2 have been filed or what, so I'm also surprised, God speed, the seniors are so amazing!"

I smiled, after all, no matter how powerful the predecessors are, they are just ordinary people in some aspects, or even worse.

I suddenly remembered Du Feifei's eyes.

Oh no, I can't stop laughing, it's definitely my fault to laugh on this occasion.

But luckily, the next words gave me a reason to laugh.

"By the way, the senior you pushed downstairs last time doesn't seem to be sick."

"Poof, ahhhh

The other side paused, as if he was scolding me for being inhumane in his heart, but I really wasn't like that.

"I just want to skip class on the rooftop like I used to."

"What did he do to Li Xinmu?"

"I completely feel that I have been caught skipping class, and I plan to be caught."

Lu Yu: ???

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The weekend passed quickly, and at Monday's flag-raising ceremony, the principal made a veiled remark about what had happened to me.

Well, the speech under the national flag.

"Ahem, in recent days, our freshmen have encountered some incidents of bullying on campus, but the student upholds justice and kindness, and finally defeats evil and convinces his classmates."

Lu Yu: ???

No, did you write this manuscript yourself? Where did you get the information?

Is this a loss of documents, or a distortion of facts?

I'm not going to pursue it any further.

So there was no punishment this time?

Although I still have a little X number in my mind about this result, I still feel a little uncomfortable. And he didn't say a word about the guy named Chen Banwu.

I don't talk to people much in class, so I don't share this discomfort with others. Although it is said that sharing can reduce the pain in half, in my opinion, forget it, I can still bear it.

It's just that Chen Banwu's guy is standing second behind me, and he is still a chatter in the middle. This made me a little uncomfortable, and I really heard what Chen Banwu said from the talker behind me, which made me very unhappy.

I'm going to get goosebumps, and in my eyes, this guy's words are absolutely untrustworthy.

And then the back is still chattering, a little annoying.

"Please, don't talk about it."

I turned around, and the chatter was obviously a little blocked by the language function, but it was there.

Quickly turned back again, and smiled by the way, so that his helplessness and even the object of his imposition dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

However, the flag-raising ceremony was not going to be long, and I was really glad for my waist after I finally touched the seats in the classroom. Although my injury was able to move normally, I still felt pain even after standing for a long time, and I had to try to exert myself in my lower back to try to get some relief, in fact, it only caused my pain to move from my ankle to my lumbar spine.

This gave me a lot of headaches, and I was silently shifting the stress point during the whole flag-raising ceremony, no, it is impossible to transfer the stress point, and the effect I wanted was to spread the pain evenly.

My thoughts were good, but it turned out that I was not good for the rest of the day.

That's also better than a foot scrap.

The first class of each Monday is math, followed by two happy days without math. Hong Kong Zhen, I am happy without math completely because I don't have to hand in math homework, which makes my head hurt.

Not for anything else.

I've always had a hard time, why are the steps so clear.

I expressed extremely strong resistance to this hard condition, but saying that, didn't my body honestly write it down in the third year of junior high school?

"Because, so."

This is what the teacher said on stage in my eyes, and perhaps in the eyes of more students.

"Ah, by the way, Lu Yu, you can solve this problem?"

"Huh?"

The old man, squeezing his eyebrows, smiled at me, and the smile made me feel like he was a different person.

And I have a kind of him who went to some people who were extremely familiar with gossip for a weekend, no, according to the teacher's temperament, maybe he soaked in the student forum.

Well, fortunately, I didn't add a teacher's friend, and he couldn't see my space.

Mmmm, this is a little bit of peace of mind, but something is wrong, why should I be at ease in such a place, hey?

With this in mind, I was able to solve the problem of this basic function with ease.

(I'm sorry, the author can't remember what to do in the first year of high school--, since we've learned differentiation now, let's take this as a talk, and by the way, I feel sorry for the author's own school experience. ）

The smile on the teacher's face froze a little.

"Well, well done."

No, hey, I don't have a sense of pride in my students at all, and why do I feel a little disappointed, and why do you want to put your head to the side, hey, are you really an older generation of mathematicians?

Is it the world that is getting a little fast for me to keep up with, or am I getting too slow?

"In view of Lu Yu's performance, I would like to praise him, since he is so good, then it doesn't matter if he usually deducts 2 points, right, he can get back in the exam."

"Ah, yes."

Wait a minute?

Lu Yu: ???

"Eh, wait, don't, teacher, I'm not the class representative? Am I not your favorite class representative? Teacher?! ”

Under those gold-rimmed glasses, I saw a pair of sly glasses.

Why am I panicking, the teacher seems to have awakened something wrong, hey, is this really good?

So, teacher, what about your discipline?

But before I could continue to ask, the teacher smiled directly, used PPT for the first time in school, and tilted his head to look at the projector on the ceiling.

He just looked at it, although I would say the projector was there, whether you looked at it or not, it was there, and there was no quarrel with the world.

No, hey, what the hell is the teacher doing, no one is going to help the teacher open it! Isn't the button on the podium broken, don't you all feel it?

I had no choice but to manually turn on this evil projector by myself.

However, I was a little embarrassed, and I still felt a little overwhelmed when I tried to use my clear height to touch the button of the base of a projector hanging from a 3-meter conscience ceiling.

Just as I was about to use a tool like a ruler, another guy stood up and helped me turn on the projector.

"Thank you."

I was going to go back and say thank you, but that person was Chen Banwu.

Out of politeness, I said this sentence in its entirety, although I felt a little uncomfortable, but the class still has to go on, right?