Study hard and make progress every day?

Kong Minghuan really believed in her evil, but seeing Meng Changjin's serious appearance, she still chose to believe it.

"I didn't expect Zhuang Qi to have good grades and like to ask others to study." Kong Minghuan's gossip look is still undiminished.

She likes gossip, but she doesn't pick any gossip.

"Well, I studied." Meng Changjin nodded and took out all the books from the table.

"Wow, isn't it, Yu Xiaotang, you actually study between classes, Zhuang Qi's words are so good?" Kong Minghuan's face was full of shock.

Except for Zhuang Qi, the students in this class study hard every day, which of the others is not secretly playing with mobile phones in class, reading novels, or going to the toilet with acquaintances after class, or chatting and farting with each other.

"I don't want to, but if you think about my parents, I can't get into high school, I'm afraid I'll be torn apart." Meng Changjin glanced at Kong Minghuan in a light tone, and gave her a "Understand?" Expression.

Kong Minghuan understood.

Seconds understood.

For junior high school students, the teacher is a big mountain, and standing there can calm people.

Kong Minghuan also suddenly remembered at this time that Yu Xiaotang's parents were teachers in school.

"Shhh Kong Minghuan gasped, looking at Meng Changjin's expression with pity.

"Come on!" Kong Minghuan gave Meng Changjin a verbal cheer, and then decisively turned around to talk to the classmates on the other side to gossip.

Kong Minghuan went to gossip about others, and Meng Changjin also happened to see the client's learning progress.

The client's long-cherished wish is to study hard and improve every day, so he can't even fail high school, right?

Turning over a book, corresponding to the client's memory, Meng Changjin's expression gradually became stiff.

What progress, something that doesn't exist at all.

The scum of the study scum really deserved its name, and Meng Changjin cried......

She's pretending.

It is now the second week of the second semester of the third year of high school, and it is only five months before the high school entrance examination, but there is no knowledge in the existing memory in the client's body.

But she also knew that it wouldn't work to plunge headlong into books and study, and she had to make a study plan first.

The client's parents are both middle school teachers, one teaches mathematics and the other teaches physics.

In addition, language, geography, history and other parts that need to be memorized, Meng Changjin is not false.

The minimum score for direct admission to the high school of this school requires a total score of 400 points, and Meng Changjin is ready to get all the scores that can be obtained by memorization, so if you calculate it, it should not be a big problem to be admitted to the high school of this school.

Meng Changjin sighed in his heart, took out his Chinese textbook and began to read.

Meng Changjin's divine sense is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and the advantage of strong divine consciousness is that it doesn't have to work too hard to endorse, and it is almost unforgettable.

If you don't consider the grades, Meng Changjin's goal is to be the top student in the high school entrance examination, but if you want to consider the grades, Meng Changjin's goal is to be admitted to the high school of the school.

The fifteen minutes of recess passed quickly, and the class bell rang outside, and students stepped into the classroom one after another, filling the empty seats one after another.

The class bell rang for a whole minute, and after another minute the bell stopped, the teacher holding the lesson plan walked into the classroom in a hurry.

The class leader stood up and shouted to stand up, and the students in the classroom stood up one after another and shouted in unison Hello teacher.

The teacher put down the lesson plan, supported the sides of the lectern with both hands, glanced at the students in the classroom, and said flatly: "Hello students, please take a seat." ”

The whole class sat down again.

Meng Changjin began to pull up the client's memory as soon as the teacher walked into the classroom, and quickly pulled out the teacher's information.

It is Teacher Liu, who teaches Chinese.

Meng Changjin stuffed the other books into the table, leaving only the language books.

When the book was released, Meng Changjin also glanced at the same table, the same table was a boy, in the memory of the client, this person seemed to be called Wen Haorui, at this time the other party was lying on the desk, his hands were used as pillows, and he could only see a black hair top, and the class time was his sleeping time.

Meng Changjin looked away and opened the Chinese textbook on the desk according to the teacher's request on the podium.

Just over a week after the start of school, the third article was taught.

The teacher on the podium began to lecture on his own, which can be regarded as serious and responsible, and will ask the students if there is anything they don't understand so much after each paragraph.

It's a pity that this is a bad class, and it's a rare scene for the students in the class to not speak loudly, let alone take the initiative to attract the attention of the teacher.

Meng Changjin listened to the class quite seriously, sat upright, and understood everything the teacher said after class.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Mr. Liu on the podium finished the next content in a few words, and announced the end of class without departing from the water.

Before the students could shout goodbye to the teacher, Mr. Liu's heels had already quickly crossed the classroom door.

As soon as Meng Changjin's buttocks sat on the chair, he saw that his head at the same table had been lifted from the table, and there was a large red mark on his forehead.

Meng Changjin withdrew his attention from looking at his tablemates, raised his hand to close the open book, and closed his eyes.

She memorized the content of the book just now and the content of the teacher in her mind, and only after making sure that she had completely memorized it, Meng Changjin opened her eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes.

Meng Changjin: ???

Meng Changjin's head slowly put a question mark, and his head subconsciously stepped back, widening the distance between him and the owner of the eyes in front of him.

Only then did she find that the person in front of her was her tablemate Wen Haorui.

"What are you doing, you want to scare people to death." Meng Changjin patted his flat chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.

She had just focused on memorizing the content of the textbook, and deliberately restrained her divine sense, which made Wen Haorui so close to her silently.

"I thought you were asleep." Wen Haorui was also startled when he saw Meng Changjin suddenly open his eyes, and after saying this lightly, Wen Haorui sat back in his place.

Meng Changjin glanced at the other party speechlessly, the red mark on this person's forehead was still obvious, and it should not be able to disappear for a while.

No longer bothered with Wen Haorui, lowered his head and flipped through the table, and found a class schedule.

The curriculum itself is a thick blank sheet of paper, on which the table is drawn neatly, and the seven classes in the morning and evening five days a week are written in the drawn table.

I am not active in class, and I am quite serious about keeping a class schedule.