"Why don't you do it, don't you bully the first place girl?" Niu Zihao's eyes widened and he said.

He is most unaccustomed to the kind of people who bully the weak in his life, if you have the ability, you can go and fight alone with Ban Bacheng Cheng.

Wang Xiang was applying the formula to calculate the problem in his hand, but something hit him on the back of his head.

Due to the biological principle of the knee jerk reflex, he "rubbed" himself from his seat and stood up without showing any color.

The range of movement is not particularly large, otherwise the whole class will have to look at him with attention.

I thought it would be Teacher Zhou who was doing sneak attack work behind his back, but after thinking about it carefully, I thought it was unlikely.

He is obviously studying hard with peace of mind, and he has not recruited anyone to provoke anyone, let alone a teacher, and even the principal may not be qualified to beat him.

When Wang Xiang turned his head to take a look, he instantly understood.

I saw Niu Zihao in a panic, and quickly stuffed the book into the desk.

It was too late, and in the end, it couldn't escape Wang Xiang's keen eyes.

"Brother Niu, I treat you well, why do you still attack me, give a reason first."

"Huh?" Niu Zihao was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what he wanted to answer.

However, he still buffered for a while before he came up with a reason that was not too exquisite, "Why are you bullying Ma Tiantian?" ”

Wang Xiang really even had the mind to scold, he just helped her solve a problem, and how could a good person suddenly become a bully.

If it were according to Niu Zihao's logical thinking just now, the teacher would teach the students, wouldn't it become a bully every day.

As for the "Three-Year College Entrance Examination, Five-Year Simulation" sold on the market, it was simply renamed directly, and it was called "Three Years of Fraud, Five Years of Bullying".

To be honest, Wang Xiang can change seats for Ma Tiantian, but he can't swallow this breath because of this.

Smelling the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, Ma Tiantian hurried to make a move, if it was too late, it was very likely that the two of them would fight.

Under her explanation, the two of them were able to release their suspicions, and the root cause of the problem was still the annoying physics problem.

"Phew, good men don't fight women."

Wang Xiang turned his head and muttered.

He was so angry that he compared Niu Zihao to a girl.

In desperation, I had to ask Li Min to come out, he is a top student, and any difficult questions will shine in his pen.

Wang Xiang also gave way to Brother Min and sat alone in the aisle, enjoying the highest state of loneliness.

Zhao Liyang originally wanted to take another set of mock questions to prepare to practice, but when she saw Li Min coming, she also stopped the pen in her hand and planned to learn from him.

Several people sat around and admired the dancing colors of Li Min's brush. To be honest, if he doesn't become a teacher in the future, it will definitely be a big loss for the teaching profession.

In evening self-study, there will always be an unwritten rule, that is, remember the name.

Any student who eats melon seeds, listens to songs, looks at mobile phones, or affects the learning of others will be recorded in history by Gao Dingwen.

So that it was handed over to the head teacher to deal with, and the consequences were of course miserable and impossible to see.

Not only did you have to read your handwritten review aloud at the class meeting on Monday, but you also had to be fined for cleaning for a week.

How painful it is, I'm afraid you will only know after experiencing it.

But today, the class was surprisingly quiet, more than forty minutes passed, and no one's name was left on the blank paper in front of Gao Dingwen.

How the classmates in the class became well-behaved today was really unexpected by him.

I saw Gao Dingwen looking left and right, as if he was looking for some target.

Finally, a group of people at the table next to him successfully caught his attention.

"Hey, Li Min, what are you doing, why didn't the landlord call me!"

Gao Dingwen looked intently and found no trace of playing cards. On the desk are dense handwriting and drafts written by Li Min.

It took a long time, but it fell short after all.

It wasn't a simple question, and it took most of the draft book to sacrifice half of the manuscript before I finally had eyebrows.

"Ah, it's out, the speed is 54.3m/s."

Li Min stopped his pen and let out a long breath, looking at the surprised others around him, he also looked embarrassed.

Sometimes, it doesn't matter what the result is, it's the process, and I believe that's the most exciting thing I've ever experienced.

"There's still half an hour after school, so let's talk, I don't really want to study today."

Ma Tiantian looked at the wall clock on the wall and said from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that there was a crowd at the end of the classroom, Gao Yaxuan was also very curious about what they were doing.

"Yanyan, why don't we go and have a good time."

"I'm not going, the Chinese translation will have to be handed in tomorrow morning, and it is estimated that tonight will be another day of staying up late."

Wang Yan sighed and continued to write.

"Haha, don't you know, the Chinese and chemistry classes have been reversed, and it's just a matter of finishing it on Saturday."

"Really?"

Wang Yan showed an incredulous expression, obviously surprised by what she said.

"Of course, with the friendship between the two of us, I can't lie to you."

It was originally planned to play Truth or Dare, but due to factors such as time and environment, it was finally canceled.

Like the scene of sitting around in the classroom, it's quite interesting to chat and tell stories.

After a rock-paper-scissors affair, Wang Xiang, the lecturer of the story, was defeated.

Just as Wang Xiang was about to start his performance, a strand of hair fell to his ear, and he could smell the fragrance.

It was Gao Yaxuan and Wang Yan who came, and the two of them also came to join in the fun.

"Don't be noisy, listen to Brother Xiang's storytelling, which can be called an epic classic royal pulpit. If it is remade into a film and television drama, it can be compared to Hollywood. ”

Niu Zihao said funnyly, his hands were still flying in the air, as if he was conducting a commanding action.

In fact, he doesn't really want to read, and he just combines work and rest, compared to the three years of high school, a night of self-study is really insignificant.

If he can, he also wants to make a campus show, and the name has already been thought of, so it's called "Brother Xiang Has Something to Say".

"Ahem." Wang Xiang drank a bottle of water, and the story began.

"Once upon a time, there was a legend that there was a technical secondary school, where a few college students could not be admitted a year, and most of them eventually entered the arms of higher vocational schools."

"I heard that the school was built in the cemetery without the consent of the person concerned, and every time after a period of time, there will always be bad news coming out of it, and there are also very bizarre things happening."

"On a cold rainy day, the classroom at seven o'clock in the morning was as dark as ink, and there were tall buildings standing up, so the light could not reach normally. A scene like this is estimated to be too bright until school ends at noon. ”

"The teacher had no way to teach normally, so he had to order the student next to the door to turn on the light."