"If you want to memorize it, you can write my name on the blackboard!"

With Gu Ze's words, he promised to put his mind at ease.

Then in the first class, you saw the corner of the blackboard, and this row was written.

On October x, the list of assignments was not submitted:

Language: Gu Ze

Mathematics: Gu Ze

English: Gu Ze

Physics: Gu Ze

……

All the students, including the math teacher who came to the first class: "......".

Gu Ze: "You really wrote a row?" ”

Promise blinked, as if he didn't understand.

"Didn't you ask me to write a whole row? At first, I wanted to write: 'Gu Ze didn't write all his homework'. ”

Gu Ze: "......"

"Then you might as well write like this."

Xu Promise nodded very seriously, so the next day, everyone saw the corner of the blackboard again, and the whole "glorious deeds" belonging to the big guy.

This went on for a week.

The big guy began to take out the newspaper that he had gathered in the corner of the table, crumpled like a pickle, and began to write his homework.

Just when everyone thought that the big guy was going to surrender to the means of blacklisting.

Teacher Liu came back in the second class.

"Gu Ze! What's the matter with you! The newspaper writes multiple-choice questions on paper, and the ABCD is really orderly! ”

Gu Ze was very calm: "General, concede." ”

Teacher Liu was so angry that he slapped the paper on the podium, "There are only three options for one question, where did you come from!" ”

Gu Ze glanced at Teacher Liu with some disdain, as if to say why do you ask such a mentally retarded question.

That's for sure.

"Written."

"Gu Ze!!"

"Here, here."

Teacher Liu was so angry by his attitude that he poured a whole cup of wolfberry chrysanthemum tea before he eased up.

"Say, why don't you write the paper well, it's so perfunctory, don't say anything else, are you worthy of this paper?"

"What is there to be sorry for." Gu Ze spread his hands, "If you look at its appearance similar to pickles, you will know that there is no opinion at all." ”

"As for why I don't write well, it's because I can't, I don't know how to write."

The class fell silent.

Have you ever heard the first grade say that you can't write papers?

And said it so confidently, as if he really couldn't write.

After the silence, it was Sun Wuchen's voice that couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Hahaha, Sao, it's still my brother Ze's most sassy."

"Brother Ze is awesome!"

The people in the class were also infected by the laughter, and one or two were laughing there.

Mr. Liu was so angry by this face that he picked up the thermos cup and wanted to take another sip of wolfberry chrysanthemum tea, but finally found that there was no cup in it?

I don't know when the tea was drunk by him!

This year, even a cup of tea bullied him.

Teacher Liu was so annoyed that he could only focus on Xu Promise in the end.

"Promise, in the future, Gu Ze will not count the papers taught like this, you keep an eye on him for me, and let him write a good paper for me!"

"Huh?" It was a bit difficult to make a promise, and I felt that this task was a bit daunting.

Gu Ze was hit by someone and wanted to throw all the rolls in the trash.

He can't write if he doesn't write, and he can't write either, and this teacher is too demanding.

"Promise, this is the first task given to you by the teacher, you have to complete it well."

She couldn't even refuse to make a promise, and she felt tired from the bottom of her heart, feeling that this task was a mountain in front of her, and she couldn't complete it.

I'm afraid she is about to become the shortest class leader since Gaoyang No. 1 Middle School started school.