"Apologize? Just because you still want to be admitted to the key class? If you can get into the key class, I will eat this textbook in front of the whole class! Zhang Ke was angered by what Jin Ke had just said.

A middle and lower class student, his parents have never touched him as a class teacher, and they dare to question him in front of the whole class.

"Teacher Zhang, you just said, I hope that every student in our class will have a sense of collective honor and strive to enter the key class, and I am also working hard according to your requirements, I don't know why you are so angry? Do you mean you don't want us to work hard? Or do you not want us to have a sense of collective pride? Jin Ke asked Zhang Ke with some confusion.

"You ......" Zhang Ke found that he was actually irrefuted by Jin Ke.

"Teacher Zhang, you have been educating us, let us have dreams, and dare to fight for our dreams, I now have the dream of entering the key class, and I want to work hard for this dream, but Mr. Zhang, why do you humiliate me like this? Humiliating a student like me who wants to fight for the honor of his class? Ke continued.

The whole class was silent, and they all looked at Jin Ke with a look like they were looking at a monster.

When it comes to talking about the big truth, they think that they will definitely not be able to win against Teacher Zhang, and it is Teacher Zhang who tells them the big truth on weekdays, but they didn't expect Jin Ke to tell Teacher Zhang the big truth today, and let Teacher Zhang be speechless.

"You're right, but are you trying? You usually hang on to your children, your grades have not been able to get up, the final exam is coming, you are going to be divided into key classes, and you have come out to grandstand again! What qualifications does a student like you who is unwilling to be down-to-earth talk about dreams? Zhang Ke was silent for a few seconds, and then reprimanded Jin Ke with a face.

"Yes, I may not have worked hard before, but now I want to work hard, Mr. Zhang, do you mean I shouldn't work hard? A student like me is not qualified to have a dream at all? There are more than a dozen people in the class who have similar grades to me, and even worse than me, according to Mr. Zhang's meaning, none of us are qualified to have dreams? Jin Ke continued to question Zhang Ke unhurriedly.

The more than a dozen students in the middle and lower reaches of the class, who were not very good, all started to heax after hearing Jin Ke's words.

They all belong to the kind of parents who have no background and are usually discriminated against by Mr. Zhang, but because of their bad grades, they never dare to straighten their waists and say anything.

Unexpectedly, Jin Ke said everything they wanted to say today, and said it so clearly, they couldn't help but change their attitude towards Jin Ke's ridicule, and they had a kind of admiration for Jin Ke.

"Quiet! Be quiet! Want to rebel against you? Do you want me to invite your parents over for a meeting? Zhang Ke slapped the table and yelled.

"Can you give me a copy of the internal test questions?" I can pay for the photocopying myself. I want to fight for the honor of the class, I have a dream of entering the key class, and I also ask Mr. Zhang to fulfill it. Jin Ke continued to speak to Zhang Ke unhurriedly.

"I want one too, and I want to fight for the honor of the class!"

"I want it too! I have a dream! ”

The dozen or so students who had been heckling just now started heathing again at this time.

"Good! If you want internal test questions, then give them to you, except for the ten people I named, the rest of you go to the school copy room to pay for copying! I want to see how many points you can score in this final exam if you want to fight for the honor of the class and have a big dream! The head teacher Zhang Ke announced with a cold face.

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At the end of school, the classmates in the class all looked at Jin Ke with strange eyes.

There are mockery, there are worship, and there is schadenfreude.

But Jin Ke doesn't care about this.

He got the internal test questions, and he will review them well in the next few days, so that he can get off to a good start in his second life.

After arriving home, Jin Ke threw himself into an intense review.

In his last life, his hard work in the second and third years of junior high school made his junior high school grades very solid.

In the three years of high school, although he was addicted to games and his academic performance was only at the middle level, his understanding of these basic subjects was definitely far stronger than that of those first-year junior high school students.

With his current level of study in the second year of high school, it is really easy to deal with the final exam of the first year of junior high school.

Of course, some specific knowledge points still need to be familiar with through a few days of review.

After starting to review, Jin Ke quickly recalled the original knowledge.

Just like a junior high school student doing Chinese math in elementary school, it is simpler than he imagined.

The parents were also very happy to see that Jin Ke seemed to be a different person, studying so hard and seriously.

But Jing Ke could still see the faint worry between their brows, and heard them whispering something behind his back.

11 o'clock in the evening.

Jin Ke pretended to be asleep and turned off the light in the room.

Then he rushed to the balcony of his home, that is, by his parents' window.

Sure enough, the two of them were still talking in whispers.

"Having escaped this landslide, I wonder if it means we're safe?" Mother's voice.

"It's hard to say, didn't we think the same thing last time? It turned out to be dangerous. Father's voice.

"What I'm most worried about now is that Ke'er seems to be involved in this incident, how could he dream of a landslide and stop the driver in time?" Mother's voice.

"This is indeed a strange thing, could it be that those people are reminding us through him?" Father's voice.

"I think he's probably only safe if we're dead, and I really don't want him to get involved." The mother seemed to be weeping.

"If I can stay with him for a few more years, he will grow up and be more mature, and I will be more at ease if we leave him again." Father's sigh.

"Do you feel that Ke'er after returning from the trip seems to be very different from before." Mother's voice.

"I feel it, he used to be a child, and after returning from traveling, he gave me the feeling of an adult, whether it was his eyes or behavior, he was like two people before he went out to travel." Father's voice.

"I wonder what he dreamed about? What he has experienced, we don't want to ask him about these things. "Mother's voice.

"We'd better not ask anything and just cherish the time we spend with him." The father was silent for a moment and said a few words to the mother.

"By the way, their homeroom teacher called today and said that Ke'er was making a big fuss in the school, and asked us to discipline him, how can we do this?" The mother changed the subject.