CHAPTER XXVII

"Old class, drink a glass of water."

"Old class, I have biscuits here to eat or not."

"Old class, let me tell you, there is a movie that is particularly good recently......"

Building 3 104 dormitory, an old man is sitting at the table at this time, holding his chin in one hand, while looking at several dedicated students around him with great interest.

"Who taught it, a few of you can do it, and when you go out of society in the future, I don't have to worry about you having a bad relationship with the leadership."

"How can it, it's all taught well by the old class!"

"Zhang Tian, I don't like to hear what you say, when did I teach you this?" The old man said, his face suddenly turned pale, and he said seriously: "Okay, don't learn, do all these crooked ways, let me tell you, I really don't eat this set."

Hurry up, where did Wang Yu go? The phone is turned off, and no one can find it, which is very good, if I can't see him tonight, I have to contact the school to contact the parents when I go back, and you should all know what the consequences will be when the time comes. So if there's anything, it's better to tell me now. ”

"Old class, let me tell you, Lao Wang does have something to do during this time, don't worry, Lao Zhao has already gone to find him."

Xiao Tian, who served tea and water, hurriedly explained.

"You people, just Zhao Jintang reassures me, and the rest of you, look at the clothes, the clothes in the basin have been stuffed for a few days? I don't know how to take the balcony to dry my shoes, and it smells strange. And you, lying on the bed and playing on the computer, where did you break your habits, have you read the book, Zhou Xin, if you continue to take the exam, you will fall one to two in each subject, you see if I will give you graduation later. ”

"That's what the old class said, what the old class said."

"It's you who know how to pat the sycophants ......"

Looking at the room full of students, the old professor was about to count twice, when he suddenly heard a click from the dormitory door behind him, obviously someone came in, and hurriedly turned his head back.

At this time, a big boy with messy clothes, messy hair, a tired face, and an impatient expression walked in first.

Needless to say, this person is Wang Yu.

"Where have you gone, your brothers have a good relationship with you, and they don't want to be honest."

"The old class, the two days of study pressure, bad mood, go out for a walk. You also know that we have to combine work and rest to do things, so that we can be more efficient. ”

"Studying stressful?!" The old man sneered and said, "Tell me, where does the study pressure of our junior college come from, there is basically no after-class homework, just listen to lectures and occasionally read books, where do you find this pressure." ”

"Life is ......"

Wang Yu opened his mouth and just wanted to speak, but was stopped by the head teacher with a hand.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with me, I can see it, your good brothers in the same dormitory can have good eloquence, all from you. I know you may not like to study, but your ability to play games can probably support you, and although I am an antique, I can still keep up with the times. Wang Yu, can you not slack off so obviously, even if the class is not good, can you sign in, and you can be accommodating and accommodating in the future. ”

"Ah......h

Wang Yu said that he was a little blind, and the brain circuit did not go around all of a sudden, and how did the old class feel like this.

According to normal reasoning, shouldn't the class teacher let his students study hard, take exams and get good grades, and make unremitting efforts in their majors to reach the peak of life, why now......

As if seeing the doubts in Wang Yu's heart, the old man sighed and said, "I'm sixty or seventy years old, what kind of student hasn't seen it, like you, it's hopeless." ”

“……”

It's hurtful.

"Don't think about it, I mean studying." The old man went on to explain. "Students with good grades are easy for teachers to make merits, but students with poor grades and ideas are actually the most malleable. You played the game well, the president of the e-sports club, although I don't know why I was retired, but the talent is still there. So, you can go on in a different way. ”

"Old class, I ......"

"But I'm telling you, you have to get my graduation certificate for me, starting tomorrow, you have to sign in every class, and I'll help you solve it if you don't get good grades or something, but don't play with the rules and regulations of the school. Hear no. ”

"Just kidding."

"I once had a student who was in a similar situation to you, and then she became a writer and wrote 'The Fragrance of Clothes'. Don't let me down. ”

“……”

After speaking, the old class turned around and left, without making any stops, leaving only a room of students looking at the gate in a daze.

"Alas, I still have to go, it's really troublesome."

……

The reason why some people get bored with life is because their lives are repeated almost every day.

The same thing, no matter how interesting it is, will get boring after doing it for a long time.

Wang Yu is such a boring person who feels like the walking dead. Lazy and lazy punch in, lazy and lazy class sign-in, and then lazy and lazy class sleep.

But since that night, all the teachers have really never called his name except for signing in. It seems that in their eyes, such a student does not exist at all.

This is a very strange thing, weird and frightening, Wang Yu can still sleep at first, but after two days, he can't sleep comfortably.

Whether he admits it or not, except for his roommates, everyone else in the classroom slowly distances himself from him, and gradually treats him as an outlier.

"It's nice not to have to study."

From a small to a big one, Wang Yu, who seemed to have fulfilled his wish, showed a wry smile on his face.

"Yo, who is this, President Wang. No, the former president is good. ”

At the end of the big class, Wang Yu was lazily walking on the campus path, and a discordant voice came abruptly from behind him.

Wang Yu looked back and immediately frowned.

"Liu Dahai, is there something?"

"Really."

"Say it."

"Ten dollars an hour, the e-sports club sincerely invites you to come over and be a sparring partner. PUBG specializes in gun training for team members. ”

"PUBG, practice guns?"

"Yes, after all, it's a new game, and many newcomers to the e-sports club play this, so we're going to transform and open more PUBG teams, but you also know that this game is very annoying to practice marksmanship, so I want to ask you for help."

"How do you practice?"

"Put on your defensive suit, of course, and run around. You make a target, run according to the command, and when you are knocked down, someone pulls you up and gives you medicine. Understand, I see you've been short of money lately, twenty yuan an hour, ten yuan from the e-sports club, and I will sponsor the extra ten yuan. ”