"Teacher, are you mistaken? How could any school be willing to admit Gu Ling's waste body? The notice shouldn't be for someone else, right?" Everyone was stunned, but Xu Ya reacted the fastest, relying on the favor of the teachers in the class, including the head teacher in front of her, and questioned loudly.

Just now it was asserted that no school would admit Gu Ling, and the head teacher turned around and sent Gu Ling's admission letter. For a while, Xu Ya's handsome face became colorful and wonderful.

Xu Ya's question almost included the voices of all the students in the lower five classes, especially those middle and poor students who were also not favored by the monk school and did not send an admission notice from the school in advance to announce their admission.

"That's right. The admission letter was for Gu Ling, a classmate in our class, and Gu Ling's name was written in red. ”

In fact, at the beginning, from the hands of the person in charge of recruiting new people from the Thousand Swords Monk School, when he received this notice, he was even more surprised than these classmates, and pulled the man to confirm it again and again, how did he know that the old man, who was usually cynical and happy, was like stepping on today, and impatiently dropped a sentence: "It's that hateful waste boy", and left angrily, as if the debtor who owed him millions had lost contact overnight.

So far, almost all the members of the previous class and the second class have been admitted to the monk school, and among the five classes he led, only nine of the eighty students and those who have received admission notices have been accepted.

Gu Ling's unexpected counterattack was not only a bargaining chip for him as a class teacher when he was re-elected, but also a boost for him.

Chen Meng's already desperate heart rekindled the hope of counterattacking in the election, so he was in a good mood today, and couldn't help but give his classmates a rare kind smile, and even took the initiative to ask Gu Ling for the students who were still waiting for luck to come: "Gu Ling, you were quietly admitted to the Thousand Swords Monk School, may I ask what is the secret to success?" ”

Chen Meng's words made the eyes of the majority of poor students who couldn't see hope and middle school students who only had a slight hope light up, and suddenly looked at Gu Ling with burning eyes, hoping that this waste body who had been bullied by them for three years could give some surprising winning tips in this last time before graduation to solve their urgent needs.

Facing everyone's eager eyes, Gu Ling casually tugged at his not-so-flowing hair, and gave an earth-shattering answer unhurriedly: "Probably because I'm handsome." It is used to motivate the majority of school girls to work hard. ”

"It's innate, and you can't imitate it. ”

Of course, Gu Ling would not tell the old man in the palace about the toilet, otherwise he was not very sure if the old man would swallow him alive: "Alas, people are handsome, but there is no way." ”

"Squeak Squeak ~~~~~~~~~"

Everyone in the teacher was gasping.

I didn't find out for a long time, but the waste body turned out to be so thick-skinned. It's deep enough.

If he pulls out a few divisions and horses and picks a thick-skinned one, it will belong to him.

didn't come up with any means and methods that could be promoted from Gu Ling, and Chen Meng's interest was not high. Coercion and temptation inspired the students in the next fifth class, and Chen Meng left worriedly.

Soon, Mr. Li, who teaches theory, came in with a book in his hand and gave a lesson to the students.

Today is the last day of class, and this class is also the last class of this year's students at the Lingjiang Trainee Seminary School, the afternoon is free activities, and tomorrow morning is the graduation competition.

Teacher Li gave the students a "Comprehensive Overview of Cultivation Basic Knowledge", which talked about the basic principles of Qi cultivation dantian.

Gu Ling practiced the "Tao Te Ching" and opened up the sea of knowledge, and then it was the sea of qi cultivation, and the theoretical knowledge of the qi cultivation dantian had nothing to do with him, plus yesterday he tossed all night for the matter of opening up the sea of knowledge, and his mind was tired, and Mr. Li's voice like hypnosis sounded, Gu Ling, who didn't know where he was wandering, suddenly remembered:

As early as when I was on Earth, the one who was in high school had a teacher who often had insomnia, and that teacher had a very strange way of coping with insomnia. When I was fine, I carried a chair around to listen to other teachers in the school under the banner of listening to open classes.

It turned out that only the school teacher was the best hypnotist in the world, and every time another teacher gave a lecture, within five minutes, he sat at the back of the classroom and fell asleep, and a muffled snoring sounded immediately afterward

Thinking like this, Gu Ling quickly fell asleep on his stomach on the desk.

Unfortunately, Gu Ling, who has not slept well recently, soon snored slightly like the teacher in high school.

Teacher Li posed with a coffin face familiar to the students of the fifth class, and gave the class to the students in a distraught manner.

Almost all the teachers in the fifth class had such a coffin face as if the whole world owed him a penny.

Probably because of the relationship between the five classes under the teaching, no one can be happy.

There are a total of 10 classes in each class of the Lingjiang Seminary School, from top to bottom, and the income of the teacher in each class is directly related to the class he teaches. The salary for teaching five classes is the lowest among all teachers.

Every day is the same as teaching and preparing for classes, and as a result, the income is 108,000 miles different from others. As the saying goes, we don't suffer from poverty, but from inequality. It is very painful to face the torment of this imbalance every day, and it is normal for endocrine disorders and early menopause to arrive after a long time, not to mention the coffin face.

Mr. Li is a senior patient who suffers from endocrine disorders and early menopause because of imbalance, and he gives a lesson to the students of the next fifth class without any positive feelings, and the students of the next fifth class are terrified.

Teacher Li was talking, and suddenly, his ears moved, and he heard a voice that made him extremely disgusted in class: snoring!

Looking at the snoring, Gu Ling was already drooling from sleep.

Teacher Li frowned in disgust, and his heart was as disgusting as eating a fly.

It's this garbage again, not to mention the natural waste, and even sleeping in class when I'm on the verge of graduation. It's hopeless.

Today is the last class of this semester, and Mr. Li also has the idea of passing over with the gangsters, and he doesn't want to be angry with Gu Ling, so he turns his head and lecrates to the other side.

Or how can we say that man is a complex animal. Teacher Li obviously deliberately treated Gu Ling as air, so that the teaching surface was not facing the direction of Gu Ling's seat, but Gu Ling's snoring was always like an appendage, lingering, and always lingering in Teacher Li's ears.

It stands to reason that Gu Ling's snoring was not loud, except for a few classmates near the seat, no one else noticed it, but all this was not the case for Teacher Li.

Teacher Li deliberately raised his voice to the highest note in history, which shocked the students of the fifth class inexplicably, so as to prevent Gu Ling's snoring from entering the ears, but Gu Ling's snoring was like a life and intelligence.

Worried that he would be fired when he changed his term, Mr. Li has been upset recently, and now he is on the verge of breaking out.

This student who is like garbage and mud is simply the scum of society, why don't you die!

Teacher Li held the textbook and suddenly clenched it, his muscles were hideous, he threw the textbook on the podium with a snap, and looked at Gu Ling coldly, the most rubbish student in the history of the Lingjiang Trainee Monk School.

Of course, as a teacher, you can't be like a shrew, chopping a chopping board and scolding the street. Teacher Li took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, pointed at Gu Ling, who was sleeping soundly, and said in a cold tone: "Students, no matter what your future life experience is, don't be like Gu Ling, a garbage waste. ”

"He, the biggest stain on our Lingjiang Apprenticeship Seminary School since its opening, is simply a scum and a moth in society! Not only is he born a waste, but he is not actively working hard, and he is still sleeping a lot in class. Such a person might as well be dead. Don't talk about the distance, just talk about the advancement in front of you. I can guarantee that those monastic schools are blind and admit a pig, and no school will be willing to admit this mud-like person!"

When Teacher Li was scolding and scolding impassionedly, Gu Ling, who heard someone calling his name in a hazy way, raised his head from the desk with sleepy eyes.

Due to the fact that he slept too soundly and drooled a little, coupled with the hot weather and other reasons, the big red cover notice that Gu Ling put on the desk actually stuck to Gu Ling's face, and left the desktop with Gu Ling's head, and when Gu Ling raised his head completely, it fell to the ground due to insufficient adhesion.

Gu Ling bent down to pick it up and put it on the table, and then looked at Teacher Li in a daze: "Teacher, are you calling me?

"What are you?" Teacher Li frowned, pointed to the notice on Gu Ling's desk and asked.

"Oh. ”

I saw Gu Ling smile slightly, picked up the admission notice and raised it: "This is an admission letter." I don't know if the Thousand Swords Monk School is blind, but he sent me a notice casually and admitted me. ”

Rumble!

Teacher Li's brain exploded.

What, this garbage turned out to be admitted to the monastic school!

Mr. Li's movements froze, and his old face suddenly became wonderful, and he didn't know how to get out of the stage, if there was a gap, he really wanted to get into it all at once, and never come out.

is dozens of years old, and the old face is all lost at this time.

Teacher Li looked at Gu Lingyi's inexplicable smile again, and felt extremely dazzling for a while.

Because he understood the meaning of Gu Ling's smile:

Focus on pretending to be forced for 20 years, specializing in all kinds of disobedience!