After the mechanical voice of the non-male and non-female simply finished the rules, a matching table and chair automatically appeared in each single room.

Zhang Guangmu leaned back in his chair relaxed, his hands on the table, thinking about the next plot development.

The rules of secret homework are very simple, nothing more than that you can get benefits after writing your homework, and if you can't complete it, you may be obliterated.

At this time, Zhang Guangmu found that he had regained his ability to speak, and other people's cries for help kept coming from his ears.

"Obliteration? I don't want to die! Let me out! ”

"Do your homework and get anything you already have in this world? The toad yawns, what a big breath! ”

"My dad is the director! I hate homework the most in my life! Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't force me to write! ”

"Credits can be redeemed for everything? Hahaha is just laughing to death! How can there be such a pie-in-the-sky good thing in the world! ”

"Mom! I want to go home! ”

"It's going to be bragging! I'm going to see how it obliterates me! ”

"If you don't understand it wrong, erasure means killing, right? Mr. Robot, murder is a crime and will go to jail! We have something to say! ”

"Woooooooooo......oo I'm so scared! ”

"I want to be free! I have the freedom not to do my homework! You can't force me! ”

"If it is up to me to get my life, I can plant golden lotus in the fire! The book says, 'My life is up to me!'" How old are you? ”

Zhang Guangmu was speechless and choked.

This year's students are so tigers......

Except for a few timid poor babies who were scared and cried on the spot, the vast majority of people flew up wildly, without panicking at all, and even dared to threaten the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Zhang Guangmu!"

Li Shisan's voice sounded not far away.

Zhang Guangmu followed the prestige and found that the reborn who was dressed plainly but full of a sense of superiority was looking at him playfully in a cubicle three meters away.

"You're dead."

When he said this, Li Shisan also waved his hand and made a gesture of worship, and the provocation was full.

Doing so is actually not good for Li Shisan himself.

But he decided to do it anyway.

After all......

The secret homework competition has begun, and he and Zhang Guangmu will eventually become mortal enemies, considering the protective measures in the early stage, even if he spits fragrant fragrance and sprays Zhang Guangmu on the spot to break the defense, he wants to kill his whole family, in fact, it doesn't matter.

Nothing negative.

Moreover, it is quite relieving to do so.

After being exposed by Zhang Guangmu as a reborn before, Li Shisan felt cool when he imagined this scene in his mind, and now he provoked Zhang Guangmu, and he was really comfortable in his heart.

"Rabies-flare rabid dogs?"

These words did not come from Zhang Guangmu's mouth, but from the hedgehog-headed boy Luo Zuan.

At this moment, Luo Zuan frowned, looking at Li Shisan as if he had seen something dirty, his face full of disgust and disgust: "I bite when I see someone, it's inexplicable." ”

"It's really uneducated!"

The hot-blooded hedgehog-headed boy didn't feel like he was spitting incense.

He just spoke his mind.

That's all.

After finishing speaking, Luo Zuan wanted to turn his head and say a few words to Zhang Guangmu, but he struggled in his heart for a long time, but he still couldn't make up his mind after all.

He was a little unaccustomed to it, and it was difficult for him to adapt to a direct conversation with Zhang Guangmu.

After a while, the hedgehog-headed young man stared at Li Shisan and said, "Zhang Shao doesn't bother to pay attention to your kind of neurosis. ”

"If you want to line up, find me."

At this time, Tang Yanshan, who was a little far away from Zhang Guangmu, also responded: "People who have pink eye attacks are like this, just get used to it." ”

"Good people are always hated."

"Ah Mu's biggest problem is that he is too good, even if he doesn't do anything, just living in this world will make people ashamed of themselves."

This is not a "lover's eye".

Tang felt that she had just made a fair evaluation.

Zhang Guangmu is so miserable, obviously he is so kind, but he can only live to be twenty-five years old, and the fortune teller girl who was divorced felt distressed when she thought of this.

If it weren't for the wrong timing, Tang Yanshan would now want to take out the equipment and give Zhang Guangmu a hexagram on the spot.

Fate is changeable, what if there is a turnaround?

When Luo Zuan heard these words from the fortune teller, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but echoed seriously: "That's right!" ”

"I'm for it!"

This singing and harmony made Li Shisan's face darken.

He sat down in his chair with his hands folded around his chest and said no more.

After a while, the light was shining on the desks in each single room.

These lights gradually condensed into thousands of identical pale gold workbooks, which appeared in front of everyone.

The light merges and condenses into a golden pen.

All workbooks are automatically opened.

“16+28=？ (This question is worth 1 and the time to answer the question is 60 seconds.) ）”

Typical grading questions.

A voice sounded in Zhang Guangmu's mind, as if another self was talking.

[The answer is forty-four.] 】

[But this number, in the tradition I know, is not auspicious.] 】

[Perhaps, this is a trap? 】

Should I fill in the answers? 】

Obviously, this is a script prompt from the conscientious work of the field control team.

Zhang Guangmu grabbed the golden pen expressionlessly and wrote down the answer without hesitation.

44！

Speaking of which......

The first question gives this number as the answer, which is obviously the director's bad taste, right?

In a hint of death and ominous?

Zhang Guangmu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

It always feels like this number is a little familiar......

I should have seen it somewhere recently.

Forget it, it's not an important thing anyway.

Otherwise, I will definitely keep it in my heart.

Tick ......

Tick ......

Tick ......

Sixty seconds passed quickly.

The mechanized chime sounded again.

"The first round of questions is over!"

"Those who answer correctly will receive 1 credit."

"1 credit will be deducted for those who answer incorrectly and those who do not."

"Those who do not have enough credits will be wiped out!"

The voice fell, and a strange sound suddenly appeared.

Zizizi......

A blinding glow filled the playground.

The scorching smell gradually diffused, lingering between the wings of the nose, unable to dissipate for a long time.

Zhang Guangmu narrowed his eyes slightly, and found that the iron-headed babies who did not answer the questions honestly had been turned into charcoal under the illumination of the strong light, and they obviously couldn't be saved.

"Ahhhh

"Dead!"

"Help!"

"Woo woo woo ......"

"I don't want to do my homework! I don't want this credit! You take it! ”

"Let me out!"

Hysterical screams and cries continued.

Even the "credit exchange link" mentioned by the mechanical voice was completely ignored by everyone.

The people, who had been at ease, were now beating the transparent wall of light in the cubicle in vain, one by one, with fear on their faces, trying to escape.

Zhang Guangmu is naturally not among them.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around, and estimated a little in his heart, and found that in this first round of answers, one in seven people was wiped out!

It's too tiger.

Obviously encountered a supernatural phenomenon, but he still forcibly hypnotized himself, thinking that it would be nothing if he didn't follow the rules set by others......

Do you really not take your life seriously?

Feeling the gaze, Zhang Guangmu found that his titular fiancée Tang Yanshan, the hedgehog-headed boy Luo Zuan, and the protagonist of the plot, Li Shisan, were all looking at him.

However, the group of students in the second class of the previous three years, including Liu Xueyu, the head teacher who shouted "Mu" to him, were all nervous and did not focus on Zhang Guangmu anymore.

After giving Tang Yanshan and Luo Zuan a comforting smile, Zhang Guangmu slowly closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a state of false sleep.

A moment later, the mechanized chime sounded again.

"End of credit redemption."

"All of you who are currently alive have 1 available credit."

"Please start the second round of homework now!"

The homework book emitted a dazzling light, and the golden light was reflected on his face, and Zhang Guangmu suddenly opened his eyes.

"The thirtieth decimal place of pi is __. (This question is worth 2 and the time to answer the question is 60 seconds.) ）”

In terms of difficulty, there is a direct geometric jump.

This wave is obviously not a test of computing ability, but memory and knowledge reserves.

When Zhang Guangmu saw this, his expression did not change at all.

After checking the eyes, I knew that it was a question that I couldn't afford.

Although Zhang Guangmu likes to read books very much, mathematics is obviously not included in the books he dabbles.

If this question was asked about pi accurate to five decimal places, Zhang Guangmu would still be able to answer it.

It's a pity that Director Cao Guan didn't intend to be a human being from the beginning.

Would a normal person be idle and bear to memorize pi to the thirty position?

Even with Zhang Guangmu's brain circuit, which is different from ordinary people, he can only recite 3.141592653, and then he hasn't even looked at it at all.

If you answer a question with a score of 2 or don't answer it incorrectly, you will lose two points?

If that's the case......

The little points that the survivors have stored are useless, and they can't prevent themselves from being wiped out because of wrong answers.

But then again......

When encountering this kind of problem, it is actually quite easy to solve.

Because everyone's homework topic is exactly the same, there is a good chance that the little white balls floating in the sky are discussing this issue at this time.

"It's easy! It's just a question to give! ”

“？？？”

"The correct answer is 9."

"I think it's 7!"

"When I was very young, I was trained by my grandfather in the way of the pre-nuclear era 'humanoid mobile database', although it didn't work, but my memory is not bad, and I can memorize pi to the thousandth place! 7 is wrong, and the thirtieth is indeed 9! ”

"What a bragga! Why don't I believe it? ”

"Wouldn't you know this kind of thing by checking it on your personal terminal?"

"I don't know if he bragged or not, the correct answer is 9, yes."

After comparing the speeches of many audiences, Zhang Guangmu easily got the answer.

The whole process took him less than ten seconds.

After picking up the gold pen that felt a little heavy and writing the number "9" on the underline of the workbook, Zhang Guangmu put down the pen and stood up.

He noticed that Li Shisanzheng was looking at this side playfully, his mouth opening and closing, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

It is clear that people's voices are once again cut off.

Not far away, Tang Yanshan, a girl in a white dress, was pale and covered with cold sweat.

The divorced girl bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes were flustered, and she obviously didn't know the answer.

In this play, Luo Zhuan, who has always shown the image of Zhang Guangmu's loyal dog, can't see any blood on his face at the moment.

The hedgehog-headed teenager clenched his fists as hard as he could.

But the trembling of his hands was too obvious, and it still revealed the fear in his heart.