Ning Yang was silent, the whole class was silent, and for a while, all that was left in the classroom was the sound of defeat of Sun Sheng dragging the chair back to his seat.

Ning Yangyang's eyes quickly swept over Meng Shudong's indifferent face, and she once again suspected that Meng Shudong had a hole in her head.

Who wouldn't want to open an airplane?

In Ning Yangyang's short school career, the plane seat was all taken by the kind of very naughty classmates, and she was fortunate to sit once in her life when she was a champion.

Not to mention eating chalk ash and the teacher's speech that shocked her eardrums, she felt that the eyes of the whole class were staring at her body with death, and social bull criticism could be broken into social phobia.

In this life, she sat in the plane seat that she said could study hard, be close to the teacher, listen clearly in class, and ask questions at any time.

Although she knew that it was the teacher's kindness, the alpacas in her heart had rushed over tens of thousands of heads, and sitting here these days was like sitting on pins and needles.

However, Meng Shudong, the head iron, even took the initiative to ask.

For a while, Ning Yangyang's facial expression was very exciting, and Teacher Xie coughed twice, but he had no objection.

"Okay, classmate Meng Shudong, you can just sit here, you can also improve your grades."

Ning Yangyang saw that the heads of himself and Meng Shudong were inserted on both sides of the podium like white radish.

The feeling of embarrassment was indescribable, Ning Yangyang glanced at Meng Shudong's very innocent eyes, shook his head, and collapsed his shoulders.

In this era, coming from the city is really different, and the brain circuits have dimensional walls with people.

"Students, we have been in the new semester for a few days, many students are still in the process of wild stocking during the holidays, today I got some questions for you to do, you should recognize your current situation, study hard, don't graduate and go to the city to work in the future, even a wall can't be built! Not even a mason! ”

There was a burst of laughter at the bottom, and someone asked, "Teacher, what does this poor study have to do with building walls?" ”

"The wall is 90 degrees from the ground to the wall, and if you build a 105-degree house that doesn't collapse, I'll take your surname!" Teacher Xie was angry and distributed the brittle test papers printed with ink.

When Ning Yangyang got the test paper, she first smelled the stench of inferior mimeographs, she was like a goldfish holding her breath, puffing out her cheeks to do the questions.

The first question is okay, geometry problem, you don't need to draw auxiliary lines to make it.

Ning Yangyang cheered for himself a little in his heart.

But she was happy too early, and she was stuck in the second question and couldn't move.

"It stinks."

"It's hard to die."

"Is this something that a man can make?"

The voices of the students below were ear-to-ear, and Mr. Xie was patrolling the aisle, and none of these words fell into his ears.

"Hurry up and write when you have this time, the topic is not easy to do." Teacher Xie patted Sun Sheng's table, nipped him from stretching his neck to peek at the answers of the person in front of him.

"Yang Yang, Yang Yang."

When Ning Yangyang was immersed in pretending to write the process, someone behind her kept whispering to her.

While Teacher Xie was walking back, Ning Yangyang secretly turned his head and saw Ding Jindi, who had a round face, threw a small paper ball at her.

She comprehended that it unfolded, and there was a crooked line of small words inside.

- How to write the penultimate question.

I'm sorry, Ning Yangyang just wrote that she couldn't do it herself, and there was a sound of footsteps behind her.

"Classmate Ning Yangyang, you go up and write the last question."

Teacher Xie didn't know when he stood on the podium, and for a while Ning Yangyang was so frightened that he was about to eat the paper.

She slowly shoved the slips of paper into the cracks between the table and the lectern, and prepared to hang the blackboard with her big head.

"In the past three years, it has been Ning Yangyang's classmates who have come up to do the questions, and today we will call a few more." Teacher Xie propped his hands on the podium, and his eyes wandered over every student present.

The people who were still buzzing and talking just now have become shrunken turtles at this moment, and they all want to stuff their heads into the belly of the table, and they don't dare to look at Teacher Xie.

Except for Meng Shudong in the plane seat, he was sitting in a precarious position, and when he saw Teacher Xie's eyes sweeping over, he looked at each other for two seconds.

"It's up to you, Meng Shudong." Teacher Xie took the chalk tip and pointed to the part of the podium in front of Meng Shudong.

Ning Yangyang was very speechless at the moment and was hung on it, this geometry was going to draw auxiliary lines at a glance, she stared left and right, up and down, and felt that all the auxiliary lines that could be drawn were drawn, but she couldn't see it.

Meng Shudong on the side also went to the blackboard, as soon as he stood up, he began to put down the pen, Ning Yangyang stared at the blackboard in front of him, and felt that the old chalk ash on it was shaken down, making her head and face.

"I couldn't do the topic, and I was called to hang the blackboard, so I have to be unlucky." Ning Yangyang gritted his teeth at the system in his heart.

The "Dididi" system reacted for a while and said, "Doing questions and answering questions on the blackboard is the daily condition of the original owner, and the host can only give you bad luck points if you are blamed by the head teacher in an extremely outrageous situation." ”

What kind of well-known double standard is this, isn't it normal to be bullied by the Ning family in the original owner's house, Ning Yangyang was sad and indignant.

She stared at a dent in the blackboard in front of her, as if she could make a hole in it.

"Or I'll change my career to be a school bully, the secondary school will let Meng Shu take the winter exam, and then I will order him to be the head of the kindergarten, I will take the opportunity to attack and then take the position, is it different?" Ning Yangyang's brain suddenly opened up, and he felt that what he said was very reasonable.

"Do you need me to repeat your mission, host?" The system seemed to be choked up, and said coldly, "Only by surviving this year, being admitted to the normal secondary school, escaping from the vicious parents, and fulfilling the original owner's desire to be a kindergarten principal, can you successfully pass the customs ......"

"It's the same as those tears, and my ears are calloused." Ning Yangyang shook his head frantically, "I just opened my brain, and I didn't want to take advantage of your loopholes......"

"Pop" is the sound of chalk gently placed on the podium.

Some people are done with the board, and some people are still talking to the air.

Ning Yangyang wailed in his heart, is this the gap between people? She looked sideways, full of process, and thoughtfully drew auxiliary lines for the geometry, which at a glance was in stark contrast to the lonely "solution" on the blackboard on the other half.

Ning Yangyang broke the jar and broke it, and it was directly rotten.

Teacher Xie stood aside and watched Meng Shudong's process, and then looked at Ning Yangyang's pitch-black blackboard.

"Classmate Ning Yangyang, did you play extraordinarily today, you shouldn't know this topic."

Ning Yangyang didn't intend to blush, but at this moment, the physiological rise turned into the color of sunset.

"Why didn't the original owner's brain that could do the question leave me?" Ning Yangyang cried in his heart.

"I'm sorry teacher, I've not been in a good brain lately." Ning Yangyang snorted, at this moment she could only choose to be soft.

"Do the questions well after you go back, but it's no wonder, too many things have happened in your family recently, you should quickly adjust your mentality, return to study, the teacher believes in you."

Ning Yangyang was a little afraid to look directly into Teacher Xie's eyes, she replied in a low voice and returned to her seat.

When school was over, Ning Yangyang was about to leave, but Teacher Xie stopped her.

"Classmate Ning Yangyang, come with me."

Ning Yangyang followed with some curiosity, the teacher's office of Laifu Middle School looked very dilapidated, and as soon as she walked in with her front foot, she smashed a brick down with her back foot.

"I was scared." She glanced back at the bricks and silently asked the system, "Can this add to the bad luck?" ”

"Add one, no more." The system says.

Ning Yangyang secretly scolded in his heart.

She walked into the teacher's office and smelled the familiar, inferior stench of ink.

Teacher Xie walked to the innermost seat, took out a stack of mimeographed titles, wrapped them and handed them to her.

"This is the mimeograph machine that I bought out of my own pocket this year, which is good." Teacher Xie touched the top of his head, which was about to go bald.

"Teacher, did you print these outs?" Ning Yangyang smelled the unpleasant smell of this room, as well as the stains on Teacher Xie's thumb that couldn't be washed off, and he couldn't say what he felt in his heart.

"That's right!" Teacher Xie clapped his hands proudly, "I'll print a little more titles, and then you can go out a few more, and I'll buy the best ink possible, hahaha but there is still a smell, you can bear more." ”

"This place is so small, you have to go out and see the outside world."

"Thank you." Ning Yangyang said softly.

She looked at Teacher Xie's sincere and simple eyes, and thought of the words that her classmates disliked during today's class.

It stinks, smells bad, and dogs don't write

But Lao Xie, who gave out the test papers for free, kept smiling, just thinking about how to do it for them wholeheartedly.

I was sweating profusely in this stuffy and cramped old office, with stinky rolls printed, just thinking that everyone could go out a few more.

Don't be the one who listens with the earbuds closed here.

"I must study hard and make up all the debts I owe before!"

"The teacher believes that you will definitely be able to do it, classmate Ning Yangyang, we have all seen your hardships in the past few years, so you must take the test well and walk out of Laifu Village."

"Hmm!"

Ning Yangyang went home with the information to write, and in the evening, Grandma Meng called for dinner, and she just drank a bowl of porridge and began to work hard.

The soybean oil lamp was dim and dim, and Ning Yangyang's eyes hurt.

She took out the big heroine's learning method to encourage herself, but after only doing two questions, she stopped cooking, and when it came to the topic of the auxiliary line, she couldn't understand it.

It can be said that the weak spatial thinking ability is like a small cabbage.

Why don't you ask Meng Shudong in the next room? The speed at which he does the questions, at first glance, is a hidden college bully.

But if he wants to ask, why is he the only one who has extra homework?

Ning Yangyang scratched his head in distress, the soybean oil lamp exploded, and there were oil stars splashed on the homework, Ning Yangyang hurriedly shook off the hot oil, and found that the problem was burned out of a hole.

It is said that the explosion of the lights is a good sign, but this topic is burned, what else can she do.

Ning Yangyang pinched the homework paper and was about to find a piece of paper to paste the hole, but as soon as she left the room, she ran into Meng Shudong, who was idle and wandering around the hall.

Ning Yangyang looked at Meng Shudong's idleness, a little unbearable, she found that she didn't know when she was like Zhang Cuilan, and she couldn't tolerate idlers in her eyes.

"There is one condition missing from this topic, will you do it?" She asked.