After dinner, Su Yi and Xiaolin prepared to go back to school for evening self-study.

On the way, the two met a strange middle-aged man wearing a solid Cuban collar shirt.

He seems to be lost.

The middle-aged man touched Su Yi's head and asked with a smile, "Little friend, where is this?" ”

Su Yi blinked his cute big eyes and said, "This is my head." ”

Stranger Asking for Directions: "......"

Xiao Lin on the side smiled and said, "Su Yi, don't tease him, uncle, this is North Street." ”

The stranger asked, "North Street?" Where is Pearl Middle School? ”

"Just turn left ahead."

Xiao Lin and Su Yi glanced at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

What is this uncle doing in Mingzhu Middle School?

Is it a parent of a student, or a relative of a teacher?

"Uncle, what are you doing at Mingzhu Middle School? We are the students of Pearl Middle School, how can we help you? ”

Seeing that Xiaolin Road was uneven, he extended a helping hand.

Su Yi tilted his head and looked at the other party, but did not speak.

"My son is in his first year of high school at Mingzhu Middle School, and the teacher called me today."

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Let me take my son back, saying that my son has economic acumen and is a piece of business material, and it is a waste of studying here." ”

Su Yi felt a little interesting, so he asked, "How did your son's teacher see that your son is financially minded?" ”

The middle-aged man's face was dark, and he was a little embarrassed and said, "My son didn't hand in his homework yesterday. ”

Xiao Lin scratched his head on the side and interrupted: "What does not hand in homework have to do with having economic acumen?" ”

The middle-aged man's face was bruised, he gritted his teeth angrily, and said: "The teacher asked him why he didn't hand in his homework, my son said that he didn't have a homework book, and asked him where the homework book he just sent was, and he said that he sold it to his classmates." ”

Xiaolin Su Yi glanced at each other, and neither of them held back and laughed.

"Hahaha!"

"Sure enough, he is very economically minded!"

Then. Su Yi and Xiaolin led the student's parents to Mingzhu Middle School.

School gates.

A teacher riding an electric scooter is having an argument with a student.

"A teacher for one day, a father for life! Teacher, I'm right! ”

"Fuck off, I warn you to stop pestering my daughter, I won't agree to be your father-in-law!"

There are strange things every year, and there are especially many of them this year.

"Goodbye uncle, goodbye Xiaolin!"

"Goodbye."

Su Yi said goodbye to the two and walked in the direction of his class.

"What is evening self-study? It seems to be ...... Mathematics? ”

Su Yi shook his head as he walked.

A strange question suddenly occurred to him.

If a person steps on his left foot and his right foot on his left foot, beyond the limit of human speed, assuming that the speed is fast enough, can he go to the sky in place?

......

Got to the class.

At a glance, I saw that An Qirou, a tablemate wearing a wide-necked white T-shirt, was writing at the desk.

A pair of peach blossom eyes are like water, clear and transparent.

The willow eyebrows gather, just like the willow shaking flowers and smiling at the beginning of the year.

An Qirou's figure is very good, which reminds Su Yi of the introduction of a book.

This is a world that belongs to the hood, there is no fancy magic, and some are just the body that has multiplied to the peak!

Hood vaporizes horses, hoods of cyclones.

Cover Person, Cover Master, Big Cover Master, Cover Spirit, Cover King, Cover Emperor, Cover Sect, Cover Zun, Cover Saint, Cover Emperor......

Judging from An Qirou's figure, at least he is also a half-step Hood Sect powerhouse!

Terrifying!

"Hey, Wei Qi hard! What are you writing about? ”

Su Yi shouted with a smile.

At this time, the study committee member Du Yao, who had just finished eating, also walked into the class through the back door, quietly walked behind An Qirou, pulled off the black thread wrapped around her neck, and said with a serious face:

"You are not allowed to wear headphones to listen to songs at school!"

An Qirou suddenly blushed, and said softly and weakly: "Report to the study committee, that's my bra strap......"

Twilight: ????

Seeing that An Qirou ignored him and only cared about talking to Du Yao, Su Yi said angrily, "Why don't you listen to me intently?" ”

An Qirou turned her head to look at Su Yi, her beautiful eyes blinked, and said, "I'm listening attentively!" ”

Su Yi sneered, "Then you repeat what I just said." ”

"Okay."

An Qirou agreed, repeating what Su Yi had just said: "Why don't you listen to me intently?" ”

Su Yi: "......"

Really repeat the speech.

"What the hell are you writing about?"

Su Yi stepped forward to see what An Qirou wrote in the notebook at the same table.

"I'm writing something very new."

An Qirou was a little embarrassed, and her pretty face turned red.

"How new? Let me see! ”

Su Yi snatched An Qirou's notebook and saw the text content on it.

It turns out that An Qirou is writing a novel!

"It was a cold winter.

"A well-behaved, beautiful little girl was selling matches on the street, but she was so cold that she didn't sell a single match.

"In hunger, cold, and loneliness, the little girl lit a match.

I saw a domineering president walking out of the firelight.

The president smiled evilly, with a three-point sneer, three points of thinness, and four points of careless fan-shaped statistical table tone, and said to the little girl who sold matches: Woman, you are playing with fire~!"

Su Yi vomited blood!

Fairy tale plus overbearing president, what kind of weird Mary Sue literature is this?

A big question mark popped up in Su Yi's mind.

......

The first class of evening self-study.

School monitoring room.

The chief director of the program group of "Into the Prodigy" came to notice the situation again.

"How's it going? It's been a whole day, it's been late self-study, isn't Su Yi studying yet? ”

The chief director asked the program team staff in a deep voice: "He won't still be sleeping, right?" ”

The photographer smiled a little embarrassedly, "Not really." ”

The chief director immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

That's okay, this kid can still be saved!

The staff pointed to Su Yi in the surveillance screen, and said in a strange tone: "He is playing with his mobile phone." ”

Chief Director: "......"

To be honest, the chief director really knelt for Su Yi.

From yesterday afternoon until now.

Su Yi is involved in learning, but he doesn't do it at all.

But he was able to take the first place!

"Gan! Is there any reason in this world?! ”

The chief director scratched his ears and cheeks, and couldn't figure out how Su Yi took the first place in the exam.

He's not cheating, is he?

The chief director had a bold guess in his head.

......

Senior 3 (1) class, mathematics self-study class.

Teacher Qian assigned the task of making a math workbook, left the class leader Xiaopang to sit on the podium to maintain discipline, and left, not knowing where to go.

There was silence in the class!

Some students are working on questions seriously, some students are staring in a daze, and some students are secretly reading novels.

And Su Yi is secretly playing with his mobile phone.

Su Yikai was in silent mode, and as soon as he opened WeChat, he saw a message from his uncle.

[Uncle]: Woo woo, Xiao Yi, the beautiful woman I added yesterday dumped me

[Uncle]: She said we weren't suitable

Su Yi typed and replied: Send me the screenshot to see.

After a while, my uncle took a screenshot and sent a chat log.

Su Yi clicked on it and took a look......