"Yo he, Zhang Yang, are you still back, I thought you wouldn't go to school here!" Wang Hao lay on the table and smiled at Zhang Yang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Yang looked at the corner of the back row of the class and walked over consciously.

"Brother Yang, I heard that all your test papers this time are blank papers!

Zhang Yang found that he really couldn't remember these people, in addition to the time, more importantly, he probably never really remembered these people, right?

Zhang Yang thought about it for a while, there are still two months left before the summer vacation, in the third year of high school in his previous life, Zhang Chu dragged a lot of relationships and transferred him to the Beijing Noble School, it was there that Zhang Yang came into contact with Ye Ping, and later had that first love.

Even if he didn't know Ye Ping, Ye Ping would have been selected because of his excellent bloodline and taken to that ship.

"Zhang Yang!" the middle-aged woman's Chinese teacher at the door had a blue-black face, "Come to the office!"

Zhang Yang stood up, fearless.

"Brother Yang is really good! There are twenty-six classes in the second year of high school, and there are two thousand people, and it is the first time that there is such a good comparison, and even Liu Wang, who is in the second class of the third year of high school, writes casually when he takes the exam!"

"Brother Yang's hand is so damning!"

"Phew, Brother Yang's family has hands and eyes all over the world! ”

"That's not necessarily, this is a school, what if the family has money?"

When Zhang Yang arrived at the office, he automatically ignored the group of teachers who were immersed in grading homework, walked straight to a separate room, and knocked on the door twice.

"Please come in. Mao Jianguo sat behind the wide desk and glanced at Zhang Yang, "I won't live in school in the future?"

"Hmm. Zhang Yang naturally sat on the swivel chair and looked at the hanging basket on the table.

"This is a day pass, which will be used to enter and exit the school gate in the future. Mao Jianguo handed over a card, and he didn't know what to say to a child like Zhang Yang, so he was silent.

Zhang Yang also sat quietly without speaking, and the atmosphere was depressed for a while.

When the bell for class buzzed, Mao Jianguo suddenly relaxed, as if he had been holding his breath for a long time, "Let's go to class well." ”

"Hmm. Zhang Yang is very satisfied with Mao Jianguo's attitude, so what he does next will be much easier.

When he entered the classroom, it turned out to be a history class, Zhang Yang took out the textbook from the desk, and when he opened it, he saw a lot of things he had sketched, mostly the picture of two villains fighting each other with swords in the comics, which was very rough.

Zhang Yang became interested, and flipped through his desk, and found a lot of comic books, as well as a Pad, but he didn't expect this thing to be placed in the desk.

When I opened the pad, I saw a lot of comics and novels chasing more, and those frivolous years seemed to come to my face all at once, and the past that had been countless years away suddenly came alive.

Zhang Yang turned on the front camera and looked at his face, not the face with grief in the square, not the face that was devastated and used for testing.

Now this is him, young, energetic, and even arrogant in the corners of his eyes!

Zhang Yang smiled, relieved, what is there to be nervous about?

"Zhang Yang!" The history teacher is an old-fashioned old man, who has been teaching and educating people all his life, and he was originally retired, if it weren't for the fact that the previous history teacher in school was pregnant and on vacation, and there was no new teacher, he would not have come out to substitute teach.

The more old-fashioned the teacher, the more he feels that it is not easy to go to school now, and the more he likes to take care of those children who don't like to learn, Zhang Yunjun holds the chalk head in one hand, and the kung fu that has been practiced for more than 40 years is not just talking, and the chalk head thrown out is called a fast and accurate ruthless, and it hit Zhang Yang's forehead directly.

Zhang Yang's forehead hurt, and the wanton smile on his mouth had not disappeared, and he saw the old man who had walked in front of him.

Zhang Yunjun looked down and found that Zhang Yang was taking a selfie! The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he looked at Zhang Yang twice, this kid is indeed good-looking...... But, what's the use of that!" Zhang Yang, he looks good and can't be eaten as a meal. ”

Rao is open-skinned and thick-skinned, and immediately covered the tablet with a book at this moment.

"Come to the office after class. Zhang Yunjun always thinks that the children are all good, but now the social atmosphere is not good, and the children who can be educated can still be saved.

Zhang Yang nodded "um", his gaze inadvertently swept over the blackboard, and then froze-

Zhang Yunjun stood on the podium and continued to lecture, "You children now, you are exposed to too many bells and whistles, and you have forgotten all the good things left by your ancestors.

The underground children laughed and laughed, and some of them were a little heckling.

Wang Hao sat in the back row, "Report, Mr. Zhang, what you said is not right, competitive games are going to be included in the university majors, maybe we can apply for an e-sports major in our exam next year!"

"E-sports?" Zhang Yunjun was not annoyed, he shook his head, "Fancy looks like goods, there is no connotation at all?

"What?" Wang Hao asked unconvinced.

"Go, black and white, can fight between staggered. Zhang Yunjun had a look of pride on his face, "What's even more amazing, like Zhuge Liang's eight arrays, rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and opening, a total of eight doors, can change in thousands of ways, vertical and horizontal!"

Zhang Yang originally looked at the words drawn on the blackboard and felt familiar, like a unified text used on the Emperor Star, it seemed that it was written with the word "A", which looked a bit like a ripple-like road.

Originally, I thought it was drawn by this old man, but when I heard the old man's words at the moment, I felt that this old man understood something.

"Teacher Zhang, have you read too many novels?" Wang Hao smiled, quite dead-skinned and shameless.

"The teacher doesn't read novels. "What Zhang Yunjun reads is not a novel, but a solitary book, some books left by his ancestors, and people have copied one after another from generation to generation.

"Is it loneliness?" Wang Hao's mouth is cheap and poor, and he never jokes regardless of the occasion or person.

"You can stand in this class!" Zhang Yunjun used the teacher's own skills to continue the lecture, "Today I will take you to review the knowledge points in the compulsory history of the second year of high school, starting from the evolution of traditional Chinese mainstream thought, first of all, Confucianism in the Spring and Autumn Period ......"

Zhang Yang's classes in his previous life were all used for sleeping, and he didn't expect to hear the content he was interested in for the first time in this life, he knew that it was not a coincidence that Emperor Xing came to the earth to find disciples, and they came to the earth mainly because there were a lot of thin but precious bloodlines on the earth!

Zhang Yang remembered that in his previous life, a space battleship was so big, but it only took less than a thousand people, what did the other parts of the battleship bring? Could it be that those people really found some scarce resources on the earth?