"With a one-in-four probability, I don't think I'm so unlucky to be assigned to Mu Qing's class, right?"

A piece of talk was published in my space, and the number of clicks and likes exceeded 50 people. It was my best friend Zhang Ziyun who grabbed the sofa.

"Xiaobai, this is not necessarily, everything is in the dark, and small probability events may also occur. ”

I replied, "Get out!" (plus three kitchen knives).

Zhang Ziyun closed his mouth, followed by Jiang Daokun, my sophomore high school friend, commented, "Xiaobai, if you are assigned to Mu Qing's class, we will buy lottery tickets." ”

"Good!" I replied.

There are various comments below, but most people are optimistic about the occurrence of a small probability event. After all, in this era when no one pays attention to the normal feelings of publishing, and publishing is similar to falling and crazy likes, I am not surprised.

......

I forgot to introduce, my name is Bai Fan, a student who is about to enter the third year of high school. Mu Qing is my sophomore class teacher, a very individual, fiery female class teacher. Don't look at her as a woman, but the students don't dare to underestimate her. Dan Muqing raised her voice. The whole class should tremble, too!

My personality and Mu Qing's personality is not compatible, simply put, it is not good. I have a lazy personality, and Mu Qing can't see a student who is a child, so in my sophomore year of high school, Mu Qing and I had a lot of needle-to-point confrontations, but they all ended in my failure. Finally, when I graduated from the second year of high school, I heard that Mu Qing would continue to teach the third year of high school, and my heart couldn't help but tighten.

Although I usually do it, I was still admitted to the key class of the third year of high school. But Mu Qing continued to teach the third year of high school, so I said that I would pray not to be assigned to Mu Qing's class.

...

Today is the day when the school will look at the rankings and see which class you are in.

The bustling crowd was only under a red list, and along the list, everyone was looking for their names.

I slouched into the crowd, and my small stature was immediately overwhelmed by the crowd. I looked lazily at the bright red list. At this moment, a large strong hand instantly grabbed me and pulled me out of the crowd.

I was stunned for a few seconds, then I reacted. It was none other than Jiang Daokun, a close friend.

At this time, his face was full of smiles, and his mouth couldn't close.

"Let's go, let's go, let's buy lottery tickets, Xiaobai!" Jiang Daokun forced a smile, but I still saw that he was already laughing to the extreme.

"......" When I heard the word lottery, I sat on the ground weakly as if I had been evacuated.

"How...... How...... How could it be, a small probability event can also let me spread it!" I stood up and slammed it at the stone on the side of the road. The stone slammed into the concrete wall with a low thud in the air.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited. I'm also in Mu Qing's class. Jiang Daokun patted me on the shoulder and comforted.

"Hehe......"

I smiled weakly, and all kinds of images from my sophomore year of high school came to my mind.

"Bai Fan, go out, it's late again!"

"Bai Fan, points have been deducted again, on duty!"

"Bai Fan, you have violated discipline again!"

“......”

I couldn't help but shudder, these pictures were too beautiful to look at.

"Who else is in Mu Qing's class?"

"It turns out that almost all the key people in our class are in Mu Qing's class. ”

"What about 328?"

328, my dormitory in my sophomore year of high school, there are a bunch of good friends in it, each with a title.

Zhang Ziyun, a scholar who sensationalized the little prince Zong Qinglong, attracted hatred of Bai Fan, and Jiang Daokun, the god of sleep......

All people have a common hobby, the Lá people (Shandong) dialect.

The so-called pulling is a group of people who hold a person's arms and legs, and then let him have no resistance to split his legs, and then hit him on a pole.

It's boring to say, but it's a lot of fun in practice. This kind of activity is enough to make the dark life of high school interesting and not to the point of mental breakdown. Of course, the person who pulls and the person who is pulled are usually good friends, so there is usually no estrangement after exercise.

Think about yourself when you are in 328, everyone must walk quickly when they pass by the door of the 328 dormitory, otherwise they will be pulled by the wolf-like people inside.

I smiled, it was a wonderful time.

"Let's go, let's go to the class and see the new classmates. Jiang Daokun waved at me, and then walked up the stairs to the fifth floor.

As the saying goes, the height of the floor is directly proportional to your school age. 1st to 2nd floors, 2nd to 4th floors, 3rd to 5th floors!

I don't know if it's because the sound insulation in the high place is good or because the principal's head is pumped, the four key science classes are all located on the fifth floor. In the hot summer, how enjoyable it is to climb the fifth floor!

When I came to the fifth floor covered in sweat and dizzy, a sentence came to my mind:

Welcome to Purgatory Mode.

The corners of my mouth twitched.

"The third year of high school plus Mu Qing, it is extremely cool. ”

I pushed open the classroom door and was greeted by a slightly chubby young teacher.

"Hello teacher. I could barely squeeze out a smile.

"Yes. Mu Qing nodded and motioned for me to find a place to sit down.

Call. I let out a long sigh and quickly found a remote seat to sit down. Looking around, I noticed that there were many unfamiliar faces. Although some of them were former high school sophomores, they had hardly spoken in a year, and they were not much like strangers.

Looking at the girls in the class again, I found that there were only about 20 girls in the class of more than 50 people.

"Wolves have more meat and less meat. I poked Jiang Daokun and teased.

"If you want to have more meat and less wolves, go to the liberal arts class, and when the sophomore year of high school has a sports day, the liberal arts class will borrow boys from the science class to participate in the competition. Jiang Daokun said.

"Alas, that doesn't belong to me, the famous flowers already have their owners. I sighed.

"The famous flower has a master, but I have no owner in my heart. At this time, Zong Qinglong turned around and smiled.

"Die, little prince. I said.

"Hehe, I still want to sensationalize, how can I die like this. Zong Qinglong smiled evilly.

Zong Qinglong, nicknamed the sensational little prince. He usually presides over any activities in the class and instigates a lot of kindness. often makes female classmates cry, and then he stretches out a tissue in exchange for favor.

"You're a stallion, you know?" I teased.

"Cut, you're a**naked jealousy. ”

When I was about to say something, Mu Qing raised her voice and said, "Students, be quiet." ”

As soon as Mu Qing spoke, everyone fell silent.

Looking at the quiet teacher, Mu Qing smiled with satisfaction and said, "Students, I am very happy to be your homeroom teacher." I am a Chinese teacher and a Chinese teacher in a science class, so I will use the thinking of a science student to tell everyone how difficult it is for us to meet in the third year of high school. ”

"Cut, it's not easy. It's not easy for me to be in your class with four key science classes!" I snorted lightly, very disdainful of Mu Qing.

"Students, there are five billion people on the planet, and there are only fifty people in our class. Fifty to five billion, what a fate. Mu Qing smiled.

"I'm going! 50 billionths of a billion? Looks like I really should buy a lottery ticket!" I clicked into my browser to check the dynamics of the lottery ticket.

"Students, I believe everyone knows the importance of the third year of high school. Your parents also expect you to be admitted to a good university, so you don't have to work hard......"

"The third year of high school is tasteless!" the class shouted.

"Don't fight or fight......"

"The third year of high school is in vain!"

"Good. Mu Qing showed a row of white teeth.

"Students, we are in the second class, but we ......"

"Fuji!"

"Do it to the other three classes!"

"Do it! Do it!"

The enthusiasm of the whole class was aroused, and everyone except me was shouting.

"In that case, will you come for the holiday make-up class?"

"Come!"

Mu Qing smiled with satisfaction.

"Wait, make up classes during the holidays?"

"What? Make-up classes during the holidays?"

The person who had just been carried away by enthusiasm reacted.

"Students, you said you were going to come, and I didn't force you. ”

After Mu Qing finished speaking, there was an uproar under the podium.

"What, there are not a few days left for the holidays, and you have to make up classes?"

"I don't want to go. ”

“oh，no!”

Listening to the noise around me, I snorted coldly. This is just Mu Qing's tricks.

I tapped the screen, and a text message came into view: Afternoon singing, old place.

"Hehe, the last happy life before purgatory. ”

I smiled helplessly.

In the third year of high school, it officially starts with make-up classes during the holidays.