Although they no longer stared at Xiaotuanzi, it would be really strange if they could sleep after such a frightening experience tonight.

I'm afraid I'll still have nightmares for a while.

Zhuoran and Zhuoyang left, but Yu Xiuli still couldn't put it down for Xiaotuanzi. She put her hand on her forehead and stroked her from top to bottom.

Yu Xiuli's warm hands were so gentle, like fluttering catkins, and she sang a beautiful lullaby in her mouth.

Xiaotuanzi's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and after a while, he fell into sleep...

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The next day, in school.

Beside the railing, tall and thin Xu Yang stood leaning against the railing.

The few people nearby who had a good time with him were congratulating him.

"Brothers, there was only so little time left yesterday. Even if Zhuo Jinchu came back, he would still be at the end of his game and not be able to make any waves. Tell me, if you took first place this time, will you treat us to dinner later, or will you?

Go to the game arcade to play?”

Xu Yang looked not in good spirits and looked a little decadent, "Let's talk about it later."

"Hey, Xu Yang, let me ask you, have you been fooled by Zhuo Jinchu? You are different from him. After all, you went to elementary school in the town. You are so far behind him in the exams every time. Are you willing to do this?

Can you be excited to get first place after a long time?"

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, "It's not like I can justifiably take first place."

Boys, look at me and I look at you.

They don't understand the world of top academics. For them, even if they get lucky and get high scores once in a while, they will still be happy even if they get back to their original form the next time.

After all, academic progress means new sneakers, game consoles, increased pocket money and other good things coming continuously.

In the classroom, the teacher banged the podium with a pointer, "Zhuo Jinchu, we had self-study last night and you came so late. What on earth were you doing?"

There is no rule without rules. What should we do if every student imitates Zhuo Jinchu?

Zhuo Jinchu cherished his words like gold, "Something happened."

"What's the matter?"

The teacher's eyebrows were pounding, and the veins on his forehead were about to pop out.

I originally wanted to take advantage of the exam results to set some rules for Zhuo Jinchu, but the results... Hey, what else does he have to say?

Originally, exam papers were to be handed out in the first or second class, but he suppressed the matter just to deceive Zhuo Jinchu.

As a result, people looked like they didn't care. I don't know whether it was because they were too confident or because they didn't care at all.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to have such a student in the stall.

Every time I receive a bonus, my hands almost feel weak after receiving it. Every time I receive praise from my boss, I feel like I am floating.

But my heart is too tired...so tired.

He completely lost his dignity and sense of accomplishment as a teacher.

Facing the teacher, Zhuo Jinchu put his hands behind his back and pursed his lips in silence.

Unlike other students, the teacher yells and his calves shake three times.

Zhuo Jinchu looked like a normal person, with a face that looked like an immortal, and a calm expression on his face.

The teacher was holding his temples, his head was really hurting, and there was nothing he could do.

After coughing twice, the teacher pretended to be calm and said, "Although you won first place this time,... you won't be the same next time!"

Can there be a next time? Zhuo Jinchu suddenly smiled sadly.

The teacher didn't know what he was laughing at.
Chapter completed!