Lu Zhengkang took off with a flying kick.

The next week, a substitute teacher came to the science class.

That's right, the one pretending to be a specimen is Shao Zhanqing.

Such a big man still does such childish things. Lu Zhengkang doesn't even know how this fool grew up to be so big.

Of course, such a shameful thing was not disclosed to anyone. Lu Zhengkang kicked him down, and Shao Zhanqing could only suffer the loss of being dumb and silently submitted a leave note to the administrative office.

The most troublesome thing is that after Lu Zhengkang kicked Mr. Shao, a tool man, into the hospital, it seems that Lu Zhengkang can only do the modeling work himself. Although with the help of professional machines, the task itself is not difficult, but it is very difficult.

Annoying, and the amount is huge.

The scariest thing is that time is very tight. Shao Zhanqing has to stay in the hospital for at least a week, and the latest submission date for entries is eight days later. 3D printing such a large model will take at least twenty hours, and painting will take another one.

Two hours.

If we really have to wait for Shao Zhanqing to be discharged from the hospital to model in person, we may have to stage the kind of drama where "the protagonist always appears at the last second". Lu Zhengkang doesn't like this, he always likes to prepare in advance.

Therefore, in order to avoid time embarrassment, in the final analysis, Lu Zhengkang can only do these tasks himself.

He had a premonition that he might have to sacrifice his hair again.

Damn it, why! My young and beautiful hair!

After spending 800 comprehension points to learn a 3D modeling skill, Lu Zhengkang went through a long and painful 10,000 hours. He had promised not to learn anymore, but he didn't expect that things would change, and he would become the person he hated the most.

New achievements unlocked.

[Achievement: Virtual Sculptor (Rare)]: You are familiar with the practical 3D printer data modeling technology. Even if you don't do well in the future, you can rely on this skill to make a living.

Effect: Linear thinking has grown slightly, eye movement speed has slightly improved, wrist flexibility has slightly improved, and hair volume has slightly decreased.

Lu Zhengkang covered his face and cried silently.

From today on, he plans to grow his hair long so that he can rely on the local area to support the central government in the future. By the way, if it works, he plans to learn a hair care skill.

If the process of learning modeling had not made Lu Zhengkang feel completely painful, then he felt completely sad when he received the data disk left by Teacher Shao and found that the modeling task had been completed.

My hair, you died miserably!

Lu Zhengkang browsed Shao Zhanqing's work results with sadness and indignation, and found that the quality was average. Looking at it from his own professional perspective, this modeling had many errors and perfunctory content. A large number of internal details were omitted. This was to save time.

It is a good way to save brain power. Shao Zhanqing is not the proposer of the plan. He cannot imagine those exquisite details, but Lu Zhengkang can.

In fact, this work had to be completed by himself from the beginning.

So things like hair had to be abandoned from the beginning, because this is...

Lu Zhengkang wiped away his tears with a happy face, "This is the fate of the boss!"

Boss Lu Zhengkang spent another sleepless night, then a second sleepless night, and a third sleepless night.

Staying up late for three consecutive days made his liver explode. He fell asleep many times in class and was forced to stand. It was not impossible to sleep standing up, and then he was invited to drink tea.

Also drinking tea with him was Su Xiangli.

This stubborn little girl still didn't like her English teacher. Her grades continued to decline under her careful control, which frightened Teacher Li.

So Lu Zhengkang met Su Xiangli's mother in the office.

Mother Su was different from the kind of lazy lady Lu Zhengkang imagined. He originally thought that a mother who neglected to discipline her children would be pretentious and arrogant, but Su Xiangli's mother was quiet and elegant, just like

Like the English teacher, Su Xiangli lowered his head and did not look at his mother, even staying a little far away.

Lu Zhengkang thought to himself, does Su Xiangli hate his mother, so he hates the English teacher who has a similar temperament to Su's mother?

The English teacher's desk is two desks away from the head teacher's desk. Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli are like two mice walking in the woods. It is difficult to see each other clearly. They can only see those things that are thicker than "trees".

Old adults, this kind of involuntary fear is difficult for adults to look back on.

Lu Zhengkang stood obediently in front of the class teacher's desk. He did not defend himself, because what the teachers wanted to hear was not excuses, but a promise.

For example, "The homework must be handed in before school", "I will definitely not do it next time", "I will definitely get 90% in the next exam".

Even though these are often just lies and another form of sophistry, in the words of the teacher, "an attitude."

Learning attitude.

Mother Su's voice came from far away, passing through the barrier of the desk partition and reverberating on the four walls. Lu Zhengkang's keen hearing could detect the delay in the sound rebounding and the tiny echo, just like countless people saying the same thing. Still.

As for Teacher Li, they really seem to have the same tone of voice.

"Lu Zhengkang, I know you are very smart, but this does not mean that you can skip class. Sleeping in class not only affects your own learning, but also interferes with the learning of the students around you..."

The class teacher's lesson ended quickly. This old woman actually liked smart guys like Lu Zhengkang from the bottom of her heart, and even her tone was very gentle.

"Yes, teacher, I will definitely not sleep next time."

"Okay, let's go."

Lu Zhengkang returned to the classroom. After a while, he remembered the school bell and Su Xiangli still hadn't come back. Halfway through a math class, the little girl opened the door and came in. She said a report obediently, with her head lowered and her face expressionless.

appearance.

She returned to her seat, and there was a whole classroom between her and Lu Zhengkang. He could only look at her from afar. Su Xiangli didn't shed any tears or cry, which was good.

After class, Lu Zhengkang ran to the little girl's side immediately.

Su Xiangli frowned and said, "I have to learn to dance."

"Why?" Lu Zhengkang and Zhang Yingxuan beside him were both curious, and Zhou Ping calmly leaned his head over.

"If your grades are too bad, you have to learn your special skills. You will have to become a special student in the future."

Lu Zhengkang felt that it was ridiculous. Is this what adults think? Let a top student who is excellent in all subjects but only good in English or deliberately reduce her scores to become a special student instead of trying to solve the problem of her declining performance.

It's like a sports car, except the front hood is dirty, so a steel plate is welded on instead of washing the car.

Is Special Health a cure-all? Is it a permanent cure?

Lu Zhengkang suddenly felt the same for Su Xiangli, which was a great humiliation.

Different from forcibly arranging a path for their children, the hateful thing about Su Xiangli's parents is that all her rebellions are meaningless, and there are always countless backup plans to achieve the set goals.
Chapter completed!