The sound made by the pointer was inaudible, but it was extremely clear in the classroom at this moment.
At the same time, there was the rustle of a signature pen scratching on the paper.
No one dared to speak, they were looking at the two figures.
Those two figures writing furiously.
"call..."
The head teacher on the podium wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a breath.
It took him some time to accept the situation.
After all, I just did what I have been doing before.
Find a role model and criticize him in front of other students.
This not only allows you to vent your emotions, but also improves your prestige.
After all, a poor student with no knowledge or skills can only have this effect.
If I could really get away with one or two scoldings, my average score would improve a lot.
Why not?
And this time...
"I was talking in front, but they didn't even raise their heads."
"And Zhang Wen is still pretending to read...can he understand the book?"
The head teacher murmured softly, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.
Yes, it's such a common reason.
But in this class, the head teacher has the final say.
So this time, he wanted to beat the unlearned Zhang Wen and Wang Jin like before.
I didn't expect that two poor students would confront me because of such a joke.
It's totally outrageous.
"Let's see how long you two can dance."
The head teacher looked at Wang Jin and frowned, rubbing his palms on the thermos cup.
That set of math papers is quite difficult.
Even if you have taught it in class, asking students in the class to do it again will not yield very good results.
What's more, there are two poor students who never pay attention in class.
But the look of those two people really made him feel unsure.
It only took Zhang Wen ten minutes to finish choosing and filling in the blanks, and then focused on the big question.
No straw paper is used throughout the process.
It's like I've memorized the answer.
It took Zhang Wen 40 minutes to write an outline of the paper that originally took two hours.
As for Wang Jin...
This guy is even more evil.
Although he didn't use toilet paper, he occasionally stopped to think.
Obviously, this is the first time I have done this set of questions.
But his speed in solving questions became faster and faster, and in the end he was even on par with Zhang Wen.
Occasionally, I would raise my pen and write a few strokes on the opponent's paper.
Zhang Wen is understandable, after all, he occasionally looks up at the teacher during class.
But Wang Jin...he was really asleep.
"Is it possible that there really is such a thing as sleep learning?"
The head teacher murmured softly and glanced at Wang Jin's pile of papers.
Not a single question was missed.
If this continues, I really need to apologize.
"Apologise? Why should I apologize?"
The head teacher pushed up his glasses and talked to himself.
In his eyes, Wang Jin and Zhang Wen were still two poor students who could be laughed at at will, and they would both be the scum of society from now on.
There is no way he would bow down to such a person.
"Do you think they wrote it randomly?"
"I don't feel like it."
"Then we have to apologize later."
"Never mind me, I was just joking."
"Besides, there were so many people making noises just now. Can he find me?"
Seeing that there was not much time left, the students began to murmur in low voices.
It's a bit ironic to say.
The head teacher who was supposed to maintain order did not stop him. Instead, he winked at the students who were usually close to him.
As a result, the classroom became noisier, almost to the point of being noisy.
This situation has a great impact on students who work hard to answer questions.
Of course, the impact on Wang Jin and Zhang Wen was minimal.
After all, one relies on memory to write answers, and the other is a ghost story worker who is used to licking blood from the edge of a knife.
As long as the house doesn't collapse, they can continue writing.
"Time's up."
The head teacher spoke suddenly, then stood up, walked to the back row, and snatched Zhang Wen's paper.
After finding that Wang Jin had no reaction, he took another paper.
After a quick glance, the head teacher's face instantly turned pale.
"Wait."
After saying these words, he turned and left.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students stood up at the same time as if they had received some signal and ran towards the classroom office.
Only half of the people in the huge classroom were left.
They didn't express their position just now, and they don't want to do anything now.
He just cast his cold eyes on Wang Jin from time to time.
The most common form of bullying is bystanders.
"ha…"
Wang Jin grinned and leaned on the stool.
He knew that he was in the limelight this time.
If the head teacher hadn't put the classroom key into the bet, Wang Jin might not have done this.
But since it’s all about that, I have to fight for it.
However, this is all still within the scope of the plan.
In other words, this radical approach is exactly what Wang Jin wants.
He has never forgotten the school beauty who came to express his love.
The other party only paid a little attention and found something wrong with this transfer student.
This made Wang Jin want to understand something.
I had contact with You Kuang at the school gate, and it was no longer inconspicuous.
Continuing to keep a low profile will have no effect, but will only make people more curious.
So Wang Jin decided to change his hiding method.
Even if I do something a little more high-profile, I will only be known in school.
Outside of here, students will not tell their parents anything like this.
Even if I say it, there will be no problem.
After all, no one would associate an ignorant high school student with a rising star in the world of ghost stories.
Of course, putting aside various considerations...
Wang Jin himself wanted to do the same.
He had seen such a situation when he was in high school in his hometown.
It's okay for teachers to criticize poor students.
But the starting point should not be to slander and ridicule.
Humiliating someone in front of the whole class is wrong in itself.
To the teacher, this was nothing; he could have interpreted it as a not-so-humorous joke.
This was nothing to the students, they did nothing but laughed along with the teacher.
But what about poor students?
From the moment he came to this class, Wang Jin noticed Zhang Wen's situation.
I sit next to the trash can all year round and am used as a negative example by my teacher.
This kid is not bad at heart and has even been studying hard recently.
But when did trying to get better get ridiculed?
Wang Jin felt very uncomfortable, even a little nauseous.
So rise up and fight.
"Dude...thank you for rescuing me."
Zhang Wen patted Wang Jin on the shoulder and spoke softly.
He hasn't calmed down yet, and his hands and feet are trembling a little.
"It should be over now. I have two multiple-choice questions that I didn't think of."
Zhang Wen was very nervous.
He has grown so old that he has barely passed the math paper.
The head teacher asked the two of them to write a paper, but he really didn't think much of Zhang Wen.
But this is not unreasonable.
Wang Jin waved his hand and asked for two papers on the grounds that "we are both healthy people" and raised the conditions a lot.
Both papers scored above 90%.
Although it sounds happy, it is not just talk.
For a paper that was full of 150 points, both of them had to answer 135 points.
The fault tolerance rate is too low.
Even if the teacher mentioned this paper, Zhang Wen was not sure.
Once the class teacher took advantage of him, Wang Jinhe himself only had the role of being called a parent.
"You mean questions four and seven? I filled them in for you."
Wang Jin scratched his head and responded casually.
"ah?"
Zhang Wen's eyes widened, as if he didn't understand.
"Dude...this is the AB paper, some of the questions are different."
"I'll check it for you while I'm writing."
Wang Jin nodded to reassure the other party.
"What the hell?"
Zhang Wen recalled it carefully and suddenly remembered that Wang Jin was indeed waiting for him while writing.
"You, have you been checking me?"
He was stunned for a moment, looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
You can make your own paper and check another paper.
Is this possible for humans to do?
Wasn't Wang Jin still a fool who said "the biology teacher is in my schoolbag" this morning?
"Not all."
Wang Jin shook his head and explained seriously.
"I haven't taken any questions for a while, and I've almost forgotten the answer pattern."
"Fortunately, your answers are very standardized. I wrote them while studying."
“…”
Zhang Wen didn't respond, just stared blankly at his good friend who had been sleeping in class.
Doubt was written all over his face.
"Well, let me ask."
Zhang Wen hesitated for a moment, but chose to ask.
"If I didn't memorize the answer, are you... planning to write two by yourself?"
"That's right, but I still have to leave the answer pattern to you."
"As for the question of whether I can finish writing..."
Wang Jin picked up the pen with both hands at the same time and wrote two different lines of ancient poetry on the straw paper in front of him.
"Skillful hands."
"It means both hands are equally flexible."
The young man looked at the stunned Zhang Wen and shrugged.