"I forgot to tell you that on Friday, all the students in junior high school held a mock exam. The teacher asked us to pick seats according to the grades. I'm sorry, this table was picked up by me!" Li Yanghua looked at me gloatingly.
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"What about me?"
"You, since you didn't take the exam, you ranked last in the class and were naturally ranked behind." Li Yanghua explained to me patiently, and the acne under her nose moved from my desk as she said
He took out a book from the hall and handed it to me, saying, "Look at whose name is written on it!"
I opened the book and it was written on it: Li Yanghua three big words
I didn't believe in evil and turned back again.
Something strange happened. Li Yanghua's book actually had my name on it
Liu Dehua, three small and exquisite words, written much better than me, and they are slender and beautiful. I must not have written them. I turned forward in confusion and found that they were indeed Li Yanghua's notes.
"You...why are you writing my name?" I pointed to my name on her book and said
"You have to care!" Li Yanghua snatched the book in my hand and pushed me out of the seat hatefully
"Unlucky!" I glared at Li Yanghua and walked towards the seat where only half of my life was left.
There is a book in the table. I took it out and saw it. It turns out that my book is hopeless because there is nothing else. No one is newer than mine. My book is new like I bought it just now.
Depressedly, I sat on the seat and waited, a group of idiots, this Friday is the moment when I turn over
After a while, Youqian walked into the classroom. I don’t know where he went the day before yesterday. I wanted to go over and ask, but I found that I was no longer her deskmate.
When class was about to begin, Cui Peng and his followers walked in from behind. Cui Peng looked at me gloatingly and said to his younger brother: "You have to learn how to be a human being, do you know, don't be a soft-hearted person for the rest of your life!
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This is clearly saying that I ate Youqian’s soft rice and I suppressed my anger. Cui Peng, you kid are crazy for two days first. When this weekend, I will see that I won’t block you outside the campus and beat you up!
In order not to be kicked out of school, I decided to beat him off the school. First, I would not give him a chance to breathe, and second, I could avoid being driven home by the old class bitch!
Seeing that I didn't say anything, Cui Peng became even more rampant and smiled evilly: "It's not bad, I've grown a little!"
I snorted coldly, buried my head and read the book
During the morning reading class, the old class pushed the door and walked in. He held his Chinese textbook that was almost the same as mine. He looked at the layout of the classroom with satisfaction until he saw the three of us, and frowned.
Judging from your appearance, let’s make a good start with you!
Copy memory!
My eyes began to become deeper, and it was far away and directly entered the depths of his memory!
Zhizhi~~~ Zhizhi~~~ After copying, I breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction and began to sort out the memories I copied.
It is said that there is a devil living in everyone's heart
In the memory of the old class, in addition to some Chinese knowledge, it is more about pleased the leaders, wives, elders, and even students who have studied well! And how to bribe superiors and accept subordinates?
It's the bribe of the students
When I looked at the old class again, I didn't know what else I could use be besides contempt.
The old class asked the students to calm down and said loudly: "I didn't put the poor student ball behind because of my poor grades. I did this entirely to mobilize your ambitions. I hope everyone can understand!"
It turns out that I am a Chinese student. After saying this, several poor students actually expressed gratitude to him. If I didn't copy his memory and didn't overheard the disgusting things he once said, I would be the same.
One of the poor students
There was actually a sound of applause from the audience. The old class nodded hypocritically and said, "It's going to be the middle school entrance examination. Come on, everyone. The students behind you, you have to work on too. There are seats in front, it depends on whether you have the confidence to come and sit.
Now, students in front of you should not relax their vigilance, your seat may be out of stock this Friday!”
So, why don’t you go to pyramid schemes? I looked at him with contempt and opened my Chinese textbook.
Now when reading Chinese books, I can’t say anything. I remember almost every key and every translation in the book. It seems that the old classmate’s Chinese foundation is indeed not something that can be covered!
It feels so good to have knowledge in my mind! My little face doesn't know how to hide it, and I'm so excited that I'm as if I've eaten a stool.
Well, I used the wrong metaphor again. Why has Chinese knowledge increased so much? I still like to use inappropriate metaphor!
Suddenly, the playground outside the window was green and it was so beautiful! Why didn’t I find it before? I had more knowledge in my mind, so I knew more? The lush poplar trees fluttered with the wind, and they were indescribable to look beautiful even in the classroom.
, it also began to be full of poetry
I excitedly took out a notebook and wrote down the texts from the previous few volumes, and found that I could do it with ease.
This way, attracted the classmate next to me. Cui Peng sneered at his deskmate and said, "Look, someone is writing dictated, haha, I don't know what I'm writing, should I write my name on paper?
The IQ of such a person is so miserable!”
The younger brother smiled and said casually: "Yes, it's just like a bear, I want to write something silently!"
I ignored them and continued to write dictatedly. I wanted to see if there was any difference between the knowledge of the old class and the knowledge in the textbooks!
The little brother who was giggling suddenly stopped smiling. He was closer to me, so he saw it clearly than Cui Peng. He said to Cui Peng: "Brother Peng, it's not right. His words are different!"
Cui Peng smiled coldly and said, "Who knows what he wrote? Maybe he also wrote other people's names. If he could really write down the article we learned, I would go head down!"
Seeing that Brother Peng was angry, he naturally stopped talking about it.
Looking at my sloppy font, I couldn't help but frown. It seemed that I couldn't copy his font. If I could, I could really be a Chinese teacher!
I put down my pen with satisfaction. During the morning reading, I have already achieved three ancient Chinese articles. I have sweat and sticky in my palms, as if I have touched a layer of oil.
I put down the notebook in my hand and walked out of the back door with satisfaction!
The little brother saw me going out, and walked to my seat, picked up my notebook, and flipped through the results of my morning reading.
"Brother Peng, this kid is really writing dictation. Damn, it's all right!" The little brother said to Cui Peng, who was sitting in his seat scratching his crotch while flipping through the book and the original text, as he looked at the book and the one in the original text.