For the recitation of the text assigned yesterday, the English teacher selected more than a dozen students, but none of them could memorize them. Although it is in Class Z, if the students here are placed in an ordinary school, it would be top-notch. However, the knowledge taught here far exceeds the content stipulated by the Ministry of Education. The students in Class Z... Compared with the previous class, Really bad.

It can be said that they are discriminated against in this school. The family background is not good enough, and the grades are not good enough. They belong to the people who live at the bottom of the pyramid.

Just when the English teacher was so angry that he wanted to lose his temper, a small hand was raised from behind.

The person who raised his hand was in a very standard posture, with slender fingers, and the sleeve of the school uniform slipped off, revealing a section of Bai Shengsheng's wrist.

The English teacher was stunned for a moment, and found that the student who raised his hand did not know him at all. He pointed at the other party and said, "You, yes, it's you, what's the matter?" The expression was not very good, because the general grades in the back were not good. The girl wanted to go to the toilet or make a report, so the teacher's Attitude is not good.

Qing Huan said: "Endorsement."

These two words were said in a clear and cold way, and all the students turned their heads to look at them in unison. Seeing the petite and thin girl standing in her seat, her expression was cold and expressionless, but her eyes were full of firmness and confidence.

The English teacher obviously did not expect this answer. He hesitated at first and said, "You will?"

Qing Huan didn't answer, but started to endorse. As soon as she spoke, everyone was stunned by her fluent and standard spoken language! From start to finish, there was not a single error, not a single pause, and even the tone was just right! Even the English teacher himself would not dare to say that he must be able to memorize it so well!

When was there such a powerful student in the class... How could he not know? ! The English teacher smiled and waved his hands again and again: "Please take a seat, please take a seat, very good!"

There is no teacher who does not like hard-working students. They are always patient and joyful towards students with a good attitude towards learning. Although he had no impression of this student named... um, Hao Xiaoyan, but from now on, he will remember her! "Learn from Hao Xiaoyan! I have already explained the grammar of this article in detail yesterday, and I also wrote it out for you. It's right here on the blackboard!" Seeing other confused students, he couldn't help it. angry. "If you can't memorize it, copy it for me now! Copy it quickly!"

Naturally, Qing Huan didn't need to copy it. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, because she heard Mo Ze's prompt that progress was 1, and it was currently -14. Of course, the beautiful girl development plan was also 1. Qing Huan looked at her hands without a trace, um... The rough-skinned hands that have been doing rough work for many years seem to be a little white?

She has no other ideas now, so she just wants to quickly increase the progress of the god of learning to a positive number... Every time she hears Mo Ze reading a negative number, she feels a faint pain in her eggs... Uh, she forgot that she has no eggs==

After class, Qing Huan turned a blind eye to the curious eyes of her classmates. Most of these people have never bullied her - they are just on the sidelines, sympathetic and compassionate, and at the same time they are glad that they are not bullied. This is sadness.

She always remembers that she is taking the high-cold route and persists for a hundred years without wavering.

The first class was a math class. Maybe heard about Qinghuan in the office. When a question was copied on the blackboard, seven or eight classmates didn't even write it down, and they all hung on it, and the beer belly was bald. The math teacher called Qing Huan, and asked the classmates hanging on the blackboard to roll and stand.

Qing Huan came up frowning, she... is not very good at mathematics. She was silent for a few seconds while holding the chalk, and just before the math teacher was about to get angry, she started writing. After a few swipes, the speed is fast, the thinking is clear, and the most important thing is that the answer is correct.

[Master, master, am I very good? As long as you don't know, I can immediately pass the answer to you, you just need to copy it! Of course, the price is that it will be a little harder to complete the study of the gods, unless you really know it...] The last sentence said in a nonchalant manner, even Mo Ze himself felt that he was a little flat.

It's not the first time that this guy has been tricked by him anyway, Qing Huan was very calm, put the chalk away, turned around and returned to his seat.

In the next class, she was forced to enjoy the attention of her classmates and the excited eyes of her math teacher. The questions he asked were beyond the outline, let alone the Z class, even the H class might not be able to do it, but this girl actually can! Could it be that! Is he going to teach a talented student too! Don't ask for anything else, even if he can enter the top 100 in the grade, he will be proud!

The mathematics of class Z is always on the back end every semester, and the first one in the class can't even squeeze into the top 1,000. He doesn't know how long he has been ridiculed! Obviously his level is not bad, how can the students be inferior to others!

In the second section of the Chinese class, Qing Huan was ready to be brought up by the head teacher's Chinese teacher to recite a long, deadly classical Chinese text. To tell the truth, this is really a piece of cake. She loves piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially poetry and ancient prose. This is something she is very familiar with. When she was alive, she was considered a talented girl who was famous far and wide, and she even wrote a hairpin. Small case. Having been to so many worlds and never stop learning, how can a mere junior high school teacher catch up?

When the handwriting was written on the blackboard, everyone was shocked! Qing Huan herself was very calm, and she was not afraid of being exposed. The Hao family just wanted to squeeze her and bully her, and they didn't care about her studies at all, and they were always in a ghost state at school, and there was no final exam in the first semester. Who knows what level she is!

So this morning, Qing Huan successfully raised -14 to -5, and it was only 5 o'clock to reach a positive number. She was so happy.

Because there was no money, Cen Ning used to go back to Hao's house for dinner every noon, and at the same time help with cooking. Mrs. Hao even resigned from her aunt, so Cen Ning did all the housework. But this time Qing Huan has left the Hao family - she is not stupid, except for the few worlds that were weak in the beginning and had no advantage at all, how could anyone dare to break ground on her head!

I went home at noon to make my own lunch, and I had to take care of Jiguang and Xiaohei. The two little guys played happily at home. Although they didn't eat cat food or dog food, they liked to tease cat sticks and dog chews... ...and also said that they are not cats and dogs, they are obviously a property, and they like to be coquettish and greedy.

Who knew that when arrived at school in the afternoon, before the first class started, someone would come to Class Z to find fault.

The second of Hao Meng's sidekicks, Qing Huan was too lazy to remember their names, they were all thin and long and one short melon, and their eyes were full of malice.

At that time, Qinghuan was doing math problems. When she was the CEO, she didn't need to calculate these things. She only needed to make decisions. Qinghuan herself had always been obsessed with books, and didn't pay attention to physics at all. It can be said that in addition to the most basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, mathematics is like a paste to Qinghuan.

But not anymore.

She thinks math is fun, fun and full of endless mysteries! It's a pity that the book in her hand is not deep enough. If she has the opportunity, she can learn it more thoroughly!

Mo Ze watched his master discover another hobby and then sighed, master, the most important task of learning the gods is name, name, name! Don't go astray again, okay? It's really pitiful to think about being a system. It's okay to beg her master to do tasks. Her old man simply plays whatever he wants, and never plays cards according to the rules! In the world of the female ghost Yuaner, it was obvious that she wanted NP, but she turned around and left, and the main quest was no longer played! All kinds of self-willed, even said that his child's temperament...

Because she was immersed in the magic of mathematics, when someone kicked her desk and caused a stack of books and stationery boxes on the table to fall to the ground, Qinghuan narrowed her eyes and looked up, even one long thin and one short. Winter melon stood in front of her table, the two of them were tall and round to block her sunlight.

I didn't expect to be stunned by Qing Huan's eyes, and the slender strip looked at the short winter melon, and slammed a hand on Qing Huan's table: "Little bitch, where have you been?!"

Qing Huan looked at them and ignored them.

"What about you!" The slender long strip looked very quick-tempered, and pointed directly at Qing Huan's nose and asked, "Are you deaf?!"

Qing Huan unceremoniously grabbed the math book and waved it to her slender paws, saying indifferently, "Don't talk to me, Hao Meng's lackey."

The slender slender gasped in pain. Of course, Qing Huan's strength was great and skillful. She was only in slight pain now, and more pain was yet to come. But Dwarf Melon got angry: "Who are you calling a lackey? Say it again!"

Qing Huan lifted her eyelids, glanced at them lazily and indifferently, and said lightly, "Lags."

As soon as the two words came out, everyone was in an uproar. She really dared to say it! At the moment, the two of them are going to fight like crazy. They are used to being domineering. The real young masters and young ladies look down on their petty troubles and never bother to pay attention to them. really thought they could go sideways in this school.

The classmates in class Z still only looked and didn't speak. They gave up a space that was enough for the slender strips and the short winter melons to display. Qing Huan felt the sadness and helplessness that came from the depths of her heart, an unspeakable discomfort. Yes, always hope to get along with classmates in harmony, but they usually ignore her and don't lend a helping hand to her at critical moments.

They will always just stand by and watch.

But if you don't fight, don't resist, if you bully Cen Ning today, won't you bully them yourself in the future? It's really hard for them to read so many sage books since they were young.

It is really strange to say that they study ancient prose, memorize ancient poems, wear retro-style clothes, and imitate the arty style of the ancients, but they do not learn the spirit of the ancients. Thinking about it, Qing Huan grabbed a broom in the sanitation corner, alas, her image... People always use elegant and beautiful weapons, such as swords, white silk, bells, etc., but she uses a broom... …

Sad.