He raised his eyes, his eyes stopped on Xu Jia in the third row, and he noticed that someone was secretly observing him talking and laughing in a low voice, and brought a rag directly from the back of the classroom to clean the table.

But when he entered the classroom, he had already rang the prep bell, and the head teacher came in as soon as he brought the rag.

When the head teacher saw that Bai Cheng had not returned to his seat, he glared at him, and then watched Bai Cheng cleaning something on the table with a rag.

"Baicheng, are you still sitting down after class?" She frowned.

Bai Cheng didn't want his school uniform to be soiled, so he was about to wipe off the dirty water and sit down when he heard Xu Jia say, "Old class, I want to sue, Bai Cheng scribbled on the table during his lunch break and didn't say anything. Dirty water splashed on the table trying to slander us."

The head teacher was stunned for a moment, stepped down from the podium and grabbed Bai Cheng's arm as he was wiping the table, and could vaguely see some abusive words written on it.

"Baicheng!" The teacher frowned, "How old are you to do such a thing, is it childish or not?"

Bai Cheng opened his mouth, and when he looked up, he saw Xu Jia's triumphant look, and also noticed that Xu Jia was secretly watching Mo Li's direction from the corner of his eyes.

At the same time, Murray stood up.

"Teacher," he said, "I've never heard of anyone who scolds someone by dirtying their desk."

The head teacher had habitually trusted Xu Jia, and when he heard this, he was about to speak, when Bai Cheng had already hurriedly said, "I did it."

As he said that, he wiped the table with force, threw the rag beside the table, put his hand in the pocket of the school uniform, and looked at the head teacher with a tugging attitude.

When Xu Jia bullies others, he likes to watch the bullied person resist. The more intense the resistance, the happier he is.

Because no matter what the final result is, with superior conditions, Xu Jia will definitely be the winner.

Xu Jia was smashed by Mo Li with a book before, and he must still remember it. Splashing dirty water on his desk today was just an introduction, just to lead Mo Li to come forward.

When Mo Li is in his early years, Xu Jia will definitely have a later move against Mo Li.

The head teacher was angry with Bai Cheng's attitude, so he pointed outside and told Bai Cheng to get out of class.

"Where did you learn this kind of gangster attitude? If you want to be a gangster, don't go to school!" She said with a look of disgust, "As expected, the mud can't support the wall."

Bai Cheng paused at his feet, and left the classroom at a faster speed without changing his expression.

The head teacher used to have expectations for him, but it was only when his grades got worse and worse that he gave up on him.

Besides, he can no longer drag Murray down, which is fine now.

It's just that Bai Cheng didn't expect that Mo Li had come out after he had just stood outside for a minute.

"What are you doing out?!" He glared at Mo Li.

"Take you in." Mo Li took him by the arm and entered the door, calmly ignoring everyone's gaze and sitting in his seat, while he walked to Baicheng's seat and sat down.

The head teacher's face was flushed with anger, and he pointed at Mo Li and shouted angrily:

"Murray what do you mean!"

"Teacher, we came to the school to have a class, not to be punished for standing outside. If you have any punishment, let's say after class, don't delay our class." Mo Li raised his hand and said lazily, "You can punish me whatever you want after class. "

The head teacher choked, glared at Mo Li viciously and said, "What's wrong with me punishing the following students? You can tell me if you have the skills!"

Who would have thought that the daring Mo Li would actually nod his head, go straight to the blackboard, and take the class teacher's calligraphy: "What are you talking about today?"

The head teacher was about to be laughed at by Mo Li, she pointed to the area and sat next to the podium: "Tell me, if you can't speak well today, I will make a person like you get away with all my teaching qualifications for so many years. out of school."

Facing the shocked gazes of the whole class, Mo Li seriously talked about the content of this area. In fact, the second year of high school has already finished the class that should be taught. Except for a few subjects that have some content left, other subjects have already started. Review brush questions.

He went straight out of the script and simply wrote a series of chemical equations on the blackboard, accompanied by his calm and low voice:

"This kind of question just looks complicated, but as long as we write the chemical formula of the reactant on the scratch paper in advance, analyze the ions participating in the reaction, and the ions to be left, see—"

His handwriting is very beautiful, he marked it twice, and wrote the correct answer on the blackboard. He didn't even read the answer in advance, and the speed was staggering.

Xueba's thinking is clear and clear. He is obviously just a student, but his seriousness makes people involuntarily quiet down and listen to him.

If it weren't for Mo Li still wearing a school uniform, it would seem that there is no difference from what the teacher said.

The head teacher gradually calmed down from the anger at the beginning, and gradually calmed his expression, and began to listen to Mo Li.

Sitting in front of Mo Li's desk, Bai Cheng looked at the problem book he opened, listened to Mo Li's explanation and tried to solve the problem, and he really solved it smoothly.

He didn't dare to scribble on Mo Li's question book, but just recited the answer in his mind, staring blankly at the question book, his eyes turned red for some reason.

But how could Xu Jia let Mo Li shine so brightly, so he stood up and asked for trouble, "It's simple, but I don't know what to do with the ions and electrons of the chemical formula?"

Mo Li smiled, pointed to the textbook in front of Xu Jia, and said solemnly in his cello-like voice:

"You can find it in the book, and you can write it down with your brain. If you have no hands and no brains, you are welcome at the Welfare Institute for the Disabled next door."

"You!" Xu Jia's angry voice changed its tone.

But Mo Li ignored Xu Jia directly, looked up at the other students and said:

"next question."

After class, Bai Cheng was forgotten by the head teacher, but Mo Li was taken to the office.

"It's a good talk." The head teacher raised his face and boasted reservedly.

Looking at Mo Li's entrance exam results, he said in a heavy voice:

"But you study well doesn't mean you can ignore the teacher's words and the classroom discipline! Last time, your math teacher, Teacher Wang, was mad at you, but this time you're mad at me again, don't you? Go back and write me a copy. Check it out!"