The seven -class language teacher is Lao Meng. Meng Guowei brought a stack of practice and rolled into the class, put the paper on the table: "The class is in class, the things that should be collected are put away."

He glanced across the stage and paused in the last row, and found that Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan had really changed their positions.

Meng Guowei: "The arrangement of this lesson is like this. We first finished the ancient poems that were not finished in the last lesson. Then I carefully prepared a few ancient poems appreciation for you. If the time comes, let's talk together ... "

Chinese lessons have always been boring.

Meng Guowei was particularly serious in class, and raced against time, and only talked about knowledge points. For Xu Sheng, a teacher who can barely lift the spirit for a while to listen to a while, such a class is simply suffering.

He first supported his eyelids to listen to what Meng Guowei talked about what "theme" and "artistic techniques", and he heard nothing in the back.

Shao Zhanqu pointed out that he knocked on his desktop, knocked him up, reminded: "Listen to class, take notes."

Xu Sheng grabbed his hair, and finally opened his eyes. In the principle that I couldn't get better in my miserable, he touched his phone out of his pants pocket and reminded him: "Don't look up at the blackboard. Watch the blackboard, sleep, play games, choose one in the second choice. "

"..."

Xu Sheng threw the phone in front of Shao Zhan: "Find someone who wants to play in the game classification."

Although the two changed their bodies, these private things were not changed for the time being.

No one knows when the situation will end now. People are very good at giving themselves some creatures in the subconscious. Both feel that the situation should not last long.

The phone does not need a password, Shao Zhan can unlock it directly with fingerprints.

He opened Xu Sheng's mobile phone screen lock and did not have time to find the game classification, but was attracted by a very special mobile phone screen.

It is a street view sketch.

The whole painting is a street view, street light, corner shop. There are two clerks in the direction of the store in the store to talk to customers, but these are just a few strokes. The most ink is a cat who squints and sleeps under the corner street lights.

The cat's snoring look is extremely well -behaved, with a culprit, and the tail is curled.

The other parts gently wiped a layer with a pencil to create a feeling of night, only a circle of light under the street lights. Then the lines extended to the other side to become extremely open.

The artificial traces of this painting are very heavy, and it does not look like a picture on the Internet.

And the pixels are not high, the effect of the mobile phone is not effective, it seems that the wishes are slightly blurred and gray.

When Xu Sheng saw that he did not respond for a long time, finished the main purpose according to the blackboard, turned his head and said, "... Don't tell me that you have not played so big."

After Xu Sheng finished speaking, it was really possible to have this. He was boring in class, and suddenly came to interest: "So, I will teach you."

Shao Zhan scratched a page and click into the game classification: "Turn your head back."

Xu Sheng shrugged and shot around again. Meng Guowei rolled the textbook with one hand and wrote on the blackboard: "So only the surface meaning left in the blackboard, and the deep meaning ..."

There is no other in Xu Sheng's mobile phone. There are a lot of games. From the elimination of the landlord to the landlord to the glory of the king, only you can't think of it.

Shao Zhan was too lazy to pick and open one.

Just online, I haven't found the game yet. A friend named "Crazy Peak Landie" shook a few messages.

Crazy Peak Landie: Boss, you and the God of God. You two, at the same table?

Crazy Peak Landie: If you are abducted, you will blink.

Crazy Peak Landie: You also told me a person like him a few days ago ...

After all, it is someone else's game account, Shao Zhan wanted to ignore it, but when the words "people like him" came out, Shao Zhan paused again.

S: ?

Xu Sheng's game account name is very simple, just one letter.

After this question mark was sent, it took half a minute before a long series of words came from the other side.

Kuangfeng Langdie: It's sanctimonious, devoid of conscience, and dehumanized. It's just a lunatic. Let me think about it again. Oh, and another word, beasts are not as good as animals.

"Kangfeng Langdie is Zhang Feng," Xu Sheng just remembered, as soon as he goes online, Zhang Feng will probably come to him, "One class, he may come to me, no matter what he says about you. Just reply oh."

Xu Sheng said, and sure enough, out of the corner of the eye, he saw the words Kuangfeng Langdie hung on the screen in a row: "What did he post?"

Shao Zhan turned the screen of his phone to face him.

Xu Sheng: "..."

Shao Zhan seemed to sneer. The word sneer was inappropriate because cold accounted for 99.9% of the total.

Xu Sheng froze, turned his head consciously, and continued listening to the lecture.

Zhang Feng sold Xu Sheng without knowing it.

He watched "Xu Sheng" play a game by himself in the class, and he was very confused without taking him to play.

Zhang Feng actually had respect for the student gods before. After all, his grades were so good and he was commonly known as Defying the Heavens.

However, Xu Sheng was very annoyed by Shao Zhan after being reviewed and disciplined everywhere. He was annoyed when he heard Zhang Feng reciting the words "Study God": "Do you want a brother or a god?"

Zhang Feng slapped his thigh: "Of course it's brother!"

While Shao Zhan was playing the game, Meng Guowei had already pulled down his little curly hair.

Xu Sheng opened the test paper and looked down at the first question.

Xu Shengxin said that it was not difficult to play "Shao Zhan" in the Chinese class. After all, everyone could understand Chinese characters. No matter what, he just listened to half of the class.

A few basic points of knowledge are still known.

Xu Sheng started writing the first question with confidence.

"Wrong." Shao Zhan said suddenly halfway through the game.

"Which question is wrong?" Xu Sheng raised his head.

"You should ask, which question is right for you."

"..."

Xu Sheng didn't know where Shao Zhan came from, but he could still watch him solve problems while playing games: "I can't find any of these questions right?"

Xu Sheng once again faced the creature like the God of Learning.

It is true that Shao Zhan doesn't play games very often, but after the first round, he knows about the basic operations and skills. From the second round, he has the appearance of an old player. Compared with Zhang Feng who has been playing for a year, he is still a rookie. , the comparison is horrific.

The most extreme thing is that he can really play and read questions at the same time.

Shao Zhan said a sentence, Xu Sheng wrote a sentence, and the small half of the test paper was quickly completed.

At this time, it was less than five minutes left.

The paper issued by Meng Guowei is basically not accepted, which is equivalent to the post -class exercises, so the two have never considered the problem of waiting for Shao Zhan to finish writing and exchanging the test papers.

However, Meng Guowei was probably in a good mood today. He began to play with the projector on the podium: "Time is too late, I will put the correct answer to everyone on the blackboard. You can change it. These questions are not difficult."

Xu Sheng had completed the task of this class. He leaned back and narrowed his eyes to see the curtain on the blackboard, waiting for the get out of class.

As a result, Meng Guowei said in the next second, "Shao Zhan, you take your paper up."

The classmates in the class heard the answer to the scholarship, and they immediately sat upright, all of which were expressing with Gao Zhibo, who was only across the aisle.

"..."

Xu Sheng did not expect that the correct answer in Meng Guowei's mouth was what it meant.

Shao Zhan couldn't play in that game in his hand and pressed it directly.

Meng Guowei fiddled with the projector and walked down with a smile: "Come, show you."

Meng Guowei wanted to take away the test papers that Xu Sheng put on the table directly.

Pump, don't take away.

Xu Sheng pressed the test paper. He glanced at the words on the test paper secretly. The word was wild, scribbled, and full of wildness. In a short time, he had the heart of swallowing papers in a breath.

Meng Guowei pumped it again, and the other party was tighter.

Meng Guowei tried to draw again.

"Teacher," In a hurry, Xu Sheng's mind didn't know what thoughts flashed. He suddenly patted the table and said, "Should you give other students a chance to show himself?"

Meng Guowei was shot by him for a while.

"Standard answers are important, but I think you should focus on the place where everyone do the question is more likely," Xu Sheng took advantage of Meng Guowei to shake, and finally pulled the test paper from Meng Guowei's palm. "... … Knowing which are the loss points of students and strengthen training, it is the real help for them. "

It makes sense!

Meng Guowei seemed to be chopped into his mind by a lightning, caught deep thinking.

He always likes to let everyone see Shao Zhan's standard answer, can the standard answer really so important? Intersection

Xu Sheng pursued: "Gao Zhibo told me before that he has always wanted to show his homework and suffer from no chance."

Meng Guowei groaned for a while and turned around: "Gao Zhibo, the teacher didn't expect you to have this heart."

Meng Guowei reached out: "Come on, give me your paper."

Gao Zhibo, who has never said this: "...?"

Shao Zhan's mood was hung up hard every day, and then fell back in Xu Sheng's unexpected extreme operation.

In addition to the Chinese class, in addition to a small accident, Xu Sheng and Shao Zhan in the following class have experience. Regardless of whether the homework is collected, Shao Zhan will write to him in advance.

Coupled with the beginning of school, several cultural courses are basically based on the basic content of textbook education. The level of development and expansion has not been made, and there are not many opportunities to do questions. Shao Zhan can do everything. The knowledge points of these new studies are too basic. Instead, the teacher will hardly click on him to answer the question.

After all, Xu Sheng never felt so tired to school. He couldn't use Shao Zhan to remind him that he didn't have the mind to run outside the school.

There are several unread messages from Zhang Feng on the phone.

The message time is still in class during the day.

Zhang Feng: Why don't you take me when you play games?

Zhang Feng: I invite you and you reject me? ?

Xu Sheng was lying on the bed and didn't know how to explain it. He was about to say a few words and perfunctory, when the door of the dormitory was knocked twice. It should be Shao Zhan who came to get his homework.

Shao Zhan really came to get his homework. He didn't enter the door, but stood at the door and said, "Give me the homework."

"It's all here," Xu Chengcheng said as he opened the door, carrying the schoolbag on the desk, leaning against the door frame, "I don't know which door is which, anyway, all the ones sent are stuffed in."

As Xu Sheng said, he noticed that Shao Zhan also had a bag of things in his hand.

Before he had time to ask what he was taking, Shao Zhan threw the bag directly to him in the next second.

"Start practicing tonight," Shao Zhan said in a "non-negotiable" tone, "Practice twenty pages a day, and I'll check it tomorrow morning."

Xu Sheng was stunned by his throw: "Fuck, what is this?"

He bowed his head after scolding, and through the plastic bag, a line of words hit the eye: Do you want to practice good handwriting in 30 days? Are you still troubled by not getting roll noodles?

This copybook is vigorous and powerful, the teaching design is reasonable, and the connotation and professional detailed explanation of the stroke steps are provided for students to practice step by step.

Xu Sheng looked up two inches.

The title is: "30 days quick - running script copybook".