All-Rounded Strategy Game

This time the English unit test paper is a bit difficult. Jiang Li scored 148 points, not only the first in the class, but also 1.5 points more than Xu Haowen's 146.5 in the sixth class.

At first, when learning about Jiang Li's score, the head teacher of Class 5 was skeptical of this ranking. In this regard, Teacher Zhu categorically stated that Jiang Li had never cheated.

Because of Jiang Li's sudden change of appearance and becoming self-confident and outstanding, she always fell on Jiang Li unconsciously during the exam. It could be said that she was paying attention to him all the way. He had no chance of cheating at all.

In the sixth grade classroom of high school.

"Hao Wen, have you heard? The Jiang Li English test in Class 5 is 148 points!" Xu Haowen's tablemate pulled him to share the latest news with him. Is it tricky?"

Xu Haowen, who was checking his test paper for errors, heard this and looked up at him: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Oh." The tablemate reached out and put his hand on his mouth and made a zipper action.

Xu Haowen lowered his head and continued to look at the test paper, but his eyebrows slowly closed. He remembered the last time he met Jiang Li at the top of the stairs, and the other party lowered his head against the wall, afraid to look at himself.

On the other side of the classroom, Feng Yu was also talking about this to Chi Fang. As a scumbag who had never passed the English test, he admired the student who scored 148 in the test.

However, he admired another thing more.

"I heard Xiaodong say that Jiang Li even laughed at their brains!"

Feng Yu said, learning to listen to the gossip, and said in a tone of "Everyone here is **** except for me": "It's useless to work hard, it's better to rely on your brain."

Chi Fang: "..."

This time Chi Fang, who failed the unit test paper again, felt that he was in the scope of the group's ridicule.

However, based on his experience of encountering Jiang Li these few times, he really does not seem to be able to say such arrogant and disdainful words.

…

Jiang Li didn't care about becoming a conversational resource among the crowd again. He was still alone and didn't mean to get closer to the rest of the class.

As for Chi Fang, he is not in a hurry to attack, anyway, the future will be long.

However, since the test English results came out, other teachers' attitudes towards him have gradually changed. They no longer ignore his existence as before, and will ask him to get up and answer questions in class.

It was a night of self-study in this world, Jiang Li hitchhiked home, and found that the door was concealed as soon as he went upstairs.

Into the thief?

Jiang Li found a handy wooden stick from the corner of the stairs, gently opened the door, and walked in lightly. There was a broken backpack in the guest house, and the sound of cursing came from his room.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Li reacted not to the thief but the original father back.

Sure enough, a middle-aged man walked out of Jiang Li's room. He was wearing gray short sleeves and black trousers.

Father Jiang was stunned when he saw Jiang Li. After watching for a few seconds, he realized that this is his own son. Then he saw the wooden stick in Jiang Li's hand, his expression changed: "What do you want to do? ?!"

Jiang Li held the wooden stick and didn't let go. He just stood there and said blankly, "I thought it was just a thief at home."

"A thief?" Father Jiang seemed to have heard some joke, he laughed for a while, and pointed to the things in the house, "Is there any thing that doesn't have eyes that will come here to steal something?"

Indeed, apart from a pile of broken furniture, there is not even a valuable thing in the house.

"By the way, I want to go out. You can give me some money." Father Jiang ordered. He rummaged through Jiang Li's room just now but couldn't find any money.

"I have no money." Jiang Li said.

Father Jiang didn't believe it: "Aren't you working in the factory in Lao Zhou? How could it be possible that you don't have money, so you can take it out quickly."

"Said no, you just turned it over." Jiang Li didn't want to confront him head-on, nor did he want to entangle him, lest he couldn't control it, so he walked around the sofa from the other side to the room.

From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time that Jiang Li's face was slapped. Jiang's father had an ugly face, strode over, and reached out to slap him: "You bastard, you..."

Jiang Li reflexively hid to the side, the stick in his hand twitched sharply, directly on Father Jiang's wrist, and he screamed in pain.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands." Jiang Li pulled a few steps away and looked at him coldly.

Father Jiang was irritated by Jiang Li's attitude, and he cursed and rushed over to teach him. Jiang Li saw the opportunity to avoid him, then raised his foot and kicked him viciously on the side of his waist, kicking him directly against the wall. At the same position, he stretched out his hand to pull the broken cover on the sofa and put it on his head, pulling the stick in his hand hard.

Father Jiang was covered by the hood, and after struggling for a few times, he tore it off. Oncoming, Jiang Li pulled the stick in his face.

"what!"

Father Jiang screamed and cursed "little bastard", got up from the ground, picked up the small wooden stool on the side, and slammed it at Jiang Li.

"Host, be careful!"

The voice of the system rang out quickly.

Jiang Li dodged his skills sensitively. Seeing Father Jiang pounced, he jumped over with one hand on the back of the sofa.

"I'm going to kill you little **** today." Father Jiang walked towards Jiang Li with a sullen face. His dark face still had the bruise that Jiang Li had just pulled out with a stick. The whole person looked very hideous and he was obviously affected by Jiang Li. Li was irritated.

Jiang Li clenched the stick in his hand, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a shady bird in the bottom of his eyes: "I have this intention, too."

Jiang Li originally didn't want to rely on violence to solve everything, but he did what he wanted. Since he couldn't avoid it, he would use the front. The original body was injured in the hands of this old **** since childhood.

Suddenly, a rapid ringing of a cell phone rang, and Father Jiang took out the cell phone from his pocket, changing his face almost in a second, and said flatly: "Brother Dao...Ah! Don't worry! I don't want to get some money. All right, I'll go over right away, don't leave!"

Father Jiang hung up the phone, gave Jiang Li a vicious look, picked up the backpack on the ground and hurriedly left, as if there was something urgent.

Jiang Li looked at his back with a pity in his heart, his hands were itching.