Big Shot’s Reincarnation Sweeps the World

Ding Xing glanced at him, and then pushed aside the crowd without hesitation——

The list is made from left to right, from the highest ranking to the lowest, and he looks backwards.

There are 21 classes in one level, and there are no bottom three classes. He thought that there must be bottom six classes.

What's more, he deliberately pulled some points!

The three lists were quickly scanned, not my class.

Ding Xing pursed his lips, his mind wandering, and he continued to look forward.

None in the bottom ten! The median of 20 is 11. If you go forward, you can count up.

Ding Xing's mentality is a bit broken, this is impossible, right?

Damn, how many days has she been here?

Sheng Yang didn't come here much, and he didn't teach many classes, only four or five. This is a normal thing in Lanka College, because all the teachers are also generalists.

But her advice to everyone was always sharp, except that Lan Yu was a little too enthusiastic, because he had witnessed the miracle of Sheng Yang early in the morning.

As for the other students, they also advanced while groping.

Only Ding Xing was prejudiced and stubborn.

In the end, Ding Xing found his class in the sixth place. Ding Xing stared at the paper tightly, the red color was so dazzling that his eye sockets were also blood red.

This table is simply clear at a glance.

Those who were usually close to the teacher Sheng who was at odds with him and asked a lot of questions were in the top half of the list. Lan Yu, who he regarded as "a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh", was braver and jumped to the top three in the class. The progress is rapid, everyone has improved a lot as a whole, and he who is usually in the top ten of the class, this time he sits firmly at the bottom of the class, and the total score of the bottom two throws him out of ten points .

Ding Xing clenched his fists and rattled, what do you mean "kill one thousand enemies, and hurt yourself eight hundred"? This is clearly his own humiliation!

Students in other classes also recognized Ding Xing one after another, thinking that he was trembling with excitement, and each of them hooked up with him, "Ding Xing, you boy, your class has really improved by leaps and bounds this time?"

Not to mention how ugly Ding Xing's face was, he suddenly pushed away the arms resting on his shoulders.

Seeing this, several people suddenly felt baffled, "Are you sick? The class test is good, which proves that the teacher is capable. If we get so angry, we can't wait for a good teacher to come to our class."

Ding Xing ignored them, he had already come to the front.

He watched steadily, and the first place was still the eternal 12th grade (3) class, teacher: Tong Xieyi.

Ding Xing felt a little comforted, only this one, that is a monument that will never fall down.

The Tong family is assisted by the four gods, and even the Kang family is a bit afraid, and this teacher Tong Xieyi, one of the four gods, has specified that he wants to accept her as a disciple.

When Ding Xing returned to the classroom, the classroom had already exploded.

Everyone has seen that Lan Yu usually finds Teacher Sheng the most frequently, and the progress this time can even be described as drastic!

Everyone is not a fool, they are all swarming around Sheng Yang.

Inward scrolling, rolled up in an instant, everyone wants to do well in the exam, but fortunately, this internal scrolling is only within the scope of Class 12 (6).

Every year, the research institute recruits so many people to Lanka College, why don't you hurry up?

Ding Xing turned his head sourly, out of sight and out of sight, if he didn't know anything, he went to his aunt.

His aunt is from the research institute. Can this teacher Sheng be better than the research institute?

But even so, the ears are still involuntarily attracted by the voice over there.