I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Song He turned around, and it really was Senior Sister Zhuang.

Zhuang Qiyan's eyes were resentful, her jade-like face was full of dissatisfaction, and her pretty little brows were deeply frowned.

There was a crowd of people around, and students who kept walking back to the dormitory, many curious eyes gathered over, seeing Zhuang Qiyan's resentful expression, and looking at Song He who was embarrassed opposite, they misunderstood one after another.

"Didn't you say you were in Elite Class 2? Why did I go to someone else's class to look for you, saying that there was no such thing as you?" Zhuang Qiyan felt wronged, "I not only looked for the Elite Class 2 of the third year, but even the Elite Class 2 of the second year. , made me very embarrassed!"

"Then did you find the elite class 2 of the first year of high school?" Song He asked.

Zhuang Qiyan froze for a moment, "Grade one? You... what do you mean?"

Song He smiled helplessly, "I'm to blame for this, I didn't explain it clearly to you."

Zhuang Qiyan's eyes widened, slightly terrified, "Don't tell me you are a freshman in high school!"

"Grand One Elite Class 2, Song He." Song He nodded, took out the cafeteria meal card from his pocket, and showed the class name.

Zhuang Qiyan suddenly stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, and couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice, "Oh oh oh oh oh!"

[Zhuang Qiyan was shocked to hear that you are only a freshman in high school, thinking of my third year in high school, my math level is not as good as yours, and my resentment value is +100! 】

[Zhuang Qiyan felt a little inferior, and was a little angry at your strength, resentment value +100! 】

"Damn it, you're really good. You can do the math paper for the college entrance examination just after entering school..." Zhuang Qiyan was a little stunned in shock, "Damn me, I thought people like you only existed in movies."

Zhuang Qiyan stared blankly at Song He in admiration. After a while, she became inexplicably angry, and stretched out her fist to hit Song He's shoulder twice.

In an instant, the resentment value prompt exploded!

[Ling Quan witnessed the school belle behaving intimately with you, and became jealous, resentment value +100! 】

【Zhang Wenkang witnessed the beauty's adoring eyes towards you, and felt a little jealous, resentment value +50! 】

A series of tiny reminders kept popping up, and the resentment value rose bit by bit.

Suddenly, a bold resentment value appeared!

[Leng Xiangwen thinks you are a rival in love, and has hatred, resentment value +1000! 】

Song He was taken aback. Strangers passing by exploded with thousands of resentment points. How emotional is this?

He quickly looked around, and there was a lot of people, but he couldn't find any obvious hostile eyes, and no one stopped to stay.

I can't tell which one is Leng Xiangwen, the big brother on the list, forget it, the strangers don't meet each other, as long as the other party doesn't take the initiative to make trouble. But looking at these four-digit rewards, I'm afraid there is a high probability of trouble.

"Are there any questions you can't understand?" Song He returned to the subject, "I'll show you if you have brought it."

"There is a question, but there is no need for it now." Zhuang Qiyan shook his head.

"Yes?" Song He asked.

"Not yet, but when I went to look for you, the students in the senior three elite class looked at that question, and even they couldn't know it, and you definitely couldn't do it." Zhuang Qiyan smiled wryly.

"Can't figure out the elite class of senior three?" Song He became interested, "Which question should I look at?"

Zhuang Qiyan squatted on the side of the road, unzipped her schoolbag, took out a collection of wrong questions, and quickly turned the pages.

Song He took the wrong set of questions and squinted at the questions.

"It's a little difficult."

"That's right." Zhuang Qiyan said that she was about to take back the wrong set of questions. The elite class of the third year of high school might not be able to solve it. She didn't expect Song He, a freshman in high school, to be able to solve it.

"But I have two ways to solve it." Song He said again suddenly.

Zhuang Qiyan was stunned for a moment.

"Pen!" Song He stretched out his hand.

Zhuang Qiyan hurriedly found a pencil. She did not provide a gel pen, fearing that Song He would not be able to do it, so she scribbled on the wrong test book, and the pencil could be erased after scribbling.

Song He took the pencil and immediately wrote the answers in the wrong question book. The writing speed was extremely fast, and the step-by-step process and complicated results were written down without thinking. The silky smoothness made Zhuang Qiyan beside him dumbfounded.

"Okay, there are two methods, you can see which one is easier for you to learn." Song He returned the wrong question book and pen, "Going back to the dormitory, if you have such a good question, please come to me again, good night!"

Zhuang Qiyan's scalp was numb from Xiu's scalp, and she stood in a mess with the wrong notebook, staring blankly at Song He walking away.

Freshmen are so strong these days?

A freshman in senior high school came up with the answer to a question that he couldn't figure out in half a class in the elite class of senior high school, and even gave it two ways?

Outrageous!

We are all human, why some people have different versions of their brains!

...

Push open the dormitory door.

Song He was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

Sea of ​​spicy strips!

Yuan Guang was lying on the bed and counting the spicy strips. There were hundreds of packs of spicy strips of various styles and flavors all over the bed!

"You want to do business?" Song He asked.

"Come and pick! Pick what you like, and give it away for free!" Yuan Guangxie smiled charmingly.

"Oh, then I'm not welcome." Song He went over to have a look, and grabbed a bag.

Yuan Guang immediately grabbed more than a dozen packs of the same ones, and put them on Song He's desk, flattering him.

"You don't need to thank me, it was all won by you, and it didn't cost me a cent!" Yuan Guang slapped his thigh with excitement on his face.

"Win by me?" Song He was at a loss.

"During this morning's reading, the back row was discussing who would get the spot for the competition team. I said you would definitely get a spot. Those blind people didn't believe it. If they didn't believe it, they just mocked me. I have a bad temper and directly slaughtered people, making a gamble. Ask them to sign." Yuan Guang was proud, "Brother, you are really reliable, every time you win a quota, I will earn dozens of packs of spicy noodles!"

Song He didn't expect such a showy operation, and he called it a good guy!

"The group of people in the back row were shocked by you today, and they gave you nicknames, the Emperor of Mathematics and the Emperor of Biology. Everyone reached an agreement in the evening self-study to call you the Emperor of Mathematics!" Yuan Guang said.

Song He's scalp tingled with embarrassment, "Didn't the second-year disease come on in the second grade of high school? We are only in the first year of high school. At this time, the second-year disease is too premature?"

"Successful Emperor, I heard that contestants learn to use mobile phones." Yuan Guang changed the topic.

"Next Saturday in the team quiz, the top 50 will be rewarded with a mobile phone for learning." Song He nodded, "I plan to give it a try, but the battle must be fierce."

"Come on, brother!" Yuan Guang's eyes yearned, his tone was mysterious, "It is said that this mobile phone is the treasure of heavenly spirits, and it contains a ray of spiritual consciousness of the contestants in the past few years!"

Song He laughed, "I've heard that all the contestants in the past have left wonderful things on their phones."

"Come on, get a mobile phone and come back, I will open my eyes with a knife." Yuan Guang smiled, "I don't look at you in vain, I will give you a big surprise later, I guarantee you will be ecstasy."

Song He smiled and agreed, just as the lights in the dormitory went out with a click, he touched the vitamin bottle on the table, poured out a handful of mental arithmetic capsules from it, put them in his pocket, picked up the exercise set and went to the public toilet.

Yuan Guang was the only one left in the dormitory. He silently put away the spicy sticks and went to bed.

Just about to fall asleep, the door of the dormitory was knocked suddenly, and then pushed open, a burly figure holding a mobile phone to illuminate it.

Yuan Guang looked up and hurriedly sat up on the bed, "Hello, teacher!"

Standing at the door was Ban Jianye.

Yuan Guang panicked, the class teacher visited the dormitory late at night?

Could it be that they came here to raid and confiscate the spicy noodles? Have a small report?

Ban Jianye took a picture of the dormitory with his mobile phone, and asked with an ugly face, "Where is Song He?"