I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

"Look at this question?" The grade director opened the exercise book.

Song He looked at the topic, then frowned and remained silent.

The grade director squeezed his sweat nervously, seeing that Song He didn't speak for a long time, his heart sank.

Doesn't this kid know?

I just boasted in front of my colleagues, if this kid can't, wouldn't I be ashamed to see others?

The grade director bit the bullet, "No idea?"

"This question seems to be okay." Song He frowned, "Isn't it just choosing C? Is there any doubt?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Choose C!" The grade director was overjoyed, "You really will! Why didn't you just say that?"

"I was hesitating just now. I thought that there is no need to ask such a simple question. There may be hidden traps in the question." Song He was embarrassed, "But I looked carefully and found no traps. It is just a very simple question. .”

The grade director's face stiffened.

There is no need to ask such a simple question?

Listen, is this human speech?

"How did you calculate it? Can you write down the steps?" The grade director took out a pen.

"Steps? There are no steps, this kind of question can be seen at a glance!" Song He was surprised.

The grade director's face twitched, feeling offended. Is this kid pretending to be confused, or is he deliberately teasing me?

"Write it quickly!" The grade director said anxiously.

[The grade director suspects that you are taunting him in a strange way, resentful in your heart, resentment value +100! 】

The resentment value was successfully obtained, Song He stopped teasing him, took the pen and quickly wrote down the steps to solve the problem, without any pause.

"Okay, thank you!" The grade director smiled, patted Song He on the shoulder, got up and left.

In the distance, a group of physical education teachers waited silently, watching the grade director return, and whispered to each other with smirks.

"I guess he hit a wall!"

"It's still guessing? Song He is only a freshman in high school, and he can do postgraduate entrance examination questions. I ate up the bookshelf!"

"I guess after he comes back, he will definitely talk about him. When we ask him what he did just now, he will say that he went to the toilet to practice pooping and squashing water."

"Bull! Prophet!"

The physical education teachers couldn't help but sneered, and everyone agreed that the act of asking a freshman to ask a math problem was completely embarrassing and self-defeating.

The grade director returned to the PE teacher's circle, looked at the crowd with sneering faces, and suddenly snorted coldly with pride!

"Song He said the question was so simple, he didn't even understand why it was asked!"

"The problem-solving process is here!"

The question book is displayed, and the steps to do the questions are clearly written in black and white!

The smiles on the faces of the physical education teachers froze instantly, and their pupils were filled with disbelief.

Really made it! Everyone's hearts were turbulent.

"How is it possible..." Several teachers murmured in unison.

The teacher in Class 4 carefully studied the steps of solving the problem, and turned pale with surprise, "It seems to be right... Song He is only a freshman in high school! Is this kid a math genius?"

"Shame, we are not as good as freshmen in high school!" The third class teacher held his forehead, "I don't want to take the postgraduate entrance examination!"

The other teachers looked at each other in blank dismay, and their expressions were obviously retreating. Although I just asked the students to ask a question, but it was successfully asked, which brought a lot of psychological impact to everyone.

Even freshmen in high school can solve this question, but as a teacher preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, he can't do it at all. With such a gap, how can he take the postgraduate entrance examination with a hammer?

"I still have a question that I can't." The teacher of Class 4 turned over two pages and poked his finger on a big question, "Do you know it?"

The teachers stretched their necks and leaned over, eager to try.

After a moment of silence, the teachers collectively turned their attention to the grade director.

"Why is it me again?" The grade director frowned, "You don't have long mouths yourself? Don't you ask yourself?"

"We are not familiar with Song He." The teachers said in unison.

...

self-study area.

A large group of contestants gathered around the table, looking excited, vying for the opportunity to plagiarize.

The inner, third and outer floors are full of people, and it is as lively as a zombie movie scene, except that the zombies are robbing people to eat, and the contestants are scrambling for a counting book.

The quarrels continued one after another, and the high school students were all angry:

"Have you finished copying? Momochiji, it's our turn to copy!"

"First come, first served, want to copy queue!"

"It's so unreasonable! There are cheat books left by Xueba, everyone has a share, why do you keep occupying them! You are so wicked, you don't have a penis!"

"Stop talking nonsense! I want to copy and wait!"

"Don't copy at all!" Someone said at the end.

"How old are you?" the person in front shouted angrily.

"I Song He!" The person at the back shouted loudly.

The chaotic situation instantly quieted down.

The crowd parted immediately, the students at the front looked back, and Song He stood at the end with a speechless face, with a few newly borrowed books under his arm.

"It's been a long time for you to copy, enough is enough!" Song He looked around and warned with full aura.

These people are all competitors, and if they are allowed to prostitute the test books for nothing, what if the apprentice of the church starves to death of the master? Everyone has learned it, how can I still compete for the top ten and top twenty?

The contestants dispersed in shame, hid their faces and fled, returning to their original seats.

Song He took his seat and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the relatively new competition question book. He thought that the question book would be copied badly, but it seemed that everyone had done well.

A series of reminders suddenly popped up in front of my eyes.

[A physical education teacher is taught part of the topic by you, and double the math knowledge will be returned]

[4 physical education teachers are taught some topics by you, and you will return double math knowledge]

Song He was full of question marks, I taught the math for the physical education teacher?

He remembered that in the bookshelf area, a group of muscular teachers gathered together to read books, and the physical education teacher's temperament was very obvious. Maybe the grade director shared that question?

Song He shook his head and laughed, and opened the question book.

Just as I was about to continue working on the questions, a burst of familiar aroma hit.

The girl with a proud figure sat down from the side, her face was delicate and fair, and her smile was youthful and energetic, which immediately attracted a lot of attention from nearby.

"This weekend, Lao Zhuang, don't you go home to rest?" Song He was in a happy mood.

Compared with aggressive challengers, the crowds of students copying questions are still comfortable sitting beside the eye-catching school belle. Zhuang Qiyan still smelled delicious, probably because of the scent of shampoo and the double enjoyment of sight and smell.

The moment Zhuang Qiyan took his seat, some resentment values ​​appeared in front of Song He's eyes, which came from the students who were spying around.

【Qi Ruihao sees the close relationship between the goddess in his heart and you, and feels uncomfortable, resentment value +200! 】

[Jin Jie thought you had a girlfriend, and his heart turned into the color of a lemon, and his resentment value was +90! 】

[Han Wenwen didn't understand where he lost, and sighed, resentment value +100! 】

Fortunately, there are only tens of hundreds of slight resentments, a little bit of jealousy, and there is no such thing as Leng Xiangwen's kind of love that constantly brushes up thousands of resentments.

It's a pity that I didn't see Leng Xiangwen in the library, otherwise Mr. Leng would see this scene every day, and his mentality would explode, and he would reward resentment points crazily, helping Song He realize the freedom of resentment.

"Go home in the afternoon, I'll come here specially to give you information!" Zhuang Qiyan smiled slyly, opened her schoolbag, and took out a large thick paper.

Song He took over the large paper book, about three hundred pages, dead heavy.

As soon as I turned the first page, there was a line of eye-catching red letters.

"The internal information of "Tihai Continent" is strictly prohibited from being leaked, and it will be strictly investigated!"

The official seal of Chuang Tzu Technology Company is also stamped in the lower right corner, and a breath of commercial secrets blows towards the face.

Song He's complexion changed, his breathing became stagnant, "This..."

"Don't leak it! I stole it from home last week, thinking you might use it. If it leaks, my parents will beat me to death!"

"There are a lot of game information in it. You can practice your account according to it, and you will get twice the result with half the effort and save time!"

Zhuang Qiyan leaned over and said in a low voice.

Song He was moved, and quickly put the thick information into the schoolbag and zipped it up.

For him, this information is undoubtedly a timely help to alleviate the urgent need. Many old contestants have played "Tihai Continent" before, and have rich experience in the game, so they have a first-mover advantage in this regard. As for Song He, it was his first time exploring the game, so he lacked experience.

With this authoritative information from the game company, it will be easier to go back to the dormitory to play games and practice leveling at night. Six days later, he will challenge the Kungu King, and his winning rate will also increase significantly!

Unexpectedly, Lao Zhuang is so reliable, a fairy teammate, Song He is so grateful that he can't wait to kiss her.

"Why did so many people surround you just now?" Zhuang Qiyan was curious.

"It's just a bunch of plagiarism dogs. I went to the bookshelf area to borrow books, and the grade director dragged me to give him a lecture, which delayed a little time. As a result, a bunch of contestants took the opportunity to copy my test book." Song He said sadly, "Shifeng Under the sun, people's hearts are not old!"

"Blow, keep blowing!" Zhuang Qiyan giggled, thinking he was joking, "What is the role of the grade director, and you can still give him a lecture?"

"Really, the grade director was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination and asked me a math question for the postgraduate entrance examination. The question was very simple, but he didn't know how to do it. I don't think he could pass the exam." Song He recalled, scoffing at the director's math level.

"He blows so well." Zhuang Qiyan covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

"Look, he's here! I bet he doesn't have any questions, come and ask me right away." Song He pouted in one direction suddenly.

"I bet he didn't come to look for you." Zhuang Qiyan turned her head and saw the grade director in the distance.

The director was looking around, looking for something.

Finally, the grade director's eyes fell on Song He, his eyes lit up immediately, and he walked over quickly.

Zhuang Qiyan was shocked, and looked at the director eagerly. Could it be that he really came to ask Song He a question?

No way...how is this possible?