I have countless cultivation hours

Zhang Xiaoming’s level of lectures is still quite good, but Ye Han’s mind at this time is not studying at all.

In the past, he couldn’t help it, the martial arts were chaotic, and he could only force himself in learning, and he didn’t dare to give up, but now, with Goldfinger, Ye Han had already decided to focus on the martial arts.

As for learning, well, just perfunctory as you like.

In such a troubled world, what is the use of learning no matter how good it is?

Ye Han has the experience of living in the dream earth world, and knows that everything studied in high school is to get a good university, and everything studied in college is to find a good job.

But with his skills, are you afraid that you won’t find a good job?

A high-level reserve martial artist whose strength is comparable to that of a second-order king, he can’t die of hunger wherever he goes.

“Forget it, so be it, if you have that time to study well, it’s better to sleep well!” Ye Han didn’t sleep last night, tired all night, the mental consumption was huge, at this time, coupled with the complete loss of interest in learning, all of a sudden, he felt that his eyelids were infinitely heavy, and finally his head was tilted, lying on the table and falling asleep.

“Ye Han!” Just as Ye Han was sleeping soundly, a roaring sound woke him up sharply.

Ye Han opened his eyes and looked, but saw the head teacher Zhang Xiaoming standing in front of him with angry eyes, staring at him fiercely, while many classmates next to him looked at him like a joke, whispering softly.

There were two more eyes, looking at him worriedly, well, it was Hu Long and Nie Mengyan.

“Old class, is something wrong?” Ye Han said confusedly, although Zhang Xiaoming looked angry, and the teacher’s status naturally suppressed the students, but for Ye Han, when he made up his mind not to study, he was not afraid of anything.

If Zhang Xiaoming dared to make a move, he would definitely make Zhang Xiaoming realize that hitting students was a huge mistake.

Still dare to call him the old class? Zhang Xiaoming was even more angry.

“You give me out!” Zhang Xiaoming roared angrily outside the classroom.

“Oh.” Ye Han answered, carried his school bag, and strode out of the classroom.

Well, perhaps, Zhang Xiaoming meant to let him stand outside in the corridor to listen to the class, plus the penalty station, in fact, some unlucky and naughty students often enjoy such special treatment, but Ye Han will not honestly stand outside to listen to the class.

What is he afraid of? What about the teacher, he is not afraid!

Since you told him to go out, then simply go home.

Ye Han had just walked a few steps, but suddenly paused on his feet: “Wait, there is a question, when I go home at this time, how can I explain to my mother?” Also, what should I do if the old class calls my mother to complain? ”

Ye Han was a little confused.

Studying, he felt was not important.

Old class, he is not afraid.

But his mother’s nagging, he couldn’t stand it.

“No, you have to get the old class!”

Thinking of this, Ye Han turned around, returned to the door of the classroom, and probed: “Old class, I want to discuss something with you!” ”

Zhang Xiaoming originally didn’t want to pay attention to Ye Han, after all, it was class time, and Ye Han was a student who made a mistake.

But the problem is that today’s Ye Han table reality is too weird.

He was also curious about what Ye Han wanted to discuss with him…

“You have something to say, you can say, but I need to remind you that no matter what reason you go to class and sleep, it is not right.” Zhang Xiaoming and Ye Han stood side by side at the railing of the corridor, and he said while looking at the tall buildings in the distance.

He also thought that Ye Han wanted to explain the reason why he slept in class.

“Teacher, I have a question for you, you teach physics, how much force do you think human fingers need to use to insert into this railing?” Ye Han pointed to the cement railing in front of him and said very seriously.

“No matter how much force is used, it is impossible for a person’s finger to be inserted into this railing…” Zhang Xiaoming frowned, and secretly shook his head in his heart.

He also thought that Ye Han was going to talk to him about something, but he didn’t expect that it was just asking such a strange and boring question.

No matter how strong a person’s strength is, but the hardness of the finger is there, how can he insert the finger into this railing made of reinforced concrete?

However, just when Zhang Xiaoming was halfway through his words, his eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

Because Ye Han’s fingers are inserted on the railing like tofu, every time the finger is inserted, a finger-deep hole will appear on the railing, but after a while, there are already seven or eight more swarthy holes on the railing.

Zhang Xiaoming wiped his eyes in disbelief, thinking that there was something wrong with his eyes.

However, after wiping his eyes, those potholes are still there.

He touched it with his hand again, and finally determined that the potholes were real, and even, his fingers could reach into the holes.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoming’s whole person was silent.

“Teacher, look, it’s just such a simple question, you answered it wrong, what do you want me to say?” Ye Han helplessly pushed his hand.

Zhang Xiaoming was silent, he had a sentence of “Ma selling approval” and did not know whether to say it or not.

Which physics teacher can talk about this kind of problem?

“Teacher, you think slowly, I’m going back to sleep!” Ye Han shrugged, and as he spoke, he reached out and wiped on the railing, erasing those finger holes, and then returned to the classroom with his school bag.

“Hey, hey…” As soon as Ye Han lay down, Hu Long behind him took a pencil and began to poke Ye Han’s back.

“What for?” Ye Han said lazily.

“Are you still sleeping?” Wait for the old class to come back, are you unlucky? Hu Long said.

“It’s okay, I’ve explained it clearly to the old class, and the old class will understand.” Ye Han said casually.

“Really?” Hu Long said unbelievingly, the old banna, is not so easy to fool.

“Don’t worry, it’s really okay.” Ye Han waved his hand, and then continued to sleep.

A few minutes later, the old class returned to the classroom as usual and continued the class, without looking at Ye Han from beginning to end, as if the class was not so personal.

Zhang Xiaoming also figured it out, what to ask questions, that’s all bullshit, in fact, that is the threat of Chiguoguo.

Finally, after the physics class, Zhang Xiaoming picked up the handout and hurriedly left the classroom.

“God, the old class really didn’t care, Ye Han, what did you say to the old class?” As soon as Zhang Xiaoming left, Hu Long gossiped madly, and the clothes that pulled Ye Han’s shoulders kept shaking.

“Keep it secret!” Ye Han said helplessly.

Knowing that he was sleeping, and came to quarrel with him, he really obeyed.

“Yes, are you going too far, or are you not a brother?”

“Huh.” Ye Han chuckled.

Next, Hu Long forced a few more questions, but seeing that Ye Han’s oil and salt were not invaded, he finally had to give up asking.

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