Inhumane Urbanity

Chapter 2: The face hurts

After spending the night in the clubhouse, Xie An returned to his residence the next morning. See ‘Mao. Thread, Chinese. Text, Net

A luxury apartment!

According to this physical memory, since he was kidnapped once when he was very young, he has kept a low profile since then in order to allow him to grow like a normal person.

For this reason, he initially chose apartments rather than villas.

Dangling, Xie An slowly walked into the bathroom, looking at the handsome cheek in the mirror and the height of 180, he had to sigh with emotion, he is simply a winner in life.

In general, Xie An is not available in the morning class, except for College English on Friday, because the person in class is Xie An’s class teacher.

And this head teacher has hatred against him! And this hatred is a bit hard to say.

Sitting in the classroom, Xie An, who spent the whole night, did not languish.

Because the system made a small change to his body yesterday, it was not too ridiculous, but only reached the normal human physical limit.

Xie An pouted, and this has been used well.

"Xie An, you come to answer this question." Just as Xie An was thinking about something, Jiang Yingrong, who was wearing a professional attire on the podium and wearing a pair of glasses, was extremely hot and pointed at the full name.

Xie An, who had recovered, immediately stood up muscularly and said indifferently: "Teacher, can you repeat the question just now?"

Jiang Yingrong sneered: "Can you answer the question I repeated just now?"

There was a burst of disdainful laughter immediately. As a beautiful teacher with a beautiful face and a devil figure, Jiang Yingrong's popularity among students was completely exploded.

As for Xie An, his English scores are notoriously poor, ranking third in the bottom of the grade for three consecutive years, which is unique in such a key university as Shenzhen University. Watch 1 Yarn 3 Chinese Network

Because of this, many of the students in the class couldn't look down on Xie An.

In particular, Jiang Yingrong's number one dogleg squad leader, Afterglow, was even more ironic at this time.

"I really don't understand how the **** students like this were mixed up in the end."

Suddenly there was another burst of laughter.

Xie An was too lazy to ignore these jumping beam clowns, but just stood there and looked at Jiang Yingrong on the podium calmly.

Jiang Yingrong, who had a smile on her face because of humiliating Xie An, was suddenly stimulated by his eyes, and immediately repeated the question again with a cold snort.

"This question is not difficult, I think all the students present here can answer it, except you." After finishing the speech, Jiang Yingrong did not forget to sarcasm.

Xie An smiled faintly, and then slowly opened his mouth in countless contempt.

In an instant, an extremely fluent standard of authentic American English sounded in the classroom.

This time Jiang Yingrong froze, Yu Hui froze, the students in the classroom who could not see Xie An were froze.

After answering, Xie An gave Jiang Yingrong a light look, "Now I can sit down."

Jiang Yingrong only recovered at this moment and looked at him in disbelief. "This is impossible. How could your English level answer this question?"

Xie An smiled sarcastically: "Don't you ever hear that Shibe don't wait and see for three days?"

Hearing Xie An's sarcasm, Jiang Yingrong suddenly couldn't hold her face, and said with a somber face: "But it was a fluke to answer the last question, which made you crazy like this? I have the ability to take a look at the first one at the end of this semester. ."

The following students suddenly helped each other.

"Yes, don't you just answer the last question, just think you can."

"There is a kind of your first exam at the end of the term."

"First? How much did he get in the exam last semester? Thirty minutes?"

"Don't talk nonsense, aren't people the first in the annual exam, but they are the penultimate."

"If he can pass the exam, I ate the English book."

Xie An narrowed his eyes narrowly as the clown-leaning clowns were talking there.

"Isn't it the first? You take the paper now, and I will show it to you immediately."

Xie An, who used the "Language Talent Skill Book", was not without Jiang Jiangrong's provocation.

"Xie An, don't talk badly. I really have the final exam paper. If you have the courage to do it, don't say the first place. If you can pass the exam, even if I lose." Jiang Yingrong's face was disdainful.

Xie An was not nonsense. He took a pen and walked to the podium. He took the test paper in the limelight and started to answer the question on the spot.

Jiang Yingrong on the side looked at him as he wrote the answer at a glance, and suddenly sneered.

"Pretend, you continue to pretend. At your speed, people copy answers less quickly than you. Do you still want to pass the exam? Stop dreaming."

The afterglow from the audience obviously found this problem, "Yo, Xie An, you can answer this question fast enough. I think you are blinded?"

"No, I can't keep up with the speed."

"I think you still don't waste everyone's time."

In the middle of everyone's cynicism, Xie An suddenly raised his head, glanced at them contemptuously, and then said: "I've finished writing, let's see how many points I have taken."

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yingrong sneered: "It's too late to talk about death."

Said she took out the standard answer and began to correct the test paper.

However, as time went by one minute and one second, her movements became slower and slower, her face more and more dignified.

The following students were all impatiently waiting, and they all coaxed: "Teacher, will you announce your grades, do you have more than 40 points?"

"What nonsense is nonsense, people may be lucky enough to be able to take fifty points."

"Fifty, hehe, I'm so scared."

Listening to the nonsense of these leapfrog clowns, Xie An also urged with some dissatisfaction: "Publish the score."

Jiang Yingrong heard his words and looked up at Xie An, his face full of unbelief.

"How is this possible, how can you get a perfect score, you must be cheating."

"what?"

"Full score? Did I hear it?"

"I also seem to hear it is full score. Is it April Fool's Day today?"

"Did you misread the head teacher?"

Afterglow screamed incredulously, "This is absolutely impossible. How could this kind of garbage get a perfect score, teacher, I won't tease us."

However, Jiang Yingrong was still nagging.

"How could it be a perfect score, it must be cheating. But I have been watching him all the time. What the **** is going on?"

Looking at the irritated Jiang Yingrong, Xie An sneered.

"Now do you know that Shibei has a good look on the third day, and you scum, who just said that I passed the exam and eat English books? What are you waiting for?"

Everyone...

My face hurts!