My superpowers are refreshed every week

Because of tonsillitis yesterday, Qiu Meng took leave and went home after getting her injection. She didn't live in the dormitory, so she went to school from home today.

As she was about to enter the school gate, she saw a boy and recognized him as Chen Yuan from that day, so she quickly followed him very excitedly.

So handsome.

He handed in his papers and left an hour early that day, not knowing what happened after he left.

All I can say is, "Wonderful".

He stood up, handed in the paper, left the classroom, then grabbed his schoolbag and ran. This sequence of operations disrupted the rhythm of the exam. After reading it in stunned silence, they all looked up at the clock in fright. They all thought The time was almost running out, but when I looked up - holy shit, there was still one hour left!

After the exam was over and the teacher collected the test papers, many of the students who stayed in the classroom were discussing, why is this person so awesome?

Especially students from other provincial key schools, or better to say city key schools, are sighing - No. 11 Middle School is really okay, and it deserves to be a middle school that is proud of No. 4 Middle School.

The guys from No. 4 Middle School were obviously upset when they heard this, but it was hard to say anything. After all, it took two hours to hand in the paper, which was really outrageous. The exam machines of No. 4 Middle School, known as the Iron-Blooded Legion, did not dare to do such a thing.

Although it can be passed, it is quite extreme.

The candidate from the No. 1 Middle School sitting next to Chen Yuan, with some self-doubt, approached his classmates from the No. 1 Middle School and asked them, what are the scores you got in two hours.

They all said that after two hours of calculation, it was worth a hundred.

Then, a middle school champion thought that Chen Yuan should have made sure to cross the line and run away. It was impossible to get too high a score. After all, they were already the strongest among high school students, and they could only get about 100% in two hours.

In previous mathematics competitions, some students submitted their papers in advance, which is normal. But this time, because Chen Yuan handed in the paper an hour early, everyone else had to hand in the paper after finishing the exam.

There is no way, he pretends to be too full, and no one after him can surpass him. At most, it is a poor imitation of Yuanshen.

Qiu Meng didn't know if her school's sense of honor was too strong. Thinking of the highlight moment when Chen Yuan from Class 18 surpassed the rest, even though she was far away in Class 3, she couldn't help but feel her heart surge...

She actually performed well this time and should be able to pass the test. After all, she won all the geometry questions.

However, she was not too happy because of this kind of thing. She was entirely focused on everyone's comments on Chen Yuan after the game, so she pretended to pack away her stationery but actually watched everyone's reactions.

And when she heard that there was no one in the class, when she was about to leave, she saw that the boy from Class 1 of No. 4 Middle School did not go out directly, but took a detour and passed by Chen Yuan's seat. He lowered his head and glanced at the name. …

She couldn't help but share such fun things with others.

But it's a pity that the school plays the God of Origin... No, it's because there are too few people and students who know the God of Origin.

So when she saw Chen Yuan today, she immediately wanted to have a nice chat!

"Chen Yuan! You looked so handsome when you handed in your paper early that day!"

She decided to use this opening as a chance for the two to meet again.

But what confused her was that after saying this, two people turned around.

The hand that greeted her hung stiffly. Only then did she realize that it was not that a teacher happened to be walking with Chen Yuan, but that Chen Yuan was the teacher's follower.

Who do you think is the follower? (Inhale) Who is the follower?

[So, this teacher is in Chen Yuan’s class? 】

What do you say?

[Is it possible that he happens to be a math teacher? 】

Did you just find out?

[I’ll go, that’s it! I have already felt Chen Yuan's fear. How can I apologize to make up for my mistake? 】

That's easy to say. Isn't the best way to apologize is to stand within the opponent's control range and then be slashed by E then A, then W then Q from the outer circle and then Red Fury?

Qiu Meng, come here and show you a big treasure.

"Ah...well, I admitted my mistake." Qiu Meng hesitated, "No, I shouted wrong..."

"Come here." Qiu Meng wanted to run away without taking responsibility, but then Lao Mo called him over and put him next to Chen Yuan, and the two of them checked the accounts together.

Chen Yuan said: "Teacher, I know you don't believe anything you say now, but..."

"Who asked you? Shut up."

"okay."

After turning off Chen Yuan, Lao Mo turned to Qiu Meng and asked, "Which class are you in? Are you in the same examination room as him?"

"Teacher, I am Zhu Shangjie from Class 2..."

"I'll check it out."

"Qiu Meng, Cao Tou Meng, Class Three."

Qiu Meng changed his tune at the speed of light without any delay.

Damn it, I met another abstract fun person.

Well, classmate Zhu Shangjie has a good friend like you, this life is worth it.

"Then why did he hand in the paper early?"

Lao Mo couldn't believe that this boy who scored 500 points in the last exam dared to hand in the paper in advance for such an exam.

504! 504!

Qiu Meng swallowed hard, and Qiu Meng was a little nervous. She glanced at Chen Yuan and found that the other party was hinting at her with winks.

Okay, I don’t understand.

Then, he looked at the serious black-faced teacher.

This seems to be... the legendary quasi-special teacher Lao Mo.

Known for his strictness and toughness, he once taught mathematics in Class 1 for one year. Later, because the school wanted to promote overall academic advancement, he was placed in Class 18. Carry out our own plan to strengthen the basic students in the 11th Middle School, so that those poor students who are wandering around the first grade can strive to get one.

It can be said that he is our own Zhang Jianjun from the 11th Middle School!

You know Lao Mo so well, don’t you recognize his face?

Qiu Meng, you deserve to die for riding a horse——

Okay, let’s just submit the paper ten minutes in advance...

When Qiu Meng was about to speak, Lao Mo suddenly said: "What did you say about his behavior just now? Using such silly words means that he handed in the paper very early, or even the first one. Otherwise, how could he Can you use such a silly word as 'very handsome'?"

"..." The two of them were stunned on the spot.

No, Lao Mo, what are you doing?

Do you use such high emotional intelligence on students?

Did you have such details when you were in love with Teacher Che Shujun?

Lao Mo______! You take it.

As expected of Zhang Jianjun, a member of the 11th Middle School, Qiu Meng had no choice but to lower her eyebrows at Chen Yuan apologetically, and then honestly explained the specific time of Chen Yuan's crime that day.

Then, Lao Mo let Qiu Meng run away.

Chen Yuan was left alone to face the storm.

"The paper was handed in an hour in advance. Are the questions so simple?" Lao Mo was puzzled.

He may have made some great progress this month during the summer vacation, but since the beginning of school, he has still taken some small weekly tests, and Chen Yuan's results are average.

Perhaps he has solidified the previous ones and has not yet fully mastered the new ones. He already has a relatively high foundation, but the difficulty of the preliminary questions is much higher than that of the in-class test that day.

"Teacher Mo..." Even if he could read minds, Chen Yuan didn't know what to say at this time. He said sincerely, "I had a conflict with a very important matter that day."

"What happened?" Lao Mo continued to ask.

Chen Yuan is a steady student and would not do such a thing normally.

If he has a reason, it must be an unavoidable reason.

But if he passes the preliminary round and gets the prize this time, it will be of great help to him!

In response, Chen Yuan did not answer, but just lowered his head.

There is no need to lie because I can't find any reason to save that hour.

Although the story of running to Jingnan is romantic, romantic stories do not need to be told to everyone.

As for the other things, relying on Chen's mother and Lao Chen... is not good. It is a bit inappropriate to let them worry about me while studying abroad.

And Chen Yuan's silence made Lao Mo probably notice something.

The reason is not unreasonable, but I cannot let myself know.

no……

Lao Mo, please open an emotional intelligence class. I will sign up for the class with Huabei.

Why are you so smart?

"Go to the classroom, go to the classroom." After waving his hand, Lao Mo sighed impatiently.

If it weren't for Chen Yuan, no one else in this class would be able to pass the test.

He got this opportunity himself, and he has the right to waste it.

But, is he worthy of the girl from No. 4 Middle School who raised his score to 140 points in one summer vacation?

"Yeah, goodbye teacher."

Chen Yuan originally thought that he could pretend to be in front of Lao Mo and do something like pretending to slap him in the face.

But with the way he is now, even pretending to be cool won't be enough, and I feel guilty for bullying the old and the weak...

"By the way, Teacher Mo, please give me a few sets of test papers for the main competition."

"Returning to the main competition? Let's wait until the results come out on Thursday!"

Raising his fists, Lao Mo wanted to hit Chen Yuan with two hammers!

Hey, that’s right!

………

After going to the classroom and sitting down in his seat, Chen Yuan found several teaching aids lying on the table.

At this time, Zhou Fu was already sitting in her seat, so she explained: "I folded the corners of the pages of the book. This is what you left yesterday. There are not many things, but there are some new questions. If you need them, I will tell you You speak."

"Sister Fuzi, you are so kind. You don't have to pay the friend fee today." Chen Yuan said gratefully.

"Sister Fuzi..." Zhou Fu felt subtle about this title. However, she had something else to refute in that sentence, so she put the milk directly on his table, "I told you it wasn't a friend fee, but I really don't want to drink it."

If you drink any more, you will really become fat...

"Thank you, thank you." Chen Yuan clenched his fist to express his thanks, then took out a piece of money given by his grandfather from his pocket and put it on the other party's table, "I made some money by opening the box, I will pay you back."

"Ah... ok." After taking the crumpled piece of money, Zhou Fu was about to stuff it into the pencil box. But he quickly reacted and put it in his pocket.

Slowly, the students living on campus gradually entered the classroom.

Li Youyou saw Chen Yuan coming, so when he was about to pass by, he raised his hand in embarrassment and waved it gently.

Chen Yuan nodded: "Hello."

"..." Li Youyou stopped awkwardly on the spot and sat back in his seat.

Hello……

What is hello...

To be honest, being polite is a bit rude.

"Yuan'er, what were you doing yesterday?" Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows when he saw Chen Yuan, with a gossipy look on his face.

"Attend the funeral."

"...That's it." Zhou Yu stopped raising his eyebrows and sat back in his seat without getting angry.

What's wrong? There's something slightly wrong with the atmosphere today.

But I am polite and honest, how can I be wrong?

"I heard from Qiu Meng that you were caught by Lao Mo today." He Sijiao entered the classroom carrying her ten thousand-year-old pink water cup, and after sitting down, she spoke to Chen Yuan.

"Qiu Meng? Do you know Qiu Meng, that girl who is shorter than...?" Chen Yuan was surprised.

People who can be compared to Chen Yuan are usually fun-loving people, so Zhou Yu suddenly became interested and turned around to participate in the topic.

"She's from junior high school, I think she's quite familiar." After He Sijiao finished speaking lightly, she suddenly laughed and leaned her head forward, "She said she tricked a boy from Class 18 today."

Chen Yuan quickly resisted and stopped him: "Fuck you..."

Seeing his nervous reaction, He Sijiao vividly described the incident in which Chen Yuan handed in his paper an hour early in the math competition and was arrested and interrogated severely by Lao Mo.

That’s right, don’t stop.

Today I have to leave several pretense and slap-in-the-face foreshadowings at once, which is so cool.

"Hahaha, you were actually touched by Lao Mo. You're done for. Hahaha——" Zhou Yu got excited again.

Zhou Fu asked in confusion: "But why did you hand in the paper in advance?"

“Attending the funerals of friends and relatives.”

"..."

After telling the truth again, Zhou Yu, who was the only one who laughed just now, fell silent again.

"I'll give you an idea, jump down from there." He Sijiao pointed to the aisle to the guilty Zhou Yu.

"It's okay, just try your best." Zhou Fu said comfortingly, assuming that Chen Yuan failed the exam.

"I heard from my classmates yesterday that Lao Mo was very happy when he and Tang Siwen were checking the answers in the office. He said that not only did he pass the test successfully, but he also got a good score." He Sijiao mentioned.

"After all, that's Tang Siwen." Zhou Fu had no idea about mathematics competitions, but he knew that in this class, Tang Siwen was the god among gods.

At this time, Tang Siwen was sitting quietly. He must have heard everyone's discussion, but he was still focused on writing the questions, not letting go of every minute of study time.

After all, she was used to being discussed.

But she was a little ungrateful.

She was able to achieve such good results, and she obviously had three-ninths of the credit.

If she eats that bun, she will be full.

As we all know, eating too much is not conducive to exams. She was able to perform like this because she took on the calories and fat for her.

I really...I cried to death.

"In the first section of English, learn appositive clauses. I took very clear notes. Please take a look at it now." Zhou Fu didn't know what Chen Yuan was like before, but he was studying very hard now, so she also took the initiative to remind him. .

"It's great to have Mama Zhou..." He Sijiao shrugged, and then retracted her head after making fun of her.

"Isn't it Dad Zhou?"

"Yu'er, don't scream."

Chen Yuan also knew that he could not waste time.

Therefore, while the Chinese teacher was supervising his morning self-study, he carefully studied the notes given to him by Zhou Fu.

With her help, at least English and math were solved.

As for the Chinese language, we are talking about classical Chinese. As long as you know what other explanations there are, you don't have to worry about it.

Then, it was time for the first class.

Shirley Liu, wearing a small bee and a beautiful white chiffon skirt, walked in, put down the book first, then wrote an English poem on the blackboard, then turned around and said: "It's time again after each unit, random It’s a relaxing moment when you pick someone to read a poem.”

"Today's poem is so sexy..."

"Don't point it at me, I really can't say it."

"But there are no new words, so it feels quite simple."

I love three things in this world.

There are three thousand things in this world, but there are three things I love.

Sun, moon and you.

Sun, Moon and Qing.

Sun for morning,

The sun is the morning,

moon for night,

The moon is twilight,

and you forever.

Qing is morning and evening.

"This seems like a line from "The Twilight Saga". It's so good." Zhou Fu sighed.

"Oh, yes, Fufu is really knowledgeable about that movie." Shirley Liu praised Zhou Fu after catching her speech.

Then, there was a burst of good-natured laughter in the class.

Fufu?

Shirley Liu did it too much, teasing the little girl just because she was a teacher, right?

Zhou Fu also blushed and felt embarrassed.

"This poem is suitable for a boy to read, so I'm looking for a boy."

Hearing this, the girls in the class relaxed.

The boys, on the other hand, became nervous.

Shirley Liu smiled and said: "For such a good poem, I will find a handsome boy with a nice voice to write it."

Then the boys got angry again.

Everyone is a peacock, right?

And Zhou Yu, don’t do it, you are wearing the uniform of No. 11 Middle School, not a tuxedo, and no tie!

"Then..." Shirley Liu glanced around, stopped in the middle, and said, "Chen Yuan, come here."

As soon as the name came out, the class naturally heard a variety of voices, including sighs, heckles, amusement, and some girls’ giggles...

But after Chen Yuan stood up, everyone became quiet and stopped laughing.

Because if you laugh at this time, it will only mean laughing.

After all, Chen Yuan doesn’t even talk about reading poems.

In English, he can't even understand what he's saying...