Practical Teaching: Ying Ye Zhenshi's Strength First Classroom`

"Question? What's the problem?"

A boy's voice came.

"You, may I ask, is there really a problem with your memory? Or is there a problem with your ears?"

Horikita Suzune suppressed her anger and asked, it was fine to watch a play in the class before, but now the other party is really annoying.

Following his line of sight, he also saw people outside.

"It's best not to get in touch with people like that, otherwise it will lower the style."

Horikita Suzune obviously doesn't like the red-haired boy, and it's not surprising that he would have conflicts with others.

"Are you listening to me?"

Seeing that Ying Ye Zhenshi didn't care about her all the time, Horikita Suzune's tone also became colder.

"Oh, sorry.."

"I don't know exactly what you mean. Besides, my memory and ears should be fine."

With a dazed and ignorant look, Ying Ye Zhenshi responded.

This is even more annoying. .

'Is this guy serious? '

Even Horikita Suzune watched in disbelief.

"Then you simply don't want to answer."

"I remember you."

This world is so unfair. If you carefully curry favor with a beautiful girl, you may not be remembered for the rest of your life.

But to really make a beautiful girl remember, it is often as simple as making her angry.

After all, whether it's a man or a woman, human beings are inherently vengeful.

Watching the beautiful girl leave, Ying Ye Zhenshi was not moved at all.

"Is this really okay? Horikita rarely greets people."

When Horikita Suzune went to pay the bill, the ordinary boy standing next to him suddenly spoke.

He looks like a very gloomy man, and he looks like he has no friends.

"Oh, I'm Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, I've introduced myself in class before."

Seeing that Ying Ye Zhenshi's attention was attracted by him, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka reminded that he didn't think the other party would remember his name.

"Hi, Ayanokōji-san, I don't quite understand what you mean either."

"I still have something to do, let's talk when I have time."

Looking at the man in front of him because he didn't know what to say, Ying Ye Zhenshi sincerely sent out an invitation next time.

He raised the corner of his mouth in a friendly manner, and then left.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka looked at Ying Ye Zhenshi who was also heading towards the cashier with a blank expression on his face.

His eyes quickly moved to the red-haired boy outside.

When Ying Ye Zhenshi walked to the cashier, he could still hear the noise outside, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Don't look down on me just because I'm in the first grade, hey!"

"How dare you tell us sophomores, isn't there our luggage here?"

"Here's our luggage. So get the hell out of here."

"It's scary~~ Which class are you from? No, let me guess, it's Class D, right?"

"so what!"

"Did you hear that? He said Class D. Sure enough! It's really true."

"Ah? What do you mean by that! Hey!"

"Let's give this place to you poor 'flawed products' today, let's go."

"Want to escape!"

"Just scream, keep screaming! Anyway, you will see hell soon."

It's like wild dogs fighting for territory.

The laughter and provocative voices of the second-year seniors kept coming from outside, and the red-haired boy was like a powder keg that was about to explode, ready to detonate at any time.

But for some reason, the seniors of the second grade withdrew first, but the words that looked down on Class D were very obvious.

'Are there any special rules? '

‘The so-called defective product? '

‘That means I am also defective, in the eyes of the school. '

"If you count by physical fitness and learning ability, I should not be a defective product, but if you count by character or social contribution, I should be a 'defective product'." '

Very self-aware, Ying Ye Zhenshi is not dissatisfied with being regarded as a defective product.

If you successfully check out and leave, most of the items are free items, but it doesn't cost much.

I already had some thoughts in my mind about what I just heard.

Simply put, he should have been thrown into the trash.

Since Class D is a defective product, then Class A should be the best product?

With a preliminary guess, Ying Ye Zhenshi couldn't wait to know more.

Stepping out of the convenience store, the outside is very chaotic, because of the conflict between the red-haired boy just now, the instant noodles they were eating were scattered all over the place, besides that, the trash can was also kicked over, and the garbage was everywhere , It's really embarrassing for the cleaning staff.

'What a bad-tempered boy. '

'And also without brains. '

Ying Ye Zhenshi looked up at the monitor facing the convenience store door.

In other words, the scene just now has been completely photographed.

Is this how the school evaluates its students?

‘Someone should be watching from the monitor, will I get extra points if I pick up the trash now? '

‘Isn’t what happened just now a conflict? If the video is reported to the school, will the school deal with it? '

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, Ying Ye Zhenshi returned to the convenience store and asked about the situation of the monitor.

But this matter went smoothly unexpectedly, not only for viewing, but also for copying.

In this regard, Ying Ye Zhenshi naturally unceremoniously copied it into the phone.

Immediately after putting the things back in the dormitory, Ying Ye Zhenshi stepped into the campus area again.

If he didn't find the information he wanted later in the senior year, he planned to take this video to the student union to touch the porcelain.

Not to mention whether anyone can be punished, but to get some information and test the bottom line of the school is already a good thing.

The campus area has separate floors for each age group.

Instead of directly crossing the first grade floor, Ying Ye Zhenshi walked directly towards other classes.

There is nothing special written on the blackboard, at most there are some names, Mashima Tomoya, Hoshinomiya Chie, Sakagami Suuma and so on.

Like the head teacher's name.

"Hey, what are you going to do?"

"Why are you here?"

In the first grade, nothing happened, but in the second grade, when Ying Ye Zhenshi was hanging out, he was blocked.

It's such a nostalgic look.

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