Reborn? The Kind You Can Choose!

Yuan Zhou hurriedly walked into the classroom of Class 1, Grade 3, carrying a heavy backpack.

What surprised him was that Lin Wenbin, who was standing at the door, didn't say anything to him at all. Instead, he said gently: "If you still feel a little uncomfortable, go to the dormitory to rest today!"

"?"

God knows what his father and the head teacher said.

Yuan Zhou even suspected that Yuan Zhigang told him a serious lie, which caused Lin Wenbin's attitude towards him to change.

"Nima, I didn't realize it, daddy is still a talent!"

This lie was so perfect that not even Lin Wenbin had any doubts? !

"Alphabet, what happened yesterday?"

His deskmate Zhao Wenguang quietly walked up to Yuan Zhou. The guy held an English book upright and pretended to read there in the morning, but his eyes were entirely on Yuan Zhou.

"Nothing!"

Yuan Zhou didn't even bother to explain to this guy.

The letter is his nickname in class. The reason is of course very simple. Pi is the Greek letter.

Calling π is too convoluted. After a guy called out the alphabet in the first year of high school, everyone seemed to have acquiesced in Yuan Zhou's nickname.

Yuan Zhou looked at the old classroom with some nostalgia, as well as the classmates who were getting younger one by one around him. In fact, he didn't know much about the future of many people.

But he still knew a few.

For example, my deskmate Zhao Wenguang just now became a professional dad.

As for the seven in the dormitory, Yuan Zhou had the deepest impression of them. He kept in touch with them frequently after graduating from college. He even attended the weddings of some of them.

"Who would have thought that some of these high-spirited guys would become gamblers... and some would be in debt!"

"Some have become young entrepreneurs, and some have become online writers..."

Yuan Zhou sighed, having to admit that time is like a butcher's knife, carving unpredictable scars on each other's faces.

Shaking his head, Yuan Zhou was just about to put his backpack down at his feet when he saw a pile of textbooks and test papers as high as his calves under the table. The drawers were also full of stuff. The table was somewhat clean, with only the right side organized. There are seven or eight textbooks placed on the floor.

However, a table full of white test papers blinded him.

"My day, what is this?"

Yuan Zhou flipped through the test papers. He didn't take any of the five subjects including Chinese, Mathematics, and Physics, and there were even two big papers in Mathematics.

"Last night's homework was put on the table for you because you didn't come!"

Xu Meng, the English class representative at the front desk, turned around and gave a friendly reminder.

"..."

thank you!

Yuan Zhou showed a seemingly bright smile, but his heart gradually collapsed.

This girl skipped school for a day and still had to do her homework. How could this damn high school student live in such dire straits?

"Boss, lend me a copy!"

Yuan Zhou poked Xu Meng's back with his finger. Xu Meng, who had a little baby fat, turned around impatiently, but still handed her English test paper to Yuan Zhou.

"All of them, little sister!"

Yuan Zhou subconsciously said something, which stunned Xu Meng who was holding the English test paper: "You...what did you say?"

"Miss...oh, no, classmate!"

Yuan Zhou quickly changed his words, but Xu Meng still heard it: "Who...who is your little sister!"

"The title, Dengfa? It's a kind of respect, usually given to young and beautiful girls!"

Yuan Zhou was talking nonsense, but Xu Meng's eyes couldn't help but widen. She felt that the classmate at the table behind her had not seen her for a day, so why had he changed so much?

How could he have dared to say such teasing words to her before? !

"If you don't mind, you can call me little brother!"

Yuan Zhou smiled, picked up Xu Meng's test paper, and started copying it.

"..."

Xu Meng's expression was stunned. She was really shocked by Yuan Zhou's words.

Little brother?

Why is this guy like this!

Xu Meng clenched her fists bitterly, but still secretly handed yesterday's homework to Yuan Zhou, and said quietly: "You... you should revise it a little!"

"You still need to tell me?"

Yuan Zhou spoke without raising his head, but started copying quickly.

However, after only writing for 3 minutes, Xu Meng turned around anxiously: "Yuan Zhou, the teacher is here!"

"oh!"

Yuan Zhou instantly stuffed Xu Meng's test paper into the desk, but the English teacher was already walking towards Yuan Zhou. Xu Meng, who was copying homework for Yuan Zhou, was extremely nervous, but Yuan Zhou was like an old fritter. Pretend you are doing an English test.

At this sight, he was a little stunned.

"This...is the English for senior high school students?"

Yuan Zhou didn't care that the English teacher had already walked to him. He looked straight at the multiple-choice question he had just copied.

After just one glance, he already knew the answer.

Because this question is too simple for him.

"What the hell?"

“High school English turns out to be so easy!”

Yuan Zhou was a little happy.

He had previously felt that he was reborn. Although he was good at English, he still needed to brush up on it.

But now I find that it is completely unnecessary!

Without it, for a student who passed CET-6 in 986, the English in high school is indeed too simple, and the vocabulary cannot be compared with that in college.

Yuan Zhou has almost forgotten Chinese ancient poems, mathematical formulas, etc., but he remembers English words very well.

After all, they often use a lot of professional vocabulary to program in their work, so many programmers are actually very good at English.

Over and over again, Yuan Zhou's English vocabulary and spoken English are remembered the best.

So right now, which subject he is most confident in is definitely English.

“You can save yourself a review course!”

"For Chinese, I can only memorize ancient poems. Now it seems that the difficulty lies in mathematics, physics and chemistry!"

Yuan Zhou smiled. The English teacher looked at Yuan Zhou's expression and tapped his desk with his finger: "Yuan Zhou, the morning reading class is not for you to make up for your homework. Memorize the words and grammar!"

"Okay, teacher!"

Yuan Zhou raised his head and looked at the English teacher in his memory.

A woman in her forties, a little chubby, average-looking, perhaps because she teaches English, pays great attention to fashion, and has big yellowish waves.

So the students privately gave her a nickname - Bobo.

Bobo watched Yuan Zhou pick up the English book and walked up to his class representative Xu Meng: "Xu Meng, give me yesterday's homework!"

ah? "

Xu Meng was stunned and suddenly panicked.

She didn't expect Bobo to come to collect homework so early.

Although Xu Meng had already collected the English test papers for the whole class early in the morning, her test paper was still in Yuan Zhou's hand!

If the homework is handed in, but hers is missing, this matter will be a bit serious.

For Xu Meng, a good student, she has never failed to turn in a test paper, not to mention that she is also an English class representative, so this is even worse.

"What's wrong?"

Bobo looked a little confused when he saw Xu Meng's expression.

She planned to take advantage of her morning reading to correct her homework.

"No...nothing?"

Xu Meng almost cried. She turned around and glared at Yuan Zhou, hating him half to death.

Yuan Zhou suddenly took out a test paper from the table and handed it to Xu Meng: "Here, I have read your test paper. There are several mistakes!"

"..."

Xu Meng's mouth suddenly swelled up, and her face turned a little red.

She never thought that Yuan Zhou would be so shameless and take out her English homework in front of Bobo.

Isn't this just telling her that she will copy Yuan Zhou's English homework?

"what happened?"

Sure enough, Bobo's expression changed a little.

She looked at the test paper in Yuan Zhou's hand. Xu Meng's name was clearly written on it. As a teacher, she knew exactly what was going on.

Copy homework?

She would sometimes turn a blind eye when students copied their homework in private, but when Yuan Zhou took it out in front of her, it couldn't be solved by closing her eyes!

"Wang...Teacher Wang——"

Xu Meng opened her mouth to explain, but Bobo glanced at her: "Don't speak, let Yuan Zhou speak!"

This voice was a little loud and attracted the attention of many students in the class.

The classroom that was originally reading aloud became a little quiet for a moment.

They didn't even understand what was going on?

How could Bobo be so angry? !