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In the principal's office, Qiao Weidong told those people that he was born in a single-parent family, and that his father died in a car accident in the first half of the year. On the first day after transferring, Pan Shuai asked him to write an essay on the topic of "mother", and asked him to express his true feelings? It is not difficult for children with mothers like Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi to write this. When they come to him, they have a very vague impression of their mother. It is naturally very difficult to write such a composition based on real experience if they want to avoid plagiarism and fantasy. difficult things.

But...

"Is there a problem?"

At this time, Pan Shuai clapped his hands: "No problem, so it's decided. Tomorrow morning, the class representative remembers to put away the composition and hand it over to the office. Next, everyone will take out the test paper of last week's placement test, and let's explain the knowledge points and easy-to-use wrong topic."

There was another sparse discussion in the audience.

The students took out their language test papers one after another.

Lin Yue hadn't passed the placement test, so naturally he didn't have his share in the test paper, so he could only sit in the back and stare blankly, so he became the focus of the students again.

After dismounting Mawei, is it creating division and deliberately isolating? Under normal circumstances, a transfer student's mind must be complex and sensitive on the first day of class. When encountering such a thing, there is no way to concentrate on studying and the next thing is, there is a high probability that it will affect the mood, and it will not be relieved for a few days.

Not to mention, this Pan Shuai's teaching level is average, but he has a lot of ingenuity to please Li Meng.

Fang Yifan flipped through the Chinese test paper with a score of 68 in his hand, and cast a gloating look at him.

Huh?

Did Tong Wenjie and Fang Yuan tell him about themselves? Otherwise, how could this guy be hostile to him as soon as he met?

But this guy also has the nerve to gloat? 68 points in the 150-point test paper, this bottom one is really well deserved.

Just when Lin Yue thought Fang Yifan was ridiculous, a girl in the second row in front suddenly stood up and walked to the back, and put a test paper on his desk: "Look at mine, I'll take a look with Jiang Nuohan." share."

Lin Yue wanted to say no, but the girl didn't give him a chance to refuse, so she turned around and walked towards his seat. He could only say "thank you" sincerely.

The girl turned her head and smiled, lifted her desk and put it next to another girl on the right side of the aisle, and then pulled the chair over, so the single table became a double table, and the single seat became a double seat.

Fang Yifan looked astonished, he didn't expect that in the first class, someone would show courteousness to the transfer student, and it was Zhang Xiaoning, the girl with the best grade in the basic class.

"Hey, isn't it..."

No one paid attention to him, only Ji Yangyang glanced at him and then turned his head, continued to use the book as a cover, swiping his mobile phone below, browsing the information about the city karting invitational race.

Pan Shuai was also puzzled. He didn't expect this guy to win the favor of his female classmates on the first day of school. You must know that girls are no better than boys. It takes a lot of courage to do this kind of behavior, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, as a teacher, you can't Asking Zhang Xiaoning why, he could only explain the question with the highest error rate on the Chinese test paper with annoyance.

Fang Yifan vaguely heard Zhang Xiaoning and Jiang Nuohan whispering, and seemed to mention Shuxiang Yayuan and Sachs, and reciprocating.

Lin Yue didn't care about what other people thought of him at all, and he didn't bother to listen to Pan Shuai's explanation. He flipped through Zhang Xiaoning's test paper and smiled at the score of 115 in the header.

There was nothing left and right, so he took out the magic pen rewarded by the system, made notes on the wrong questions in the test paper, and finally drew a cartoon picture of Cai Wenji in the glory of the king in the lower right corner of the composition page.

To say that this magic pen is really abnormal, not only can you change the pen type and color as you like, even the size can be adjusted as you like, it can definitely be called a magic tool for learning.

It's a pity that you can only write by hand in class. If you are alone, you don't need to move your hands. Just go through the words you want to write in your mind, and it will automatically enter the content.

...

jingle bell~

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Pan Shuai told him about the composition again, shouted for the end of get out of class, and left with the textbook.

The voice in the audience turned from small to loud, and the students began to play their own games. From this, we can see the difference between the sprint class and the basic class. When the teacher said that the class was over in the former class, the students basically did not respond. Those who are previewing the content of the next class are previewing the content of the next class, and those who go to the toilet should try to walk lightly so as not to disturb the people nearby. What about the latter? Some lay on the desk and said they didn't sleep well last night, some went to the locker to play with their mobile phones, some looked back at the transfer students and whispered gossip, and some yelled and ran back and forth between the front door and the back door.

Lin Yue got up and walked to Zhang Xiaoning, returned the Chinese test paper to her, and then walked outside.

Lin Yue in this world is a senior high school student, but his soul is not. After staying in his seat for a full forty-five minutes, he needs to go outside to get some air.

"No way..."

Lin Yue left with his front foot, but Zhang Xiaoning was stunned with his back foot.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Nuohan thought that the transfer student was bullying her, so he walked to her side with two girls, and glanced at her face.

"Xiao Ning, did you draw this Cai Wenji? It's so cute." The girl next to her was very envious.

Zhang Xiaoning shook his head and said, "He drew it for me."

Jiang Nuohan said: "That transfer student named Lin Yue? How could he draw pictures on your test paper without permission?"

"More than that." Zhang Xiaoning flipped through the test paper, pointing to where he made a mistake.

I saw that there was a comment after each wrong question, which wrote the correct answer and solution ideas, and also marked some important words and expressions in classical Chinese. What nouns are adverbial, nouns are verbs, and a word has multiple meanings , pass false characters and so on and so on.

She compared the language notes just now, and felt that it was more comprehensive and profound than what Pan Shuai said.

"That's a pretty good summary." Jiang Nuohan said, "The top fifteen of the 156 really have two good marks."

Zhang Xiaoning said: "I think Teacher Li Meng has misjudged this time."

"Li Tiegu? How could Tiegu be misjudged? Let me tell you, he only has a better grade in Chinese, and is useless when it comes to mathematics, physics and chemistry." Fang Yifan leaned forward and snatched the test paper from Zhang Xiaoning's hand , pointing to the cartoon Cai Wenji in the blank space below the composition page and said: "Well, this painter can buy three pictures for ten yuan under the flyover."

"Give it back to me, Fang Yifan, you give it back to me."

Seeing Zhang Xiaoning getting angry, Fang Yifan didn't dare to continue to sarcasm, sat down at the empty table in front, and threw the test paper to her: "It's boring."

At this time, Lin Yue returned to the classroom from the outside and walked along the aisle to his seat. Fang Yifan rolled his eyes and quietly stretched out his foot to trip forward.

In the next breath, I didn't see the imaginary figure who fell down, but I felt severe pain in my ankle.

"ah……"

He took a deep breath and howled with his arms around his legs in pain.

Jiang Nuohan didn't know what happened, and said with a puzzled face, "Fang Yifan, what's wrong with you?"

"you you you……"

He pointed at the murderer and yelled, but he was too embarrassed to tell the truth.

Lin Yue ignored him, said "cliché" in his heart, and went straight back to his seat to sit down.

"Fang Monkey."

At this time, a human face flashed at the door of the basic class, and Fang Yifan put down the hand that rubbed his ankle violently, and grinned, "Yingzi?"

"Fang Hou'er, come out."

Qiao Yingzi glanced at the back of the classroom when she was talking, and was obviously taken aback when she saw Lin Yue. She didn't expect that the sax player her mother hated was a student in the basic class.

Not to mention Qiao Yingzi's questioning of the teacher, and because of the fact that the Lego Millennium Falcon was destroyed by Song Qian, he got soda water from Fang Yifan for a month. The next day Lin Yue was targeted again. This time Fang Yifan changed his strategy. After he walked into the classroom from the outside, he pretended to be passing a book to his classmates, and threw an extracurricular book at Lin Yue's face. He went out the window and hit a freshman boy on the head. Fortunately, the floor was not high and no one was hurt, but Fang Yifan was punished by Pan Shuai to stand at the base of the back wall all morning.

He didn't believe in evil even after suffering two losses, and cooperated with another boy that afternoon. One was in front to attract the attention of classmate Lin who had just woken up, and the other was pulling a chair in the back. Lin Yue arched back, and the back of the chair was pressed against Fang Yifan's nose. He didn't make any money, but his face was bloody.

This time, people who were belatedly realized that the two of them had made a knot. Unfortunately, Fang Yifan ended up shooting himself in the foot every time he played a trick. On the third day, he hadn't thought of the new Pan Shuai opened fire on Lin Yue.

"Have you sent out the composition yet?"

The class representative nodded.

Pan Shuai patted the desk and picked up a piece of paper: "I didn't let the class representative distribute the composition of a classmate, and I didn't grade it. Do you know why?"