Super Treasure Hunter

"..." Zhou Zhong didn't bother to talk nonsense with this group of people. If he didn't understand, no one in the world would understand.

After watching this group of people fiddle for a long time, they didn't discuss a result. After observing it in the middle of the week, there was no more discovery, and they simply left the community.

Tian Feifei sneered at the back: "If there is nothing to do in the future, don't make trouble. Do your own things. These things about cultivation are not something you can worry about!"

But in the middle of the week, it was completely ignored, and he walked back to the dormitory.

As soon as they returned to the dormitory, several roommates immediately set their sights on midweek.

The trio's eyes were a bit resentful, and they were a little hairy in the middle of the week, not knowing what happened.

"In midweek, how long have you not been to class?"

It turned out to be this.

After thinking about it in the middle of the week, it seemed that I had never been to class since I came to school, and I didn't even meet the teacher. Everything was arranged by the subordinates.

Zhang Hai said helplessly: "You are not there every time the professor rolls a call. Yesterday he lost his temper and specifically called him to fail you! You have to care about it, right?"

Zhou Zhongxin thought that he really didn't care too much. Don't look at him as a student now, but he has already passed the age of school, and what is the significance of the courses in the school to the middle of the week?

However, the information from those students has been handed over to Xu Weiwei for screening, and it should take a while before Tiandishi appeared again.

In this way, there is really nothing to do.

Anyway, I was idle and was fine, so I passed the time in the middle of the week and went to class with Zhang Hai and the others.

Before entering the classroom, Zhang Hai specifically told him: "This professor, our temper is not very good, so you just listen to it, don't talk back to him, whether we can pass is not a matter of his sentence. ?"

Zhou Zhong shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he understood. Since he has been here, he has received less glaring? It's just that there is no need to care about Zhou Zhong at all. If he takes it all into his heart, then he shouldn't be exhausted?

Several people were sitting in the last row in the middle of the week, and not long after, an old man dressed as a professor walked in with a sullen face.

Almost all the students are sitting in a dreadful situation. It seems that they are indeed afraid of the professor.

"The roll call will begin below."

The old professor called each name expressionlessly, and when it came to a name, he sneered and said: "This is called Zhouzhong, maybe he hasn't come again? Very good, I don't need to come again in the future. I will wait for the revision. Right!"

Zhang Hai on the side quickly said: "Professor, midweek is here! It's here!"

The old professor frowned, helped the glasses on his nose, and then sneered deeper: "I thought it was the rich and powerful second generation of the rich and powerful. With your waste, you don't even have this self-discipline ability. When it comes to society, it will still be a waste!"

Seeing Zhou Zhong’s indifferent look, the old professor even said with anger: "You are a pauper, and you still learn from others? If you have someone from Yan Bin’s family background, I won’t say anything, but do you have any? You? You don’t know how to study hard if you are not productive, you deserve to be a pauper for a lifetime!"

Many students are gloating at Zhou Zhong. After all, this professor’s temper is notoriously bad. For a family like Yan Bin, he does not dare to offend him, so he naturally wants to vent his anger in Zhou Zhong. People without background.

"You talk about someone like you, what can you do when you come out of society in the future? Learners can't beg for? Hehe, it's really a dragon and a phoenix. The son of a mouse can make holes. He is a fool every day, and he dare to skip class?"

Zhou Zhong held his arms so that he wanted to hear what else he could say.

The old professor was even more angry at his appearance, but he also understood his temper in the middle of the week, and no longer blindly belittled, but said: "Dear students, you must not study this week in the future. In society, it is the moth of society!"

"There is a man in our school recently, you should all know it? You have started to be a boss at a young age, and you also know that you can give back to your alma mater and classmates, only hire students from the school, and send thousands of dollars a month. Salary, this kind of person is a role model worthy of learning from you! The teachers are all proud of him!"

The other people nodded their heads and agreed. Now there is an atmosphere of worshipping that person in the school, and it is getting more and more intense, just asking and asking, no one knows the name of that person.

Some people even speculated that it was the rich second generation in the school who did it. It was funny in the middle of the week. Isn't that person himself?

Seeing that he didn't feel ashamed in his seat in midweek, but laughed, the old professor suddenly became even more angry.

"what are you laughing at?"

The old professor exaggerated his tone and shouted, "I ask you something, what is so funny?!"

The smile on Zhou Zhong's face did not diminish: "Why, listening to the professor's class, even laughing is a sin? Then should we cry and listen to your lecture?"

Many people couldn't help but laughed out with a "pouch", after all, there were not many people who dared to confront the old professor.

Sure enough, the old professor was furious in an instant: "What did you say? You tell me again!"

In the middle of the week, the old professor smashed the book on the desk and shouted: "You can stand up! A shameless student like you, don't think we can only use you, this class , You just stand and listen to me!"

Of course, Zhou Zhong didn't bother to listen to him, but he couldn't stand the talk of Zhang Hai and others.

"In the middle of the week, it's no good to work against the professor. It's just standing and listening to a class. It's better than studying hard?"

Zhou Zhong rolled his eyes, and in order to stop them from talking, they simply stood up. Anyway, they have cultivated to his level. There is no difference between standing and sitting.

The old professor snorted to Zhou Zhong with disdain, and said in a bad mood: "In my class, you will just listen to the class like this. I think it suits you. Useless things like you are most suitable for standing and listening to the class. is you."

Suddenly, many students in the class began to pity or laugh at Midweek. There have been people who stood and listened to a complete class, but in the future they will stand and listen to classes. Midweek may be the first in history.

In the middle of the week, it doesn't matter. Come here to kill the time anyway. Whether he wants to come here for class in the future depends on his mood.

The old professor finally exhorted everyone: "Don't learn from him, and be a useful person in society in the future!"