Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 128: The ninth bowl of soup (four)

The English teacher selected a dozen students for the recitation of the text that was assigned yesterday, and none of them could memorize it. Although they are in Class Z, if the students here are placed in ordinary schools, they are also top-notch. However, the knowledge taught here is far more than the content stipulated by the Ministry of Education. The students in Class Z...Compared with the previous class, It's really bad.

It can be said that they are discriminated against in this school. The family background is not good enough, and the grades are not good enough. They belong to the people living at the bottom of the pyramid.

Just when the English teacher was so angry that he wanted to lose his temper, a small hand was raised from behind.

The posture of the person raising his hand was very standard, with slender fingers, and the sleeves of the school uniform slipped off as a result, revealing a white wrist.

The English teacher was stunned, and found that the student who raised his hand did not even know him. He pointed to the other party and said, "You, yes, it's you, what's the matter?" The expression is not very good, because the general grades sitting behind are not good. This girl wants to go to the bathroom or give a report, so the teacher's The attitude is not good.

Qing Huan said: "Endorsement."

These two words were cold and cold, and all the students looked back at the same time. I saw a petite and thin girl standing in her seat, with a cold expression and expressionless face, but her eyes were full of firmness and confidence.

The English teacher obviously did not expect this to be the answer. He hesitated first and said, "You will?"

Qing Huan did not answer, but began to endorse. As soon as she spoke, everyone was stunned by her fluent and standard spoken language! From beginning to end, there was no mistake, no pause, and even the tone was just right! Even an English teacher dare not say that he can memorize it so well!

When did there be such a good student in the class... Why didn't he know? ! The English teacher smiled and waved his hands again and again: "Please sit down, please sit down, very good!"

There is no teacher who doesn't like to work **** students. They are always patient and joyful towards students with a correct attitude towards learning. Although the student named Hao Xiaoyan had no impression of this before, he remembered her from now on! "You learn from student Hao Xiaoyan! I have explained the grammar in detail in this article yesterday, and I wrote it out for you, right here on the blackboard!" He couldn't help seeing other confused students. **** off. "If you can't recite, copy it to me now! Copy it quickly!"

Naturally, Qinghuan didn't need to copy, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, because she heard Mo Ze's reminder that progress is 1, which is currently -14, and of course the beautiful girl development plan is also 1. Qinghuan looked at her hand without a trace, um... the rough skin of the hand that has been doing rough work for so many years seems to be so white?

She has no other thoughts now, and she wants to quickly increase her learning progress to a positive number... Every time she hears Mo Ze recite a negative number, she faintly feels pain... Uh, forgot that she has no eggs ==

After class, Qing Huan turned a blind eye to the curious eyes of the classmates. Among these people, most of them had never bullied her—just watched, sympathized with pity, and was fortunate that it was not themselves who were bullied. This is sorrow.

She always keeps in mind that she is taking the high-cold route and insists on unwavering for a hundred years.

The first class was a math class. Maybe I heard about Qinghuan in the office. When a topic was copied on the blackboard, and even seven or eight students didn’t write it out. When they hung up on it, the beer belly was bald. The math teacher yelled Qinghuan and asked the classmates hanging on the blackboard to stand while rolling.

Qing Huan frowned and walked up. She... is not very good at math. She was silent for a few seconds while holding the chalk. Just before the math teacher was about to get angry, she started to write. After a few swipes, the speed is fast, the thinking is clear, and the most important thing is that the answer is correct.

[Master, am I good at master? As long as you can’t, I can send you the answer immediately, just copy it! Of course, the price is that it is more difficult to learn God's degree, unless you really know it...] The last sentence said unequivocally, even Mo Ze himself felt that he was a little bit ugly.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time to be scammed by this guy, Qing Huan was very calm, put the chalk in, turned back to his seat.

In the next class, she was forced to enjoy the attention of her classmates and the excited gaze of the math teacher when she saw a bone. The questions he asked were super-class, not to mention class Z, even class h may not be able to do it, but this girl can! Could it be that! Is he going to teach a genius student too! Don't ask for anything else, even if he can get into the top 100, he will be proud of it!

The mathematics of Class Z is at the end of every semester, and the first one in the class can't even squeeze in the first thousand. He has been ridiculed for long! Obviously my own level is not bad, so how come the students are not as good as others!

In the second Chinese class, Qinghuan was ready to be picked up by the headteacher's Chinese teacher to recite a long dying classic in classical Chinese. To be honest, it's really a piece of cake. She loves piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, especially poetry and ancient prose. This is what she knows her heart well. When she is alive, she is also a well-known talented woman, and she writes her hairpin. Lower case. I have been to so many worlds and I have never stopped learning. The level of a junior high school teacher can not catch up.

When the handwriting was written on the blackboard, everyone was shocked! Qing Huan herself is very calm, she is not afraid of being exposed at all. The Hao family just wanted to squeeze her and bully her, and didn't care about her studies at all, and she was always in a ghost state at school, and there was no final exam in the first semester. Who knows what level she is!

So this morning, Qinghuan succeeded in raising -14 to -5, and she was almost positive at 5 o'clock. She was so happy.

Because there was no money, Cen Ning used to go back to Hao's house for dinner every noon, and she also had to help with cooking. Madam Hao even quit her aunt and let Cen Ning do all the housework. But this time Qing Huan has left the Hao family-she is not stupid, except for the few worlds that were weak at first and without the slightest advantage, how could anyone dare to break ground on her!

Go home at noon to cook their own lunch, but also take care of Ji Guang and Xiao Hei. The two little guys play at home contentedly. Although they don’t eat cat food or dog food, they like to chew cats and dogs... …It's not a cat or a dog. It's obviously an attribute, being coquettish and greedy.