Manga: The King’s Seat

v11 Chapter 510: The voice can't help but become louder

"Um, I also seem to be a member of this class. My name is Li Yi. I'm sorry." Li Yi also knew that he was diligent in cultivating before and rarely came to school. Even if he did, he just quietly found a corner to sit down.

"You are Li Yi, let me grin, ah, you are the one who can toss Zhang Ying's helplessness with Na Nizi, you are really my idol." Liu Botao heard that Li Yi, who had never attended class, immediately When the spirit came, the voice couldn't help becoming louder, and the whole class immediately heard this voice. "Li Yi, that guy is Li Yi!" "Too strong, look at you, skip class all night and be timid like a rabbit." The whole class immediately boiled, and many naughty big boys winked at Li Yi. Thumbs up, some young girls secretly took out their mobile phones and texted Zhang Ying to inform the teacher that Li Yi had finally appeared.

Li Yi smiled embarrassedly and scratched his head, "I knew such a result a long time ago, it would be better to come to classes several times before." muttered in his heart. The enthusiasm in the class caught the teacher's attention, and after a loud reprimand, the class immediately fell silent.

Li Yi looked at the book. The cultivator has been cultivating for a long time. Not only does he have a strong body, but his brain capacity becomes wider as his cultivation level becomes deeper. His memory is more than a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary people. It can be said that he has never forgotten. I memorized the entire book, and even the corresponding words and sentences on each page were clearly remembered. It was very boring to see that the teacher was reading the textbooks, so I planned to teach myself the missing courses. Li Yi's left little finger wore a silver ring, and the bare pits were very ugly. This ring is not an ordinary commodity, but a storage ring that was made in a hurry when the unknown Taoist sent them away. It was given to the apprentices for a memorial in the future. Although the space inside is only one cubic meter, it is convenient. A lot. Li Yi took out the books of other subjects and looked through them one by one. After reading them, he closed his eyes and thought. By the time the bell rings after class, the knowledge in these books has been integrated and kept in mind.

"Li Yi, come here!" Teacher Zhang Ying hurried to the lecture hall to stop Li Yi after receiving a text message from the students. He stood at the door of the classroom and gestured to the substitute teacher, and said loudly.

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"Who are you?" Li Yi walked over and asked curiously.

"I'm the head teacher of this class, Zhang Ying!" Zhang Ying was so hot. After two years, she finally saw her students, but she didn't even know each other, and she had the urge to burst blood vessels when she thought about it. "You haven't come to school for so long, so I don't say anything, but you don't come for the exam. Are you not ready to get your graduation certificate? Are you worthy of your parents' hard work and paying for your tuition?"

"I'm sorry, teacher, I have delayed important things before, but don't worry, I will come often in the future. I'm really embarrassed to trouble you." Li Yi was a little moved. I haven't been reprimanded for a long time. I feel like my master scolded myself back then. Seeing this young female teacher's eager expression, her heart suddenly became warm.

"Oh, the graduation exam will be in less than half a year. You still have so many courses to make up exams. Are you confident?" Zhang Ying saw the students so respectful and careful, and the young man was handsome and pleasing to the eye. So temporarily let go of the unhappiness and grievances in his heart, the feelings of being a teacher are overflowing, and he is concerned about Li Yi's graduation problem six months later. Zhang Ying held the frame of the glasses and said, "It's better to find someone to help you with your homework. If you don't have much confidence, I can help you talk to the grade director, think of a way, after all, repeating is not good..."..

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