Chapter 83: first Middle school (2/2)
Does he look like a picture that would listen to the teacher well?
Even if you listen to the teacher, you will never listen to the teacher Nan.
As he said, the white-haired young man did what he said, turned around lightly, followed the crowd downstairs and returned to the dormitory, leaving the trainee dumbfounded at the figure of him leaving.
After returning to the dormitory, even the three S-classes chose to study at night and fought until midnight.
This is what Fan Zhuo's racial talent is really enviable, and the later he gets more and more vigorous.
Zong Jiu put the book down at about two o'clock in the morning, jumped out of the bed and slapped a glass of water outside. He looked back and saw that the gray-haired man was still holding a pen and was serious about solving a physics problem.
It's really easy to remake high school knowledge back to the furnace to give people the feeling that the dimensional wall is broken.
Zong Jiu shook his head and was about to go to bed, but when he saw the man put down his pen, he whispered good night.
The white-haired young man put down the stainless steel cup and replied good night.
Apart from the fictitious marriage contract, they themselves are still serious distant relatives.
Zong Jiu felt that Fan Zhuo had a filter for the original owner, the bamboo horse. Although he was reluctant and cold, he really treated him as his younger brother.
Thinking like this, he stepped up the stairs and climbed onto the bed without seeing the dark wizard's green eyes faintly opened in the lower bunk.
......
There will be no biology classes in the next three days, which is quite worry-free.
In the end, what Zong Jiu didn't expect was that after releasing the no.1 pigeons in a fair manner, he would like to mention the current report within a few days.
The schedule for these two days was full, with nine subjects in turn. The lectures in class are limited, and more rely on self-study.
In addition to these classes, there is an art class and a physical education class every week.
The physical education class this week has been replaced by the math class, and of course the art class cannot be spared. Sure enough, just before the class, they were notified by the teaching assistant that this class had been replaced by the biology teacher.
Zong Jiu: ”...”
bad feeling.
When the black-haired man stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom, smiling and announcing that this lesson was learning human knowledge, Zong Jiu's bad premonition expanded.
Especially the devil said with a smile: ”In order to let the students better understand the structure of the human body, I will choose a student to cooperate in this next class.”
Sure enough, the next sentence is ”One, you come to the podium to demonstrate.”
Zong Jiu gritted his teeth and walked onto the podium in the unsurprising eyes of the class.
The structure of the human body is different from the real person, and it is normal for students to teach models.
”Take off.”
The man drew out a pointer slowly, his voice was low, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger.
The steel tip pointed to the zipper on the chest of the white-haired young man, and a little bit under the buckle of the zipper.
Zong Jiu glared at him.
There is also a thin T-shirt in the blue and white school uniform.
The young man stood on the podium with his white hair **** high, wearing only one piece of clothing, and outlined a slender and beautiful figure.
In contrast to it was Zong Jiu's cloudy face.
If he wanted to be the devil and dare to let him off, he dared to openly beat the teacher in class.
[This... is obviously a normal teaching demonstration, why do I think something is wrong? 】
[Why did the magician provoke no.1, it's too miserable]
[This is not bad, how do I feel that the atmosphere between these two people is weird...? Think about it, if someone really provokes this adult on weekdays, then it should be no bones left, how could you let the other person dangle in front of your eyes]
[I also think that it’s tit-for-tat, but it’s actually more like elementary school students deliberately unhappy]
Unexpectedly, the other party did not mean this.
The devil's face didn't even have the usual joyful smile, on the contrary, like a real teacher, he taught the lesson seriously.
Gradually, the trainees in the class became more focused. No one pays attention to life and death. In the silent classroom for a while, only the rustling of the pen tip on the page can be heard.
Only Zong Jiu can deeply understand the other party's true intentions hidden under the surface of the gentle scum.
”This is the throat.”
The icy pointer slid down the young man's handsome jawbone, turned around his apple, and fell to the beautiful collarbone along the edge of the T-shirt.
”The bronchi goes down to the left and right lungs.”
Even with a layer of clothing, the hard pointer poked Zong Jiu uncomfortably.
The next action almost made him jump up on the spot.
Because the pointer was impartial, it just fell on Zong Jiu's heart.
The heart is undoubtedly one of the most important dangerous areas of the human body.
Just such a small movement can make Zong Jiu's whole body stand upright, and his blood rushes directly to the top of his head.
”Here is the heart, the blood pump of the human body, weighing about 250 grams.”
A low male voice rang beside him, with obvious jokes.
”Oh? Student No. 1's heartbeat is speeding up, rushing and vigorously. This shows that No. 1 is in good health.”
The white-haired young man had sharp eyes and slammed his foot on the no.1 black leather shoes while the podium was blocked.
In the end, he crushed it desperately with the soles of his feet.