The carp king of this Rockets soldier is super cruel

Chapter 273

"Ayang, why don't we go through the transfer procedures together?"

Zhu Wangqiao was aggrieved and wiped the soybean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, "From now on, I will have to climb the [-]th floor to sweat every day, and there is no air-conditioning in the classroom, who can stand it?"

For an existence of Zhu Wangqiaochu's tonnage, in a building without an elevator, he had to climb the twelfth floor several times just to go to and from get out of class every day, which was undoubtedly a huge torture.

"I don't think you need to rush through the transfer procedures."

Su Yang glanced at him faintly.

"Did you think of a way?"

King Zhu couldn't help being overjoyed.

"There is no way. I just think that after seeing the size of the classroom later, you may directly want to go through the withdrawal procedures."

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Building B has a total of twelve floors, from Class 24 on the first floor to Class [-] on the twelfth floor, each class occupies a single floor.

While that might sound like plenty roomy, it's not the case for a lower-ranked class.

Because different classes have different classroom areas, the lower the class is, the smaller the classroom area will be.

After subtracting the classroom area from the total area of ​​the floor, the remaining space will be used as a storage room for students to store items.

For example, the classroom area of ​​Class [-] occupies the first floor, and there is no space left; Class [-] on the second floor, due to the slightly reduced classroom area, will have an extra small storage room.

This storage room became exclusive to Class [-], and every time they needed something, they would pass by the door of Class [-] swaggeringly.

As for Class [-] on the third floor, because the classroom area is further reduced, there will be a larger storage room on the third floor for the common use of Class [-] and Class [-].

By analogy, the twelfth floor where Class 24 is located has the largest storage room in the building, and it is open to everyone in the building, except Class 24's own classmates.

So instead of saying that there is a storage room next to the classroom of Class 24, it is better to say that Class 24 has used the small storage room as a classroom in a 'diligent and thrifty' way.

"Ayang. I suddenly feel that what you said just now about going through the procedures for withdrawing from school makes sense."

Looking at the class card made by writing the words "Class 24" crookedly on the old paper with "broken corners and yellowed surface" with a marker pen, Zhu Wangqiaochu looked melancholy.

"Let's take a look in the classroom"

The corner of Su Yang's mouth couldn't help twitching.

This classroom was even more dilapidated than he had imagined. The class card of Class 23 downstairs was still made of wood chips. Their class was not good, it was just a piece of torn paper.

"Excuse me, is this Class 24?"

Zhu Wangqiao knocked on the door with a mournful face and asked.

Even though he was already desperate, there was still a last bit of hope in his heart.

He hoped that the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses standing on the podium could answer him in the following sentence:

'Student, you are in the wrong place. This is not Class 24. In order to encourage students who are less advanced, the school has set up Class 24 in Building A with elevators and air conditioning, providing you with the best learning environment. '

Unfortunately.
"correct."

The homeroom teacher 'Fang Boming' nodded to break his illusion, then glanced at the roll call with a photo of his head in his hand, and asked, "You are Zhu Wangqiaochu and Su Yang, right? You were not called at the roll call just now."

Calling out his name so accurately disillusioned Zhu Wangqiaochu's last hope for his future high school life.

His eyes suddenly went dark, and he almost passed out.

"This is what the dean asked us to bring along."

Su Yang took the bag of glue out of the arms of Zhu Wangqiaochu, who had no master, and handed it to Fang Boming.

"Thank you, go and sit down, there is still room for Shen Youfeng."

Fang Boming pointed to a corner of the classroom. Beside a slightly rotten round wooden table, a squint-eyed boy was sitting cross-legged on a worn-out futon that showed cotton.

This young man was the Shen Youfeng who was remembered by the teaching director Tie Xiong because the monster slapped the mosquitoes and drove the palms of the audience.

Next to him, there are two futons that are also worn out but not yet occupied.

Obviously, in class 24, not only did they not even have stools, but because of the small space, three people had to share a table.

"Ok."

Su Yang hurriedly pulled Zhu Wang Qiaochu and walked over.

Seeing this, the people around moved their bodies one after another, clinging to each other, so that the round Zhu Wangqiao could have a passage in this cramped classroom.

"Hello, my name is Shen Youfeng."

Shen Youfeng took the initiative to say hello to his two new deskmates.

"My name is Su Yang."

After Su Yang sat down cross-legged, he pointed to Zhu Wangqiao who was squatting down with difficulty beside him, "You should still know him, right?"

"Well, are you the trainer who used the little Snorlax in the rookie competition?"

Shen Youfeng looked up and down a few times before he recognized Zhu Wangqiao, who had gotten a little fat after the rookie competition.

"Yes, what a coincidence, I didn't expect that we would be assigned to the same class."

Zhu Wang Qiaochu smiled and shook hands with him, "Is your monkey waist okay?"

Shen Youfeng's monkey monster, in the knockout round, gave the little Kabimon a move of 'Overlord Lifting the Ding', but accidentally flashed its own waist and lost.

"It's been good, and since then, I have consciously practiced many sets of sit-ups every day."

"That's pretty good, huh? What is this thing?"

Zhu Wangqiaochu, who was sitting on the futon, suddenly felt a strange sensation in his buttocks, as if someone was hitting him with some kind of strange object.

He moved his body to the side, and immediately popped out a swaying mushroom from under his buttocks, about the length of half a finger and the thickness of a thumb.

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Zhu Wangqiaochu looked at the mushroom and was silent for a while, then raised his hand and shouted: "Teacher, there are mushrooms growing on my futon!"

"Yeah, it's okay, I'll borrow a pair of scissors for you later."

Fang Boming nodded kindly, "The conditions in our class are relatively poor, so the students should make do with it."

'call--'

A gust of hot wind exclusive to the dog days squeezed in from the crack in the wall beside Zhu Wang Qiaochu, and hit him.

"Teacher, there is a crack in the wall on my side! It keeps blowing hot air!"

Zhu Wangqiao raised his hand again and shouted.

"Yeah, it's okay, there is a ceiling fan at your location, which can offset the hot wind with cool wind."

Fang Boming also nodded kindly again, and stretched out his hand to turn the knob of the ceiling fan, "The conditions in our class are relatively poor, students should make do with it."

'Squeak—'

The rusty fan blades made a piercing noise, and slowly accelerated under the drive of electricity, and soon reached the 'maximum speed' of [-] revolutions per minute.

(End of this chapter)