Super leak detection system

Chapter 530

Often this pent-up anger will be vented in class.

Her classes are known for being harsh, and she was nicknamed "Mei Chaofeng" by the students she dealt with.

It is impossible for a good student to be punished, and the punishment is often the kind of bad student.

For students like Zhang Xiaonan who are not good at studying and don't like learning, both punishment and humiliation are justified and well-founded, and parents and schools will not be labeled as corporal punishment students.

Today, it can only be you Zhang Xiaonan who is unlucky.

"Let's not talk about anything else today, just talk about the words on the blackboard. You are simply a prophet. Tell us about it and see for yourself."

"Teacher Feng doesn't make things difficult for you, just read it to us according to the textbook... that's fine too."

Feng Yan put the pointer aside, put his hands on his arms, and looked at Zhang Xiaonan mockingly.

As soon as she finished speaking, a few students who were usually mischievous even knocked on the table in excitement, booing.

Although it is read according to the textbook, everyone knows that there will always be some rare words in classical Chinese.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaonan once recited classical Chinese, and jumped out of his mouth word by word, which sounded like he was stuttering, which was quite funny.

Feng Yan's request is determined to make things difficult for Zhang Xiaonan.

"Teacher, I was wrong. I won't sleep again next time, or you can punish me for copying!"

Zhang Xiaonan began to lower his posture, and there is no shame in pleading with the teacher.

"Copy it? That's fine, twenty times."

Feng Yan spoke casually.

Zhang Xiaonan almost fainted when he heard this.

"Why not? Let me ask you, Zhang Xiaonan, if you can be a little promising. You can't memorize it, you can't read it smoothly, and you can't write it. If I were you, would I still stay here?"

"Do you know how much you have hindered our class? For a student like you, if the whole class gets full marks in the exam, you will not get the first place because of you."

"You know what! Don't mess up our class by throwing away your own people..."

Feng Yan started counting like a cannonball.

Suddenly, the class could hear a quiet needle drop, and the students all held their breath, not daring to say a word.

What Zhang Xiaonan heard was Feng Yan's sarcastic voice.

But what made him curious was that at this time, he should be able to capture some points as he did just now, but there seemed to be no movement at this time.

However, Zhang Xiaonan's mind seemed to become much brighter, and his thinking began to become very clear.

The article of Peach Blossom Spring appeared in front of his eyes instantly, and he could read it unconsciously.

"A Tale of Peach Blossom Spring: In the middle of the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, Wuling people fished for a living. Walking along the river, they forgot the distance of the road. Suddenly, they came across a peach blossom forest, with hundreds of steps between the banks, and there were no miscellaneous trees in it. The fragrant grass was delicious, and the falling flowers were colorful. It's very different. Going forward, I want to be poor..."

Zhang Xiaonan stared at the front calmly, there was no nervous expression on his face, and his mouth stopped stuttering, not only read it verbatim, but also with emotional color.

Feng Yan stopped talking, her eyes widened, and she looked like she had seen a ghost.

This. How is this possible?

She couldn't believe it, she thought that Zhang Xiaonan was wearing some cheating glasses, and that the student in front of her was not the former Zhang Xiaonan.

But it was all wrong.

Those students who were staggering around also began to stand upright, and the mocking eyes disappeared. The whole class was deadly quiet, and everyone looked up at him with the expressions of listening intently.

No one would dare to believe that this classmate, who can't read all the words on weekdays, can recite a piece of classical Chinese that hasn't been spoken so smoothly.

Is it possible that this buddy is possessed by a god?

Immortals are not possessed, but possessed by a mysterious system.

After Zhang Xiaonan read it unhurriedly, he felt an indescribable sense of comfort all over his body.

He looked at Teacher Feng who was sluggish beside him, and said with a smile,
"Teacher, if you didn't hear clearly, I can read it to you again."

Zhang Xiaonan couldn't help laughing, and wanted to tell the teacher.

If you don't understand, I can translate it for you.

Because Zhang Xiaonan found that he could not only recite this article, but also understand the most basic meaning, otherwise it would be impossible to recite it with such emotion.

These words made Feng Yan's face turn red with anger.

Then she raised her hand, picked up the pointer and knocked on the table, and said sharply,

"What! Is it amazing to memorize it! Next time I see you sleeping, stand aside for me!"

After Feng Yan finished speaking, she left angrily.

Zhang Xiaonan sat down quite proudly.

Not far away, Shousong immediately lowered his head and came over. He is the same as Zhang Xiaonan, either you are the last one or he is the last one.

Zhang Xiaonan's astonishing performance put him under a lot of pressure.

When Zhang Xiaonan sat down, Shousong couldn't wait to ask what was going on.
"What medicine did you take today, why are you so fierce!"

Zhang Xiaonan didn't pay attention to this guy, this kid didn't wake himself up during Mei Chaofeng's class.

In front of the delusion that he was engrossed in, he put on an appearance of listening carefully.

He knew Shousong, if this guy didn't understand something, his heart would itch.

The more Zhang Xiaonan didn't say anything, the more anxious he became, and kept asking the bottom line.

Shousong is also a classmate who doesn't like to study and loves to sleep.

It's just that he is different from Zhang Xiaonan, he doesn't know how to sleep in every class, and he doesn't sleep so hard.

He will choose to sleep, for example, in Mei Chaofeng's class, he dare not sleep.

But he is taller than Zhang Xiaonan and has a big head.Even if he lowered his head, the book couldn't stop him.

When he found that Zhang Xiaonan was ignoring him, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

When he retracted his big head, he heard Feng Yan shout loudly,
"Meat floss! Stand up for me!"

Zhang Xiaonan smiled.

Anger from Floss +3
The course ended in chaos.

During recess, almost all the students gathered around.

Zhang Xiaonan's performance like a god made everyone admire him,

"Zhang Xiaonan, I haven't seen you for a few days, I'm so impressed!"

"Zhang Xiaonan, how slippery are you on your back?"

"Will you tell us how you did it?"

"How many days have you memorized?"

"You weren't nervous then?"

The students asked eagerly, the person in front of them was definitely an awesome fighter in their hearts.

That is classical Chinese, and not short classical Chinese.

Even after the teacher explained this kind of classical Chinese, it would probably take a week to recite it.

Even if you memorize it, if you don't review it in a few days, you will forget it.

And the one in front of him not only memorized it, but he can also recite it emotionally, which makes people feel even better than the teacher.

(End of this chapter)