Let you teach, you play games with the worst class?

Otherwise, they really can't address future incidents that the ship might encounter.

......

The days passed as usual.

A week passed without knowing it.

On this day, in Class [-] of No. [-] Middle School.

Like other students, Yang Yang looked at the head teacher on the stage expectantly.

The latest monthly exam has ended, and today is the time to announce the results.

At the same time, it is also to decide who is the first student to go to Class Nine to experience life.

In this regard, we all have the same expectations.

Yang Yang is no exception.

Soon, Class One teacher Huang Tao began to announce the results.

"Dong Hao, 667 points."

"Zhao Ting, 670 points."

"Yan Kai, 651 points."

...

As the grades of one student after another were read out, the atmosphere in the class gradually became anxious.

It is different from last month's bottoming.

This time everyone's scores have improved significantly.

Last month, the average score was around 640, but this time it was around 655.

The intensity of the competition can be imagined.

Yang Yang's heart also hung up.

This time, he felt that he performed very well, but when he heard the scores of other students, he suddenly felt a little uncertain.

According to his estimation, he should be able to score about 665 points in the test, which is considered a considerable improvement.

But even so, facing those monsters with 670 points, Yang Yang felt uneasy.

I can only keep praying in my heart:

"It must be above six hundred and seven, it must be above six hundred and seven..."

As time goes by, a brand new score refreshes the class record:

"Hu Feifei, 674 points."

In an instant, the whole class burst into sighs.

674 points, a score they have never touched.

Except for the former Xueba Wang Yu, almost no one in the first class can exceed this score.

This is already the limit of the limit.

Yang Yang's heart was also instantly shattered, and he cast an envious look at the quiet Hu Feifei.

However, the next moment, the whole class, including him, was dumbfounded again.

"Yang Yang, 675 points."

Huang Tao read out the last score, and then looked at Yang Yang with a smile on his face:

"Yang Yang, you did well in the exam this time, which means you can still do it if you work hard."

"make persistent efforts."

After saying that, Huang Tao sat on his seat, quite at ease.

Although Yang Yang may have to leave the first class for about a week, and there is a risk that he will never return.

But the rate of improvement in class grades still made him feel happy.

If it can continue like this, then Class One may break the school record again in the future college entrance examination.

Moreover, Ren Yan has also promised that students will only be allowed to stay with him for a week.

Thinking about it, even if Yang Yang wanted to stay, it was unlikely.

For this point, Huang Tao still believes in Xin Yan's character.

So this time, Huang Tao was in a really good mood.

The moment Huang Tao took his seat, all the students in class one looked at Yang Yang in surprise:

"Yang Yang, you are hiding something! 675? Awesome!"

"Made, I thought my 667 would be stable, but you all compare one by one!"

"Understood, let's learn secretly, and then amaze everyone."

Hearing the compliments from his classmates, Yang Yang couldn't believe it. He didn't feel at ease until he saw his score.

With a smile on his face, he clasped his fists at his classmates:

"I'm sorry, everyone, let me go!"

"Who made my buddy lucky this time!"

Then he turned his attention to the class teacher and asked the question he was most concerned about:

"Teacher, how often can I go to Class Nine?"

"After this class." Huang Tao replied: "Class Nine is currently in Qinhuang City, and this is their specific address."

"After this class is over, the school will arrange for you to go there, don't worry."

Hearing this, Yang Yang sat down straight away, and began to wait patiently, while at the same time, he kept imagining the experience after Class Nine in his mind.

I can't listen to this class anymore...

Soon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Yang Yang rushed out of the classroom recklessly, leaving only the envious eyes of other students.

......

The gate of No. [-] Middle School.

The eight lucky ones in the third grade took the bus under the arrangement of the school.

Qinhuang City is not too far from the imperial capital.

So the school decided to make a unified arrangement.

This is not only safe, but also prevents other things from happening, and sends the students directly to the warehouse of Class Nine.

Although it may take a little longer.

But these are not a big problem for students.

Soon, the bus started.

Yang Yang embarked on a new journey together with seven other students whom he did not know.

......

At this time, in Class Nine's warehouse.

All the students in Class Nine didn't know what was going on until now, and they all looked at their teacher with surprised eyes, a little unbelievable.

"No, Teacher Ren, can't you inform us in advance about such a big event?!"

"We might as well arrange it in advance, and do our best to be a landlord~"

"Now, let other students see it and think that our Class Nine is rude?"

Awei frowned.

As the class monitor, he felt that it was necessary for him to set up the appearance of Class Nine, and not let others think that Class Nine would not be able to do things.

However, Ren Yan waved his hand indifferently:

"Pull it down, and return the friendship of the landlord. The place you are talking about seems to belong to you."

"Besides, you can't afford to welcome them."

"It's their own choice for them to come, and you can do whatever you want."

"Don't give them special treatment."

"In that case, it will appear that you are too humble."

"Remember, they are begging you now, not you begging him."

After all, Ren Yan pulled out a chair and sat on it:

"However, there is still one thing to pay attention to."

"The students who can come this time will not have bad grades. It is conservatively estimated that the worst one is also a player with a total score of 460 points."

"Now your shipbuilding progress is above a bottleneck."

"Since the completion of the various compartments and the hull, you have hardly made any progress."

"What about adding some buildings to it?"

"It's been almost a week, and there has been no progress, is it ashamed?"

"If this is seen by students in other classes, it won't be embarrassing."

"Of course, you may think it's not important, but teacher, I still want some face~"

While speaking, Ren Yan patted her cheek with a little dissatisfaction on her face.

Everyone in Class Nine was also ashamed.

It has been five days since they built the hull, and it has been a week since Wang Yu returned.

But their progress did get stuck.

The buildings on the deck and the interior of the cabin are completely two concepts.

In the cabin, just consider some issues of force and weight.

The hull will help them withstand all waves.

But above deck, they have too many things to consider.

The tolerance of the building, which includes not only the washing of the waves, the shaking of the hull body, but also whether the baking of the sun will change the material.

Secondly, location and practicality must also be considered.

If an accident does happen, will these buildings cause any damage to the hull itself, or affect the use of some spaces.

What if this thing is struck by lightning?

These are all things they need to consider.

However, their knowledge is really not enough. On this kind of issue, their own teachers ask foreign aid to provide only help, not ideas.

Let them think for themselves.

Only after completing the most basic ideas and feasibility, can foreign players get started.

This makes them feel worse.

In desperation, I can only study those "celestial scriptures." '

But in a short period of time, they really couldn't understand these 'books from heaven'.

You can only ask your own teacher or foreign aid, and you can imagine the progress.

So much so that they have now silently postponed the ship completion time until the holiday.

After all, these new knowledges are too difficult, too complicated, and it really tests patience.

They now prefer to learn how to make sails and tie knots of ropes rather than learning these boring "books from heaven".

This thing is much simpler than something like "Advanced Mathematics".

But now, they still feel a little uncomfortable when they hear their teachers use other classes to 'drive' themselves.