Xueba God-level system

"Haha, it's very well done. Fortunately, it was in time. If you send it later, it will probably be scrapped." Curse Wu Duanxiang said excitedly, holding the magic star stone in his hand.

So, it then summoned a palm-sized suction cup from the four-dimensional space.There is a small pit sunken in the middle, just enough to accommodate the magic star stone.

After all this was done, Meng Ke watched from the side wearily.

This is somewhat similar to the charging principle of human beings. When the magic star stone finally turns red, it can be taken out from the suction cup.

A gust of cool wind passed through the casement and hit Fu Anning's face.

It was already early in the morning, and he was planning to read a book, but fell asleep at some point.

In order to be able to win the gold medal in the college entrance examination three years later, I must persevere no matter how hard or tired I am.

Forget it, go back to the room and sleep first, and stick to it later.

In fact, the pressure on the students in the first grade is still quite high, let alone those in the upper grades.

Leaving early and returning late has become their norm.

Even if it is a machine made of iron, it is estimated that there will be times when it will not be able to hold it, let alone they are still teenagers.

The remedial class activities on Saturday also joined in the excitement virtually.

Little did they know what the benefits would be, some students simply wanted to give up the long journey.Playing with mobile phones at night has become their best reliance.

Recently, Zhao Jie, a student in Class One (Nine) of Senior High School, has become obsessed with his mobile phone. Sometimes he can hold it for several hours, and he can't stop at all.

I got a Unicom king card for myself, although the monthly phone bill is not too expensive.The living expenses given to him by his parents were just enough to make up for it, and then he relied on eating instant noodles to save money.

No, it seemed that the mid-term exam was about to come, but he dismissed it, and still kept his mobile phone and the speed of the Internet as companions.

"Hey, don't laugh so exaggeratedly, please don't disturb us if you want to sleep in class."

In the dormitory of No. [-] Middle School, Yang Changwei picked up a slipper and threw it towards Zhao Jie who was sleeping on the upper bunk.

"Damn it, you dare to attack me, and you didn't eat your rice."

Zhao Jie was angered, it was no joke, he quickly opened the window and threw the slippers out.

The night wind that came in from the window swayed unreservedly on Yang Changwei's immature face.

The knob for closing the window is placed relatively high, almost within reach of the upper bunk.

I don't know what time it is now, Yang Changwei didn't bother to move, so he just covered himself tightly with the quilt.

Zhao Jie, on the other hand, stood still, holding the phone firmly, watching the video on it.

The school dormitory will be cut off at 23 o'clock, but Zhao Jie thought of a unique method in order to play more.

It is necessary to charge the battery in advance. In addition, there is a high-power charging treasure hidden under his bed sheet as a backup for emergencies.

He just uses his mobile phone to watch TV shows and chat.

He didn't dare to play games at all, his teammate was super bad, and he was wiped out by the enemy's Zhong Wuyan within a few minutes.

In a trance, the next morning soon came.

The other students in the dormitory cleaned up, washed their faces and brushed their teeth. They got up at 6:20, but Zhao Jie was lucky. It was [-]:[-], and he reluctantly got out of bed.

Dragging a tired body, he rushed to the class like a walking corpse.

As long as there is no traffic jam on the road, there is still time.In the midst of strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away.Everything is under control.

Under the watchful eye of the head teacher, he entered the classroom with the bell ringing.

Anyway, Zhao Jie wasn't late, right? Teacher Wu couldn't say anything, he could only scratch his head in embarrassment, with a look of hatred for iron.

Sometimes, the teachers would sit together and discuss whether it was because they did not teach well, or because the students in this class were really too bad to catch up.

As the saying goes, there are no good or bad students in the world, only those who do not learn.

Zhao Jie sat down on the chair, and casually dug out a Chinese book from the desk. He even spent the time washing his face in bed.

At this time, the upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and the drowsiness swept over his whole brain.

The Song style characters on the book also began to become blurred, and even double images appeared.

He spent the whole night in the era of staying up late and playing with his mobile phone. Now, it's time for him to get a good night's sleep.

The sound of reading aloud has long drowned out his snoring.

The first section is Chinese class.

The teacher first asked the textbook to be closed, and after the whole class recited an ancient prose collectively, a new round of journey began.

"After nearly a week, we had a taste of the literary charm of the previous unit. Today, let the morning dew covered with flowers, take us into a famous ancient poetess in Chinese history. Li Qingzhao, in What secrets can be explored in her graceful style, and this is the focus of this section."

As soon as the teacher's voice fell, I heard the sound of a classmate snoring below.

In unison, all the students focused their attention on Zhao Jie.

"Wow, he sleeps so soundly."

Where there are many people, whispers are naturally indispensable.

I was going to talk about the article "Slow Voice", but the teacher used it on Zhao Jie, "This time, how come the word sleep is amazing."

"Hehe, is sleep possessed?" Li Hu's unintentional words made all the students burst into laughter.

At this time, the sleeping god was also awakened by the inexplicable laughter.

He raised his eyes and stared blankly at the teachers and students in the classroom.

Alas, it's all caused by mobile phones. If I knew I would be addicted, I shouldn't have learned to surf the Internet.

"Student Zhao Jie, in your dream, have you ever seen Li Qingzhao herself and admired her literary talent? Let's recite today's lesson." The teacher said bluntly.

"Li Qingzhao, is this a new female classmate?"

Zhao Jie guessed that it was purely for a joke, and the students who didn't mess with it laughed so hard, he wouldn't let it go.

If Qingzhao was a student, wouldn't Xin Qiji be the class teacher? With Li Bai's status in the literary world, he could be the principal.

In the end, Zhao Jie was not only fined to stand for a class, but also had to copy the text again, and all the bad luck happened to him alone.

"Copying texts doesn't exist at all."

Zhao Jie spat hard and stood on the edge of the urinal pit in the toilet.

He thought about it, went out to be a sanitation worker, and still had to spend a few pennies a month, what kind of trouble did he suffer in school.

Ever since he graduated from junior high school, he wanted to work part-time, but his family disagreed.How good the conditions are now, it's too much to borrow if you don't go to college.

In order to fulfill his parents' mission and what the villagers think of him, Zhao Jie agreed to go to the city to study in high school.

"Do you want to be the strongest in the learning world?"

At this time, there was a terrifying sound in the toilet.