Quick Travel: Who taught you how to attack villains like this?

Yu Yan took Bo Siheng all the way back to school. Along the way, Bo Siheng would steal a glance at her from time to time, with a complex emotion in his eyes. It seemed that he had a lot to say, but every time the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

They walked in silence until they were almost at the classroom door. Bo Siheng finally couldn't help but say, "Teacher Yu, thank you."

Although Teacher Yu was scary, he truly accepted her because she came to his house to save him today.

Yu Yan smiled and said, "You're welcome. If you really want to thank me, then try to improve your score by 200 points in this monthly exam."

Bo Siheng widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

"Improve by 200 points? Teacher Yu, you must be kidding me!"

He almost shouted, "How is this possible?"

Yu Yan looked at him seriously and said, "Do you think it's impossible? The total score of your six courses is less than 200 points. Now you only need to improve it by 200 points. Don't you even have this little confidence?"

Bo Siheng was left speechless by her words, and secretly groaned in his heart.

He knew very well that his learning ability was limited, and improving his scores by so much was harder than climbing a mountain.

But facing Yu Yan's determined gaze, he didn't dare to refute easily, so he had to agree reluctantly.

“Okay, Mr. Yu, I will try my best. But what if I can’t achieve this goal?”

he asked cautiously.

Yu Yan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and said: "Don't worry, if you can't achieve this goal, then you should be prepared to accept the punishment!"

After saying that, she turned and walked into the classroom.

Bo Siheng looked at her departing back and his expression became even uglier.

At this moment, he forgot all the troubles caused by his father and stepmother, and his mind was only on improving his grades by 200 points.

When Guo Wanqian saw Bo Siheng coming in, he secretly thought something was wrong.

"Brother Heng, how are you? Are you okay?"

Bo Siheng walked to the seat expressionlessly and sat down, saying in a cold tone: "It's okay."

After saying that, he pulled a long face, as if someone owed him millions.

When Guo Wanqian heard what he said, he looked unconvinced.

Nothing? How could it be nothing?

Looking at Brother Heng’s dark face, it looks like he’s about to punch someone in the next second.

However, more shocking things are yet to come.

I saw Bo Siheng with a serious face. He reached out to take out the Chinese textbook from the desk, then lowered his head and began to recite the text seriously.

Guo Wanqian: “???”

What's happening here?

Could it be that Brother Heng is possessed by a ghost?

He looked at the scene in disbelief, his heart full of doubts and confusion.

After a few minutes of silence, Guo Wanqian asked cautiously, "Brother Heng, what are you doing?"

"Can't you see?"

Bo Siheng raised his head from the textbook, pointed at the classical Chinese text, and a trace of pain flashed across his expression for a moment.

It’s too difficult. This classical Chinese text is really too difficult to memorize.

Guo Wanqian swallowed his saliva and smiled flatteringly, "Okay, then you can recite the book! I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his seat.

Oh my God! I don’t know what wronged Brother Heng suffered, but now he is actually memorizing the book honestly. This is too scary!

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the classroom, disrupting Bo Siheng's original thoughts.

He slammed the table and said angrily, "Shut up, everyone. It's study time now. Read your books carefully. If you keep doing anything, I'll kill you. Do you believe it?"

As soon as the words fell, the classroom fell silent.

Guo Wanqian became even more dazed.

Oh my God, Brother Heng is crazy. He is really driven crazy.

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