School grass he is too good

After finishing the last subject, Cheng Tiao calculated the total score privately, and it can be said that it was horrible.

Especially this time, the math was much more difficult than everyone expected. I don't know if it was caused by the brother who sold the test questions. Anyway, everyone was basically depressed after the test.

"It's going to die, math is really difficult this time." Wei Lan said helplessly.

Compared with the previous paper, the difficulty of today's exam has increased by not a little bit.

After Lin Gun walked out of the examination room, his eyes were already glazed over, and he was a little shaky when he walked.

He stood in the corridor, looked up at the sky in despair and wailed, "After the grades come out, I will definitely be beaten by my dad. The math this time is simply not done by humans."

The math paper Cheng Tiao basically emptied the next few big questions, because he couldn't do any of the questions, and he wanted to hand in the paper a long time ago.

However, Director Wang was patrolling the corridor at that time, so he lay on his stomach and slept for another 10 minutes, and did not dare to leave the examination room until the other party left.

Lin Jian came out about two or three minutes later than him. At that time, the two looked at each other with some appreciation in their eyes.

I checked my eyes, this is an excellent person like me!

"No, I'm just curious, Brother Tiao, why are you so calm?" Lin Gun looked at Cheng Tiao with some resentment and asked.

The mileage skipped on weekdays is still his easy-to-use fool's notes.So it stands to reason that with the other party's normal level, it shouldn't be so easy no matter what.

Cheng Tiao smiled indifferently: "Why don't I stay calm? Anyway, your dad won't beat me up."

Lin Gun Gun fell silent. Although this guy didn't do well in the exam, his psychological quality is very good.

"Mr. Bai, this Cheng Tiao is from your class, right?" A female teacher in the Chinese teaching and research group changed the composition, abruptly showing a murderous look.

She glared at Teacher Bai who was drinking wolfberry tea and flipping through the papers beside her and asked.

Teacher Bai slowly put the health pot on the table, and looked at the teacher with a smile: "Yes, but his foundation is not good, Teacher Lin, please take care of me."

"It's not a question of lack of foundation, it's a question of attitude. Look at how he wrote this composition!" As he spoke, Teacher Lin took Cheng Tiao's paper to Teacher Bai's desk.

She lay down on her office chair angrily, and took a sip of herbal tea: "Let me tell you, it's not that I haven't changed my composition to 0 points in these years, but it's the first time I've seen such an arrogant one!"

Lao Bai lowered his head and looked at the test paper. There were only two lines of large characters written on the composition page with a thousand grids, and the handwriting was ethereal and elegant.

He was also taken aback when he saw those two lines, and then he turned the paper back to the front, and couldn't help but let out a laugh.

The head teacher of Class [-] also came over curiously, wanting to know what kind of composition could make Teacher Lin so angry. After looking at the composition, he turned the paper to the front page and laughed out loud.

"Mr. Lin, you don't need to be too angry. This may be what young people like now. What is that called? Yes, performance art!" The teacher held back a smile and looked at the paper twice, and even couldn't help taking out his phone Take a photo.

His actions attracted other teachers who corrected papers, and they all came over one after another, wanting to see what is so special about the composition.

"Pfft, Lao Bai, the students in your class are really unique." After reading the test paper, a teacher gave a very high evaluation.

Teacher Bai shook his head and couldn't help laughing for a while, then tapped the paper twice helplessly: "Cheng Tiao..."

The sad times always come very quickly, the teachers of all subjects are very efficient, and the rankings of the three subjects have been pasted on the board in the corridor with red paper.

Cheng Tiao was tall, and even when everyone surrounded the scoreboard, he could still read the red paper from a distance.

At first, he wasn't very interested in making himself depressed, but when he glanced at it casually, he was attracted by the first line of the red paper.

The total score of the three subjects of Chinese, Mathematics and English is 415 points, and the first class is Lin Jian.

The score is indeed very good, even 2391 points higher than No.24.

But the score is not the point, nor is the ranking, the key is Lin Jian!

Cheng Tiao couldn't help but licked his back molars that had been loose recently, and inexplicably became angry. He didn't remember that there was a second student named Lin Jian in the class.

He snorted softly, and walked slowly towards the toilet with his pockets in his pockets, with a hint of murderous intent in his steps.

The originally blocked corridor suddenly became quiet, and everyone spontaneously made way for him.

After Cheng Tiao left, someone curiously looked for his ranking. The total score of the three subjects was 254, and he was ranked 487 in the whole year.

It's actually much higher than what they imagined. Logically speaking, shouldn't the sum of the three subjects be less than three digits for such a boss?

"Let me tell you, brother Tiao's thermos must be filled with wine, do you believe it?" Lin Gun turned around and whispered while Cheng Tiao was going to the bathroom. booze.

Lin Jian recently had a stuffy nose and didn't smell anything, so he retorted in disbelief, "I can't, my tablemate is so obedient, how could I drink?"

Are you kidding, their Cheng Youwei is a good boy who has never even been to an Internet cafe, how could he do such a thing as drinking during class?

"Do you know after verifying it?" Wei Lan raised his eyebrows, and carried Cheng Tiao's large thermos cup on the ground to the table.

Lin Jian glanced at him like a fool, and said with a sneer, "Pour your house wine into a thermos?"

"Maybe there are goji berries in it." A classmate on the opposite side complained.

Without further ado, Lin Gun directly took a disposable paper cup from the water dispenser and put it on the table, then unscrewed the thermos cup and poured out half a cup of transparent liquid.

In an instant, a strong smell of alcohol hit his face, even Lin Jian with a stuffy nose could smell a faint smell of alcohol.

"Maybe it's just a drink with some alcohol." He said stubbornly.

As he spoke, he picked up the lighter that Cheng Tiao put on the table: "Let me tell you, this thing must not have a high alcohol content. If you don't believe me, take a look."

Lin Jian conveniently pressed the lighter on the glass of liquid, and with a swipe, the glass and the liquid immediately ignited. Thanks to his quick reaction, otherwise his eyebrows might be on fire.

"Damn it!" The passing squad leader took the broom and knocked the cup to the ground with quick eyes and hands. There was a faint fire on the concrete floor, and he slapped it hard twice with the broom.

The plastic broom slowly released a trace of black smoke, which also showed signs of burning.

The remaining liquid was still burning tenaciously on Cheng Tiao's tabletop, but fortunately the plywood on the tabletop was not so easy to ignite.

But he was still so frightened that Lin Gun picked up the textbook and slapped it on the fire. The tongue of fire easily penetrated the fragile Chinese textbook, and he quickly threw the book with sparks on the ground.

The book caught fire all of a sudden, and the fire seemed to be quite prosperous.

Lin Gun's face suddenly turned pale, because he remembered that what he was holding seemed to be Cheng Tiao's book.

"Grass, Li Feng, go and stamp out the fire on the ground, the fire is not big." The squad leader shouted.

The classmate who was called was a little dissatisfied and asked, "Damn, why didn't you go?"

"My aj, what should I do if it is on fire?"

"I fucking coconut, I burn more easily!"

In the next second, they all closed their mouths and looked at the tall figure in unison, with admiration in their eyes.

Cheng Tiao's figure appeared even taller in their eyes, as if he was a hero, saving people from fire and water!

He is coming, he is coming!He came with a fire extinguisher!

Cheng Tiao frowned and pulled his desk to the back of the classroom, and used a dry powder fire extinguisher to extinguish all the fire on the desk and on the ground.

Afterwards, he glanced at Lin Jian nervously, but noticed the lighter in his hand...

Cheng Tiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a dangerous aura around him.

After casually looking at the few pages of the textbook on the floor for a while, he suddenly raised his eyes and laughed: "Lin Jian, have you figured out how to die?"

Lin Jian: "..." shivering.jpg

The author has something to say: I thought about it and found that I actually got a zero-point composition, and the topic of the composition seemed to be about hope.At that time, I was in the second stage of middle school, and I boldly and arrogantly wrote an imaginary article about the end of the world. At the end, there was a show operation of gg all over the world.

Many years have passed, and I still remember the four big characters written in bright red by the class teacher on my composition.

"Seriously off topic!!!"

In addition, if you have nothing to do, never play with fire, never!