The scumbag lied again [System]

Lao Mu was not in a hurry to go to class, he was still wandering around with his thermos, re-handling the things Gao Erniang hadn't handled well, and turned around to walk in front of the two parties at the center of the topic.

"You two are here, come in and sit down, our class is still not short of goalkeepers." Lao Mu waved at them both with a smile.

As soon as Lao Mu spoke, the whole class couldn't help laughing. Some people even joked that Lao Mu had a lot of face and could definitely afford the two of them to be door gods.

Li Gengchen dragged his deskmate in and said, "Teacher Mu, something happened yesterday, so I got up late today."

Lao Mu waved his hand: "You can still call me Lao Mu according to the traditional convention. Today, I have three fires in my new office, and you two are late, so the first fire will burn you two."

Ou Zaiyang followed Li Gengchen in, sat down and stared at Lao Mu, to see what he was going to say next.

Li Gengchen is a mythical figure among the students of No. 1 Middle School, and the old Mu, Mu Qingfeng is the signboard of No. 1 Middle School. With a top [-] enrollment rate of [-] per year, he is firmly seated as the No. [-] division in Haicheng.

Ou Zaiyang also heard the rumors about him for three years, and when he saw Lao Mu cast his gaze, he raised his eyebrows at him without any fear.

"Since you are late, I will punish you to buy tomorrow's breakfast for the whole class."

Ou Zaiyang didn't expect that the first fire would be so dull, he rushed to the stage and nodded: "No problem."

"Tomorrow, if someone thinks it's not tasty, Ou Zaiyang will make an extra paper, and Li Gengchen is not allowed to sit at the same table with you." Old Mu finished the remaining sentence with a smile.

Ou Zaiyang: "..."

Li Gengchen: "..."

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Lao Mu continued to chat with them: "There is a good boy in our class. The teacher posted his papers, and he still worried about the teacher's wrestling. Such a good boy got into the police station. What do you think is the reason? "

"Brave in righteousness!"

"When the road is injustice, draw your sword to help!"

"Hit a knife in both sides for a friend!"

……

In less than a minute, the students in the audience found countless behavior goals full of personal heroism for the school bully comrades.

After hearing this, Lao Mu nodded again and again, holding the notice of criticism that he had torn off from the bulletin board at some point, tore it into eight parts in front of the whole class, and finally threw it into the trash can himself.

"Although you are still in the ivory tower of the school, and some students are pure as white paper, no matter what happens, you don't have to rush to stand in line, you must have self-judgment."

"Whether Ou Zaiyang is bullying others, or deliberately provoking trouble, you should know better than me.

I don't advocate that you use force to solve problems when you encounter problems, but I will never allow you to be afraid of trouble, hide from trouble, and if your fist hits you, you hit it back again. After Mu Qingfeng finished speaking, he glanced at Zaiyang, lowered his head and took a few sips of water while holding the thermos.

"The school said that the influence is not good, so it will not be punished, but it must be criticized. Qu Zaiyang."

When Ou Zaiyang was called on, he stood up, and he still hadn't figured out what this person wanted to do.

"The cartoon characters drawn in the test paper are pretty good. Ou Zaiyang has a talent for drawing... What are you laughing at? You have to see the good points in everyone." Lao Mu said to the laughing classmates in the front row.

The topic was misleading, and turned to educating students to look at things from a comprehensive and developable perspective, and put an end to one-sided metaphysical one-size-fits-all attitudes.

Ou Zaiyang listened to the old monk Mu Tang chanting sutras, bent down and poked Li Gengchen's arm. Li Gengchen had already fallen into the comic world and didn't plan to come out. He was poked several times before reconnecting with the three-dimensional world.

"I finally understand why Lao Mu is holding a thermos in his hand."

"Huh? Why?"

"Based on his small mouth, ten thermos cups are not enough for him to drink." Ou Zaiyang leaned over and beeped softly.

The two looked at each other and laughed again.

"Ou Zaiyang, since you're good at drawing, you can write the countdown to the college entrance examination at the back of our class, and I'll leave it to you."

"Oh." Ou Zaiyang nodded, waiting for his next words.

As a result, Lao Mu turned around and pointed his finger at Li Gengchen who seemed to be studying hard: "Li Gengchen, I will be responsible for improving the score of your deskmate by at least [-] points."

Ou Zaiyang: "???"

Li Gengchen: "..."

He knew that Lao Mu would not let him off so easily.

"Starting with this monthly exam, let's set a small goal first, how about raising him by [-] points?"

……

One morning and one afternoon on Friday, Ou Zaiyang's legs seemed to be sealed, and he basically didn't move except going to the toilet and the cafeteria to solve people's urgent needs.

Cheng Nan ran over to join in the fun, seeing that Li Gengchen was not sitting on his seat: "Where is the father of the god of learning?"

"Old Mu called to talk."

Cheng Nan let out a cry, and was quite puzzled when he saw the old monk Ou Zaiyang sitting in meditation. He looked around three times and came over to him and asked him, "Second Mom, are you..." so you can't move?

"Fart, let go." Au piled up eight papers in front of Yang, all of which were yesterday's skipped class and today's amount. No matter how many words he wrote, the number of brain cells would die tenfold, reincarnate quickly, and then be exhausted , was reincarnated again.

"Did you... Have it?" Cheng Nan looked at him thoughtfully after finishing speaking.

Think about his more and more erratic behavior recently, his unpredictable temper, he treats him hot and cold, exactly like his cousin who is pregnant and bedridden!

"Have it? What's the matter?"

"Little boby." Cheng Nan said as he reached out and touched Qu Zaiyang's stomach.

"Give you a younger sister, are you happy?!" Ou Zaiyang said through gritted teeth, picked up a book and hit him on the head.

"Aww." Cheng Nan ran around with his head in his arms, seeing that his expression had returned to normal, and the stone hanging in his heart was finally finally let go.

"Happy, I'm very happy!" Cheng Nan added the last sentence without fear of death, and hurried downstairs.

"Happy about your size!" Ou Zaiyang stood up and wanted to chase after him, but tripped over his sore leg and gave up with a hiss.

"Report—" the monitor rushed in, and a bunch of people came over to ask what was going on. The monitor cleared his throat and said, "Old Mu said he would invite everyone to dinner before the monthly exam, so we can discuss when is the best time to eat." , Try not to delay everyone's study and rest time."

The whole class felt like Chinese New Year in an instant, and the screams could blow off the roof.

Li Gengchen walked in from the back door, although he still had the cool old look on his face, but Ou Zaiyang knew at a glance that he had lost the negotiation with Lao Mu.

"What did you say?"

"Old Mu said that he asked all the teachers, and they all agreed that I didn't listen to the class well and didn't do my homework seriously..."

Before Li Gengchen finished speaking, Ou Zaiyang collapsed on the ground laughing.

His way of doing the papers, either only writing the answers or skipping the blanks, made the homework look even more scumbag than his scumbag.

This time the god of learning has overturned.

"so what?"

"So just skip my daily homework." Li Gengchen sighed, and put the paper in his hand on the table.

Ou Zaiyang: "???"

What the hell?

Mo Yue, Zhao Yan, and the others in the back row were distracted and listened. They all gritted their back molars. The happy event of Lao Mu's treat is not at the same level as being free from daily homework.

Everyone has already started to look down for their knives and prepare to sharpen their knives, frantically asking the god of learning.

"Give me the competition question he made himself." Li Gengchen opened his mouth slowly when Ou Zaiyang's fist was only one centimeter away from his forehead.

Qu Zaiyang, who was gasping for breath, almost couldn't retract the fist formed by the 40-meter broadsword.

Looking at Li Gengchen's blinking innocent eyes, he stretched out his middle finger, with a fierce look on his face, and under the expectant eyes of everyone, he flicked lightly on the forehead of Xueshen.

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