After wearing a book, I was forced to celebrate the school grass family

The next day, Qi Ji arrived at the classroom early in the morning.

To his surprise, there were already many students sitting in the classroom one after another, and they were all a little dazed when they saw him come in.

One of the girls sitting in the front row kindly reminded him: "Student, did you go to the wrong classroom? This is Class Two, Senior Two."

After yesterday's oolong incident, Qi Ji is used to this level of misunderstanding.

He smiled politely at the girl, walked straight to his seat, sat down, and opened the new book he just received yesterday.

The textbooks for the second year of high school are relatively simple, and the content is basically what he has learned before. He was worried that the cultural knowledge of the two worlds would be different, but now he feels relieved after reading it.

Qi Ji still doesn't know how his serious look at the textbooks will look in the eyes of others, but the discussions around him have already started to sound.

"...Is that Qiji?"

The girl pointed to the strange boy who was sitting in the same seat, and said to her deskmate in a low voice.

"It doesn't look like it, maybe it's a friend?"

The deskmate also had a dull face.

Why is it only a summer vacation, did this person go for plastic surgery?

The girl looked back at Qi Ji carefully for a long time, and finally whispered: "You are so handsome..."

Deskmate:"……"

Qi Ji quickly flipped through the entire book, checked the time, and began to tidy up the desk.

The desk was in a mess. The books from last semester were still on the table. Qi Ji randomly picked out a book and opened it. He was shocked by the full amount of handwriting inside.

That's right, it is "full of handwriting" instead of "full of notes". There is no word related to learning in this book. On all the pages and in every corner, there are repeatedly drawn "Jiang" with a ballpoint pen. Also" two characters.

Every word revealed the madness and paranoia of the original body, Qi Ji felt a little indescribable after reading it, and closed the book with his hand.

The people in the classroom gradually came together, including Jiang Yi, who had already sat in the third row by the window.

At this time, a series of belated footsteps sounded in the corridor.

A few seconds later, the originally quiet morning reading atmosphere in the classroom was cut through by a roar: "Chicken brother! You are earlier than me?? And you haven't woken me up yet?!"

Qi Ji knew who it was.

I saw Wang Ba angrily walking over with two sacks in his hands, threw a bag on his table cursingly, and opened his own share cursingly, and suddenly there was a strange smell of fried dumplings. the whole classroom.

"Why didn't I call you, and I didn't wake up after calling you for a long time, what can I do? I'm also very helpless." Qi Ji couldn't help pinching his nose, "My God, this smell... the fried dumplings from the cafeteria you bought ?”

In fact, Wang Ba also knew that he couldn’t wake up, so he didn’t bother with him: “Yeah, don’t you like fried dumplings in the cafeteria? I used to ask me to bring them for you, and said that I like the ones stuffed with leeks the most. .”

Qi Ji: "???"

Are you serious?

The smell of fried dumplings was so strong that the students in the front row pinched their noses and looked over.

The sad look in his eyes took Qi Ji away.

Wang Ba didn't care at all. After eating one, he found that Qiji hadn't moved yet, so he simply picked up the soy milk and stuffed it directly into his hand.

"Hurry up and eat, the old class will be here in a while."

His voice was not low, and Qi Ji suddenly felt a different gaze staring at him.

He raised his head suspiciously, just in time to see Jiang Yi by the window turning his head back.

Qi Ji paused, and began to suck the soy milk heartlessly under Wang Ba's supervision.

When the head teacher stepped into the classroom, Qi Ji was picking up a fried dumpling and was about to put it into his mouth.

He didn't want to eat it at first, but bastard ate too deliciously beside him, and he didn't have breakfast, so he was a little hungry now.

Their homeroom teacher taught mathematics. He was a standard and extremely smart middle-aged man with a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.As soon as he entered the classroom, the tumultuous classroom immediately became as quiet as a chicken.

The homeroom teacher was tall and burly, so he spotted the two who were eating breakfast in the back row at a glance.

He pushed his glasses and said loudly: "Wang Yuhang, you are eating in the classroom again! Come to my office after class. Also, the one next to you, yes, is you, which class are you in? Run to our class Where are you coming to visit?"

Qi Ji: "..."

As if guessing who the head teacher was talking about, Jiang Yi turned his head lightly and glanced at Qi Ji.

Maybe it's the inexplicable subtle connection between the licking dog and the protagonist. The male protagonist just glanced at him lightly, and Qiji felt a different and strong sense of gaze.

But he doesn't have time to pursue these things now, so he put down the fried dumplings and stood up and said, "Teacher, I'm all in the same place."

The homeroom teacher gave a suspicious sound, pushed his glasses hard, and carefully scrutinized Qi Ji's face. After a while, he finally recognized him: "Qi Ji? Okay, come to my office after class."

Wang Ba: "Pfft!"

Qi Ji: "..."

There were quite a few students who came late in the class before and didn't notice that Qi Ji had changed into a living person. Now that they saw it, they couldn't help talking about it.

"What? Is that Qiji?"

"Let me go, does Qi Ji look like this? So, was that appearance before deliberately pretending to be ugly to avoid debts or something?"

"The rich second generation, what kind of debt is escaping."

The discussion became louder and louder, and the entire classroom turned into a noisy vegetable market for a while.

The head teacher knocked on the table unhappily: "It's all right, all right, stop making trouble, time is precious, start class right away, and review the final exam papers of last semester."

As soon as they heard that the paper was about to be judged, someone immediately yelled with guilt.

The teacher in charge knocked on the table, and said in a low voice, "Why howling? Do you know that when the math paper came out this time, half of my head was bald this summer? The average score was only 98, just passed the pass line! This means What? It means that at least a quarter of the students failed!!! You even said it was a key class, so you show the teacher this kind of grade? You guys, you are really the worst class I have ever taught!"

After the class teacher finished speaking, he plucked his hair, which was not much at all, and seemed really angry.

A boy in the front row wailed because of his grades: "It's not our fault, it's because the test paper is too difficult this time!"

The head teacher said angrily: "Zhou Xiao shut up, and I'll settle the score with you when I get down."

The boy groaned, made a movement of zipping, and shut up obediently.

The students laughed, and the atmosphere finally became a little more relaxed.

The homeroom teacher got angry and finally calmed down. He took the test paper from the class representative and said, "This time the test paper is quite difficult. Although the overall score is not satisfactory, some students in our class still got the highest grade in the test."

The class suddenly fell silent, and several students with good grades pricked up their ears at the same time.

The head teacher took out the first sheet from the paper, showed the score, and said cheerfully: "Jiang Yi, with 146 points, No.1 in the whole grade."

The class was quiet for a while, and then burst into applause.

"Keep working hard," the homeroom teacher encouraged Jiang Yi when he came up to collect the papers, "The last question is a bit out of line, but your thinking is correct. It would be even better if you were more careful."

"Thank you, teacher." Jiang Yi took the paper with a calm expression, and in Qi Ji's eyes he could be called the number one bully.

Then the head teacher read out the names and grades one by one, and publicly executed all the students.

When he read Qiji, he was already the last one.

Perhaps out of consideration for his face, the teacher in charge didn't read the scores, but said meaningfully when he took the papers and walked back: "One month later, the school will have a sub-examination of arts and sciences. At that time, some classmates may We were assigned to our second class, and everyone worked hard to stay."

There are a total of thirteen classes in the second year of the attached high school, of which only class [-] and class [-] are key classes.

This exam is said to be divided into classes in arts and sciences. In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that in addition to the purpose of classifying subjects, some of the tail end of the crane will be divided into key classes, and then the top students with excellent grades will be recruited from parallel classes to study.

This is a cruel survival of the fittest. The High School has always adhered to the most basic principle. Students who do not work hard are not eligible to receive the best teaching resources in key classes.

Qi Ji paused slightly when he heard the extremely targeted words, and showed a gentle smile: "Thank you, teacher."

Then, under Wang Ba's worried eyes, he returned to his seat.

After Qi Ji sat down, he was obviously not in a good mood. Wang Ba scratched his head and scratched his head for a while, took out a pencil and wrote a few big characters on the paper, and pushed it over to show him: "It's okay, you go to the parallel class to accompany you."

Qi Ji saw those words, but didn't have time to pay attention to him.

He was shocked by the big, bright red 18 points marked on his own paper.