What should I do if I suddenly become sperm and have no account indicators?

"No!" Jin Liufang slammed the door and slapped Qi Jiang's nose.

Qi Jiang touched his nose with a disheveled face, and knocked on the door persistently: "Jin Liufang, please."

A roar came from the door: "If you say you won't give it, you won't give it!"

Qi Jiang continued to be persuasive and persuasive: "You can tell me to do anything, I really beg you."

"Go away!" Jin Liufang was furious.

"Oh, see you tomorrow then." Qi Jiang walked back in despair.

The next day was the official class. Qi Jiang covered his chest under the quilt and silently recited the ninety-nine multiplication table three times in his heart, thinking that he could finally formally attend class. What to teach, the more he thought about it, the more he felt eager to try it. He tossed and turned for a long time, and recited the multiplication table several times, and fell asleep at some point.

When Qi Jiang woke up, it was daylight. He jumped out of bed, dressed and washed, sorted out the things in his schoolbag, pencils, erasers, water-based pens, homework books, and the textbooks had not been handed out yet. On the road tragically.He only scored eight points in the entrance examination for academic ability, and was assigned to the preparatory class for elementary education according to his academic ability—not even elementary education. I heard that there were very few students in their class, only a dozen or so.

Qi Jiang entered the classroom, but there was no one there. He opened the window, cleaned the podium, and sat down in a seat in the middle of the first row.

He was writing the few new characters he had learned upside down in front of his desk, when footsteps came one after another, someone pulled out a chair and sat next to him, and there was chatter and laughter.Qi Jiang was tensing his nerves and concentrating on writing, restraining himself and trying not to be distracted.

Before I knew it, it was time for class.

"Teacher...teacher..." Teacher Liao adjusted his glasses, only to see the hand poking from the back of the head of the person in front of him after jumping up and down.

"What's wrong with this student?"

"I can't see!" The other party said in a childish voice, only hearing his voice but not seeing him.

"Uh," Teacher Liao looked at the roster, and then at Qi Jiang who was sitting upright in the first row, "this student... did you go to the wrong class?"

Qi Jiang blinked, "Preparatory class?"

Teacher Liao blinked after him and nodded.

Enlightened, Qi Jiang hurriedly packed his belongings into his bag, and ran to the back row in desperation.Why didn't anyone tell him before that the students in the preparatory class are generally children!

Yi Shui'er's big black and white clear eyes blinked and looked back at him. Teacher Liao had no choice but to knock on the podium, "Students, pay attention to discipline. When you enter school, you must know that you are already a big child, and you can't be like a child." I used to be so willful in the small class of the training class. Your parents sent you to the base in the hope that you would learn more scientific and cultural knowledge and become useful people to society in the future. You should not disappoint their expectations, understand?"

The children who were sitting in disarray answered in a drawn-out tone: "It's clear——"

Qi Jiang felt ashamed and wanted to dig a tunnel down.

But the class still has to be taken.

Teacher Liao opened the textbook, coughed lightly, and said: "Because our class is mainly to prepare for the study of regular courses in the base in the future, so the teacher also hopes to lead the students to get started as quickly as possible. The development of social sciences, or the science of spiritual power, this is your starting point, I hope that students will not take it lightly because the content is simple, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, understand?"

There was a childish voice in the class: "Listen—understand——"

"Okay, to save time, let's turn to the third page of No. 20. This semester's teaching tasks are heavy. We will not talk about the pinyin chapter once. Is there any student who doesn't know pinyin? Raise your hand."

Qi Jiang honestly raised his hand tremblingly, but it was a pity that he was sitting in the corner of the back row against the backdrop of a small place, like an abrupt decoration, which was automatically ignored by the teacher.Teacher Liao looked around, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Well, I will take you to read it in 10 minutes, and then we will start from the first section of Chapter 2."

Qi Jiang's heart felt cold.

Jin Liufang took a stack of documents and went to the teaching building next door. It was almost seven o'clock, and he was in a hurry to go back to the dormitory.Originally, he could go back to school at 05:30, but he was caught by the teacher and ordered half a box of staples in the office, and now he is asked to send it to the teacher's office in the next building.

Going to school is really boring.Holding a pile of documents, Jin Liufang thought, when I was in Luoyang, except for the first two years when my parents practiced brush calligraphy and memorized ancient poems at the desk, it was more painful. When I was young, I went to fly a kite at the White Horse Temple, took Fa Xiao and my sister, and ran as I wanted in the wilderness, laughing louder than anyone else.

It's a pity that even if they are goblins, they will drift away with the water in a hurry.As he thought about it, his arms became more and more sore. He wanted to put down the documents on the spot and buy a plane ticket back to Luoyang. Anyway, the old man at home would not say anything. What's the use.

He was walking in the corridor while slandering, when suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that one of the classrooms was unlocked.Hey, the lower grades are just worrying. Fortunately, I met him, a senior who is as careful as a hair and loves the younger generation. Otherwise, I would cry if I lost something the next day.

He put the document on the window sill, and approached to see which class it was, "Qi Jiang?"

Qi Jiang was stuttering at the table and reciting pinyin, when he turned around and saw Jin Liufang standing at the door, the setting sun enveloped him, "Uh, Jin Liufang." He opened his mouth and hesitated, "Well, your household registration ah……"

Jin Liufang's face darkened immediately when the pot was left open and which pot was lifted.

"What are you doing?" Jin Liufang asked, ignoring his words.

Qi Jiang scratched his head, "Learn Pinyin..." He added, "I will lock the door, you go first."

After talking about it, Qi Jiang regretted it again, how could he be so self-indulgent, as if Jin Liufang insisted on waiting for him.

Jin Liufang replied blankly: "Oh." He really turned around and left.

Qi Jiang's heart felt cold for the second time today. He didn't know which sentence he said was wrong, or it seemed that any sentence was wrong.He bit the pen hesitantly, and forced himself to stare at the textbook and try to memorize it.

After he finished reciting the bpmf, he suddenly heard someone pull out a chair and sit down next to him. The chairs in the preparatory class were too small, and Jin Liufang was sitting sprawled in disarray. Qi Jiang looked up at him and was stunned. Jin Liufang rudely Pulling his textbook, "Here," he flipped through the pages, and said, "I want to see what makes you stay so late after class to study."