I attacked the god of learning

The director of moral education is drinking tea in the office, preparing to sort out the students who will be criticized and praised at the flag-raising ceremony next week.

Hearing a knock on the door, he said, "Come in."

The next moment, a teenager with a mobile phone walked in.

The director of moral education glanced at the boy, but didn't remember who he was from his mediocre appearance, so he just asked, "Hello classmate, what's the matter?"

"Dean of Moral Education, I will report Cheng Xinglin's skipping class during school hours." Said the unattractive boy.

The director of moral education picked up the teacup and was about to drink it. When he heard this, he raised his eyes sharply: "Why do you say that?"

"I have evidence." The teenager took a step forward with his mobile phone and put the photo in front of the moral education director, "Look, this is the photo taken by the classmates just now in the pavilion by the lake—at this time, it is only 1 hour before the class starts. Minutes away, there's no way they're going back to class."

The director of moral education was too lazy to look at the photos, so he pushed the phone away and said seriously: "Student, don't scare me."

Boy: "Where am I..."

Moral education director: "They are just studying by themselves, I already knew that, you can go out now."

As he said that, the director of moral education could not help but politely invite the boy out.

But not long after, there was another knock on the door of his room.

The director of moral education had no choice but to put down the file in his hand again, rubbed his brows and said, "Enter."

Another boy who was equally ordinary and could even be said to be dull.

"What do you do?" the moral education director asked.

"Teacher, I will report Cheng Xinglin..."

"Did you come here in a group?" The director of moral education interrupted him, "I just told your last classmate that he is in self-study, not skipping class in violation of regulations."

"That is to report violations and go to self-study!" The boy is not as easy to dismiss as the man just now, he is neither humble nor overbearing, "I report, why can Cheng Xinglin go to self-study and not in the classroom? This is against the rules!"

"Self-study in violation of the regulations..." The moral education director has been with students for many years, and he has never heard of violations in self-study.

The moral education director almost laughed out of anger, and said to the young man, "The school was informed by their homeroom teacher about their self-study, and the school approved it. Tell me, what is the violation?"

Moral education director: "Okay, class is about to start, you should go back quickly - otherwise you will skip class in violation of the rules and sue yourself."

juvenile:"……"

After all, the boy was also invited out.

On the way back, the boy met the first person who entered the moral education director's office with a mobile phone.

The two exchanged glances, then clicked on the group chat on the phone in disappointment.

[I also failed. ] said the second boy who went in.

His words directly blew up their group.

[Speechless, didn't he say that he hates Cheng Xinglin the most? ? 】

[So protective, how can you hate it?Could it be a misinformation? 】

[Really convinced, the most brainwashed person in the world is Cheng Xinglin, right?The god of learning was also bewitched by him, and the director was also bewitched by him. 】

【So what should we do, just give up? 】

[Give up what the hell? ? ?I'm really sick and crazy. 】

[I already feel disgusted that he can enter the secret base, and now he is still making fireflies by the pavilion, is he worthy?The key costs ten yuan a piece, how many keys does he get? 】

The crowd in the group was excited, but they were stopped by the director of moral education twice just now, and their enthusiasm was finally beaten.

Everyone is angry and angry, and there is nothing they can do.

It can only be like a puff swearing at the street, swearing.

While everyone was cursing, a boy who used words as his profile picture and looked very literary suddenly said in the group: 【I think so. 】

Everyone who was still cursing just now stopped immediately: [Brother Lu, tell me. 】

[I think this is the case. Students in the competition class can decide to study on their own because they are capable and really need more time for self-study, but ordinary students can’t take the teacher’s class if they don’t?Every student is so messy, how can the school manage it? 】

[We just need to tell the director of moral education that his behavior has had a great impact on the study and psychology of the teacher and other students, and the director of moral education will definitely take care of it. 】

It can still be so!

Everyone admired Lu Sihe to death.

After Lu Sihe explained the method, he directly posted a picture in the group.

It is a fake voting map of their forum.

Vote for [Does Cheng Xinglin's self-study affect your learning status?]

More than 500 people participated in the voting, and 80.00% of them said it was affected. There is a fake reply below: I feel that the rhythm has been disrupted, because he is indeed under a lot of psychological pressure and so on.

[If the strength is not strong enough, I remember that some teachers have already been affected by his self-study behavior. 】

[It's called Pang Mengqiu, you can go to her and talk to the director of moral education together. 】

【it is good! 】

[I'll find Teacher Pang after class. 】

[Then I'll take the screenshot and ask the moral education director to see it! 】

[Cheng Xinglin must be stopped from being arrogant, and one more thing, is he worthy? 】

[Not worthy! 】

[Give me back everything that doesn't belong to him! 】

Everyone discussed in the group for a while, and it happened to be the end of get out of class.

According to the division of labor, some people went to Pang Mengqiu, and some went to the director of moral education.

It was a girl who lobbied Pang Mengqiu. When she walked into Pang Mengqiu's office, Luo Yueyue was helping Mi to count a paper.

Seeing the girl pull Pang Mengqiu out, she raised her head and frowned.

It might be the sixth sense of a woman in her body, anyway, Luo Yueyue stood up and followed directly.

Then, she listened to half the process of the girl persuading Pang Mengqiu to go with her to the moral education director to file a complaint.

Why is it half a process.

Because Luo Yueyue couldn't help it later.

She rushed downstairs to borrow an umbrella, and rushed directly to the small pavilion by the lake.

Cheng Xinglin had just finished finishing up the math for tonight, and was about to open the random vocabulary book to start memorizing, when he saw Luo Yueyue slid towards him.

The slippery road didn't stop on a rainy day, and she almost fell directly into the grass.

Cheng Xinglin didn't care whether it was raining or not, he climbed up to the pavilion in one step, stepped out of the grass in two steps, ran to Luo Yueyue abruptly, and grabbed Luo Yueyue.

The grass was indeed slippery, Cheng Xinglin twisted his feet, but he didn't frown.

Under the drizzle, Cheng Xinglin looked at Luo Yueyue: "What are you doing?! Crazy?! Ready to throw yourself into the lake?!"

"Don't be angry." Jian Xing, who reacted a little slower than Cheng Xinglin, also came over, "What's the matter? Student Luo?"

Luo Yueyue did almost slip into the lake just now, and she was also frightened, but when she saw two people getting wet in the rain, Luo Yueyue quickly raised her umbrella and put them in, before saying, "Brother Lin, it's urgent thing!"

"Say it now!"

"That's right. I just heard that some garbage people are gathering some teachers to go to the director of moral education to say that you are not qualified to go to self-study. This behavior affects the teaching order and wants the school to cancel your self-study."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

"They called Pang Mengqiu. It's probably over now. What if the director of moral education thinks what they said is right?" Luo Yueyue was very anxious.

"Perhaps..." Jian Xing thought for a while and said, "Shall we find Teacher You?"

"No, senior."

Cheng Xinglin turned his head and looked at Jian Xing. There was no fear in his eyes as Jian Xing thought, but eagerness to try.

"Someone came here to give me a chance." Cheng Xinglin said with a smile, "Let's go to the director of moral education."

·

Although Jian Xing didn't know what Cheng Xinglin was going to do.

But seeing his confident appearance, Jian Xing smiled, went back to the pavilion to put away the books, took an umbrella, and went to the director of moral education with him.

When Cheng Xinglin and the others arrived, the young man responsible for lobbying the moral education director had just arrived.

The moral education director had just used the students' evening self-study time to finish the red and black rankings for next week. He was just about to make a cup of tea, listen to the sound of the rain, and take a rest when the door was knocked again.

Moral Education Director: "... again?"

But he still said to the door, please come in.

"Student." This time, the moral education director preemptively said, "Are you talking about Cheng Xinglin's self-study? If so, it goes without saying, his self-study has been approved."

"Hi teacher, what I want to question is the school's approval of this matter."

Moral Education Director: "...What do you mean?"

The moral director's words gave the young man courage, and he took a step forward: "Teacher, it's like this. In fact, the students are very dissatisfied with Cheng Xinglin's ability to disobey the school's requirements and go to self-study by himself."

"... Very dissatisfied?" The moral education director frowned, "Why do you say that? Is there any evidence?"

"There is evidence." The boy steadily sent the picture that Lu Si and P had made just now, and the moral education director looked at it with his mobile phone, frowning.

Taking advantage of the moral education director's frown, the boy continued, "Senior Jian Xing and the students in the competition class can study by themselves. We can understand that, they have their own learning ability."

"However, does the teacher really think that every student is qualified for self-study? If everyone wants to learn according to their own method, they don't go to class and learn by themselves, how should the school manage students?"

This time, the moral education director did not immediately drive the students out.

"Cheng Xinglin has brought psychological pressure to some ordinary students" and "the school management will get out of control" two things.

At the same time, it touched the heart of the moral education director.

Seeing that the director of moral education was loose, the young man took advantage of the victory to pursue him: "Teacher, do you really want every student to learn by themselves and behave like this?"

"Let me understand what you mean." It was not the director of moral education who answered the boy, but Cheng Xinglin who walked straight in. "Are you questioning that I am not qualified for self-study?"

The teenager didn't understand the situation a little bit and didn't speak.

Cheng Xinglin ignored him, and just looked at the director of moral education: "Teacher, I also think that not every student should learn by self-study, and more students should follow the teacher's rhythm, but I think I have qualified."

Only then did the boy come to his senses and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"As long as I can prove myself." Cheng Xinglin looked at the director of moral education, "Teacher, if possible, I can apply for a test for me next week. If I don't make progress or the progress is not obvious, then I can stop self-study immediately."

"Do you think it's okay?"

·

Jian Xing understood why Cheng Xinglin said that someone gave him a chance.

The gift is - the opportunity to take an exam.

What they lack most is the exam.

Simply writing the paper is a simulation. No matter how many question types are collected, the tension of the exam cannot be imagined.

Prove yourself, mock exams, kill two birds with one stone.

Jian Xing's eyes fell on Cheng Xinglin's shoulders that were still thin as a piece of paper despite wearing three layers of clothes.

The appreciation and liking that cannot be suppressed came out enthusiastically.

Not everyone can be calm when encountering such a thing.

Not everyone can seize the opportunity to fight for themselves under such circumstances.

But Cheng Xinglin can.

So...he really likes Cheng Xinglin.

When Jian Xing's eyes fell on Cheng Xinglin, the director of moral education was also frantically thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

He muttered something-"But the weekly test can't rank..." "It's okay to secretly post to the forum to calm the public opinion." "But there's not enough time..." "Then take the three main subjects..."

Then, the director of moral education finally raised his head and said to Cheng Xinglin, "I think your idea should be okay, but you have to discuss it with the principal and the teaching and research team. I will tell you how to do it in detail."

Cheng Xinglin: "Okay."

"Then you can go back now."

"Can I still go to self-study tonight?" Cheng Xinglin asked.

"Of course." The moral education director was categorical, and asked the boy next to him, "Do you accept this solution?"

juvenile:"……"

The boy was originally just a marionette, and according to Lu Sihe's idea, he rushed up to be cannon fodder.

He originally thought that Cheng Xinglin would be resolved if he brought up a loophole in this matter.

But how did he know—the loophole can be patched, and it was Cheng Xinglin who patched it up himself.

The young man was stupefied by Cheng Xinglin's style of play, so he could only nod silently.

"That's it, let's go back to each class." The moral education director said, and suddenly saw a woman poking her head at the door, "Pang Mengqiu, what's the matter with you?"

"No, no..." Pang Mengqiu swallowed, "Just take a look."

Pang Mengqiu was finally persuaded, but when he came here and saw such a scene, his mental pressure was doubled, and his mentality almost collapsed.

After saying no, she left first.

Jian Xing looked at her back with a blank expression, then turned to Cheng Xinglin without looking at the boy at all.

In the next second, Jian Xing looked softly and said, "Let's go."

This scene completely fell into the eyes of the complaining teenager, and his heart was stung.

He suddenly felt——what am I doing, being a clown?It's really so ugly that it explodes, so ugly that no one pays attention to it.

Jian Xing walked all the way, looking at Cheng Xinglin's profile.

His eyes were full of Cheng Xinglin.

After being watched by him for a while, Cheng Xinglin felt very uncomfortable, and asked, "You...what do you see me doing, senior."

"I think you are very brave and smart." Very worthy of liking.

"That's not true." Cheng Xinglin was embarrassed by Jian Xing's praise.

While talking, they had reached the ground floor of the administrative building.

Jian Xing took a step forward, and suddenly realized that Cheng Xinglin hadn't followed. He stepped on the steps and looked back.

I saw Cheng Xinglin standing on the stage with his back against the warm lights of the administrative building, smiling at him.

"I just think." Cheng Xinglin said with a smile, "The firefly has only been flying for a day, and it would be a pity if it just disappeared."

"So, I don't want to die."

·

Jian Xing's heart beat wildly in an instant.

He almost wanted to take a step forward and kiss Cheng Xinglin's lips.

but--

Jian Xing glanced at the surveillance camera above their heads, and could only turn all their feelings into a deep one, and then said, "Okay."

"What good?"

"Fireflies will fly every day from now on." Jian Xing said to Cheng Xinglin, "What about now? Do you want to continue watching fireflies?"

"Must!"

As Cheng Xinglin said, he jumped down, Jian Xing held up his umbrella, and continued to take him to the lake to watch "fireflies".

At the same time, the head of the teaching and research team also pushed open the door of the moral education director's office.

The director of moral education thought about it just now, and felt that this matter was feasible, so he called the head of the teaching and research team—the two of them are the upper and lower bunks of a university, and they are so close that they can wear a pair of trousers.

After some discussion between the two, the head of the teaching and research team finally decided to "test the quality of the recent teaching and check for the first Qingbei class selection exam" as an excuse.

Call the teachers of Chinese, Mathematics, and Foreign Languages ​​to come over and ask them to produce a set of papers, and they will conduct a weekly test on the next Monday.

This weekly test requires looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside. In addition to the fact that there is no test room, the invigilation requirements are the same as the monthly test requirements, and a secret ranking is also required at the end.

This kind of task is assigned frequently and is quite routine.

The teachers have already prepared the relevant test papers in their hands, and they will hold an internal meeting of the teaching group to discuss it, and the papers will be sent out for the exam next Monday.

Cheng Xinglin's first subject in his class was English.

When Pang Mengqiu announced the news, Cheng Xinglin was still a little nervous.

Although he already knew that there would be a weekly test today.

I also did some questions this week, knowing that my memory of words is effective.

But don't be nervous at all, that's not possible at all.

The same is true for students in the world. When Hang Yitong heard about the weekly test, he immediately collapsed: "Why, why is there another exam!!!"

"Damn it." Luo Yueyue slapped Hang Yitong on the head directly, "If you don't want to take the exam, don't affect the students who want to take the exam."

After Luo Yueyue beat Hang Yitong, she said again: "Brother Lin, do you want to sit in the front and listen to your hearing? Will sitting here affect your performance?"

Cheng Xinglin: "It's too exaggerated, no need."

The two of them quarreled, and most of the tension in Cheng Xinglin's heart had gone.

After the papers were handed out, the tension in Cheng Xing's heart almost disappeared.

Anyway, it's just a question.

How different is it from doing the questions at Jianxing's secret base next to the fireflies by the lake?

Flow came as expected.

After Cheng Xinglin finished a set of English papers, he checked the papers in the last 2 minutes and calculated the scores a little.

There are almost no obstacles in reading these questions of cloze, and his grammar itself has passed the test, so there is no big problem with single choice.

For composition and listening, points will definitely be deducted, but it is also within the controllable range.

The second subject is mathematics.

Most of the questions Cheng Xinglin could find out at a glance what formulas were needed to be tested, and it was not difficult to use formulas to calculate.

It's just that they haven't reviewed some sections yet. Cheng Xinglin relied on his previous knowledge to do it, and he didn't do very well.

However, it is true that only points that were not reviewed were lost, so Cheng Xinglin was not anxious.

Finish it steadily and hand in the paper.

After finishing the last Chinese subject, it was already time for him to make up mathematics.

So as soon as the Chinese test was over, Cheng Xinglin calmly picked up the vocabulary book and prepared to go to the secret base to continue memorizing it.

"How do I feel, Brother Lin is really a bit of a master student now?" Hang Yitong almost failed the exam after a day of exams. Seeing the back of Cheng Xinglin holding a vocabulary book, he couldn't help being in awe.

"Remove the dots." Luo Yueyue said, "Brother Lin is a top student, OK."

That is indeed a master.

The teachers of Yucheng High School graded the papers quickly, and the grades of each class were released before the evening self-study was over.

Then the teachers caught an unlucky student to help enter the grades, which were submitted at 09:30 in the evening.

The results of the whole grade are summarized on the computer of the director of teaching and research, and the director of teaching and research personally pulls Excel to make relevant rankings.

Just after the line was arranged, the director of moral education who was waiting by the side with a teacup came up nervously.

"How is it?" asked the director of moral education.

"Look for yourself!" The teaching and research director generously gave up his computer.

The director of moral education hurriedly entered the three words Cheng Xinglin for query.

Click on search, and found out——Cheng Xinglin has already entered the ranks of key classes only in terms of the ranking of these three subjects.

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"Okay!" The director of moral education was overjoyed, and without delay, he quickly took a picture of the ranking with his mobile phone, registered a small account, and put it in the forum.

Subject post: [I saw that Cheng Xinglin ranked in the weekly test, did he enter the key class? 】

Below is the picture taken by the director of moral education. It is a bit flowery, but the ranking can be recognized perfectly.

As long as you bring the word Cheng Xinglin, the speed of building the building will be very fast.

[Fuck, this ranking is a proper key class, right? 】

[Damn, brother Lin is also some kind of student god, right? ? ?Progress so fast? 】

【Last time, I thought he and Jian Shen made up lessons jt to find an excuse to fall in love. It was me who overstepped, made up, really made up. 】

[It's not that Jane made up for it well. 】

【Just kidding?Have you ever studied?No matter how well others make up for you, can you improve yourself if you don't work hard? 】

Everyone in the forum offered their knees one after another.

But Cheng Xinglin didn't know these things either.

When the director posted the forum, he and Jane just walked to the pavilion by the lake to light up the fireflies.

He and Jian Xing both finished a class recently, and when night fell, they went to the pavilion by the lake to continue studying.

There have been many rainy days recently, and the breeze is gentle when it rains, which is very pleasant.

Cheng Xinglin looked at the artificial fireflies in a carefree manner, and leaned head to head with Jian Xing, analyzing the gains and losses of this paper.

Everyone who ran over to chirp about his self-study last time was called to the office of the director of moral education and lectured directly.

"Last time you said that you thought Cheng Xinglin was not qualified for self-study, are you convinced now?"

Teenagers: "..."

"It has been proven that Cheng's self-study is very effective, and he is fully qualified for self-study." The director of moral education said, "In the future, I don't want to hear the old gossip on campus, understand?"

"You are students. You go to school to learn knowledge and learn to be human. Don't use this set of disgusting things on your classmates."

The dean of teaching was very harsh, and two of them cried.

But the remaining one is still stubborn: "Then, is his score real? Who knows if he cheated..."

"Student, are you questioning the seriousness and fairness of our invigilator?" The director of moral education was directly angry, "What reason do you have to judge your classmate with such malice? If you say such a thing, I will Question your character!"

The director of moral education took a deep breath and let it out slowly: "This time, I forgive you, but if I hear any such voices on campus, I will talk to your parents."

The moral education director talks to the parents...

That was really scary.

The boy dared not speak.

The moral education director didn't want to talk to them anymore, and was about to let them go out when his door was knocked again.

This time, the person who came in was no longer ugly, but a very handsome young man.

"What's the matter with you?" The moral education director suppressed his anger.

"Moral education director, hello, excuse me." The young man had a decent smile on his face, and he held up his mobile phone, which contained the photos of Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin's artificial fireflies.

"Students make the lakeside so fancy and don't concentrate on their studies. I want to ask, is this an act supported by the school?"

·

Therefore, there will never be only one wave of tricks to hurt people.

If one trick doesn't work, there is another trick.

Cannot revoke your self-study qualification.

Then you can also dismantle your favorite fireflies.

Cheng Xinglin didn't know what happened, he only knew that when he and Jian Xing were discussing the papers, the director of moral education came over.

He also looked at him with an expression of hating iron but not steel.

"... Teacher, what's the matter?"

The director of moral education glanced at the romantic and beautiful fireflies next to them, and asked angrily, "Can't you go to the regular point when you last self-study?"

"what……"

"Is it a learning atmosphere to make the school so fancy?" asked the moral education director, "I tell you clearly that some students have expressed their dissatisfaction with your decoration today. Take it all down."

"...Why?" Cheng Xinglin didn't understand.

"Because this is the school's rules and regulations! Students should focus on their studies!"

The director of moral education had protected Cheng Xinglin before because he was concentrating on his studies.

But now, the director of moral education will also ask Cheng Xing to dismantle the decoration for the reason of "concentrate on studying".

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

"I... my weekly test should prove that I am not affected by this."

The director of moral education pursed his lips, ignored him, and just repeated: "In short, before tonight, dismantle it."

……

This is impossible to communicate.

Is it really going to be dismantled?

This piece of fireflies finally lit up.

The firefly he never wants to lose.

Cheng Xinglin glanced blankly at the firefly next to him.

But I saw the scene where Jian Xing held up the mobile phone and handed it to the director of moral education.

"What?" The moral education director frowned.

"The principal's call." Jian Xing said, "He has something to say about our fireflies."