"Xiao Bei, stop playing!"
In the last row of Class 15, Grade Two, Hu Xiaobei put his hands under his desk and buried his head in the chicken game. He sniffed at the persuasion of his deskmate.
"You won't let me eat chicken after you have finished masturbating? What are you afraid of when the teacher just left?"
The final safety zone appeared. By the time of the exciting finals, he had killed six people. He had an AWM in his hand. The second level head and second level A were weaker, but there were only two people left.
Today was very bad. I didn't eat chicken all day. He is already hungry for victory. Such a good opportunity cannot be missed!
"Hu Xiaobei, the teacher is back again, watching self-study in front!" Wang Zhe, his deskmate, whispered.
"MMP! These two are together!"
Hu Xiaobei was so absorbed and tense that he turned a deaf ear to his deskmate's words.
In the game, two people in the opposite side, one is sniping in the room and the other is rushing with a three-level suit, which soon blocks Hu Xiaobei.
"Xiaobei! The teacher is looking at you!" Wang Zhe reached out and pushed Hu Xiaobei.
Hu Xiaobei finally heard what his deskmate said and shook his hands.
At this time, Hu Xiaobei saw that the other party's "three-level suit" on the screen had rushed over, and the black muzzle of the gun was aimed at him.
When Hu Xiaobei suddenly looked up, he saw that the head teacher sitting beside the platform raised his right hand and also aimed at himself.
Bang!
Laoshi885 uses AKM to kill huxiaobei9596!
Pop!
The head of chalk in the head teacher's hand was like a bullet, which hit Hu Xiaobei's eyebrows accurately and forcefully.
"Self study has to be like self-study! Put away all the mobile phones that should be collected! My drawer of mobile phones is too lazy to confiscate again, so I have to keep them for you..."
Was your head blown?
In the game, he was hit by "Lao Shi 885".
Self study class by the class teacher head.
How can I live this day!
Hu Xiaobei felt a slight pain in his eyebrows and heart. He was in despair. His spirit was shocked and he was in a trance. He didn't listen to the teacher's words.
At this moment, his soul was out of the body, and it seemed that there was a bullet shot from the center of his eyebrows, through his skull, into his brain.
"Hey! My deskmate! Are you all right?"
Wang Zhe felt that Hu Xiaobei was a little unusual and gave him a push.
"Oh? Nothing!"
Hu Xiaobei was so excited that his mobile phone quit the game, and the whole person also got rid of the strange illusion.
He took a deep breath, then he felt wet and cold all over, and unconsciously he broke out in a cold sweat.
There was a head teacher sitting in the classroom, and the self-study class was very quiet. The children's boots were immersed in the sea of questions in the question bank, but in the class group that the teacher could not see, they exploded.
"Who did the old class say just now?"
"Who was found playing with mobile phones?"
"Who is the chalk aimed at?"
"Wait for the truth..."
"Wait for the truth+1..."
"It seems that Wang Zhe was shot?"
At this time, Wang Zhe couldn't help but send a message: "It's not me, it's Xiao Bei. He was shot by (Yan)."
"Poof! It's so dirty..."
"There are beautiful women here, pay attention to the words!"
"666! The old class's marksmanship is still sharp!"
"When you say" head blowing ", you will be a CS expert when you are young..."
If you make statistics, you will find that almost all the children's boots active in the group are sitting in the back rows of the class.
In the back rows, some of them were addicted to games and did poorly, such as Hu Xiaobei.
Some are gifted students. For example, Hu Xiaobei's deskmate Wang Zhe is a fat man who studies art.
And Chen Yixin, the beautiful woman at the front table of Hu Xiaobei, is a long legged beauty and a sports student, but she dances better.
Students with special skills have their own way out, and they are not afraid of poor grades. As long as they can win professional courses, they will be able to go to a good university in 300 points a year.
But what about myself
Hu Xiaobei began to reflect, scanned the chat in the group, and numbly stuffed his mobile phone into his schoolbag.
I am tired and full of despair.
There is no love in life and no thought in death.
Maybe brushing the question can temporarily forget the pain.
He casually took out a physics problem set.
This problem set has 275 pages in total, and the progress of Class 15 has reached the last few pages, but Hu Xiaobei's progress is about a quarter, and basically depends on copying.
In fact, it doesn't matter which one, as long as it can make him forget the pain of being beheaded temporarily.
In order to review for the college entrance examination, the normal course of physics is nearing the end, but Hu Xiaobei finds that he only remembers studying magnetic field, but does not remember what magnetic induction line is. Open the textbook to check.
Is the magnetic induction line imaginary?
It is a closed curve
What is the tangent direction?
The density indicates the strength
Hu Xiaobei finally vaguely remembered that in the class last year, the teacher also talked about the rule of the right hand. He raised his hand and made a gesture.
After more than ten years of schooling, Hu Xiaobei finally realized the benefits of learning. When you devote yourself to it, it can make you forget the pain in reality temporarily.
From this point of view, learning and mobile games are really similar!
Ding!
"The host learns physics with some perception and gains+1 understanding point."
"The most excellent persuasion system is online!"
"The first level persuasion task is generated, please check it in time."
A clear ding dong and three lines of words appeared in front of Hu Xiaobei's eyes.
"Is this... legendary... system possession?!"
He understood and trembled with excitement.
God has eyes!
I am also a systematic person!
Hu Xiaobei burst into tears and repeatedly looked at the words that appeared in front of him. These words flowed into his dry and numb soul like a clear spring, making him feel that he had been reborn.
After a few minutes, he slowly calmed down.
In his mind, he said to the magic system that does not know where it exists: "Check the task!"
Ding!
Text refresh:
"Task: There are thousands of millet in the book! Please pass the physics test in the next month and accumulate ten insights. The persuasion system will arrange generous rewards for the host!"
"At present, the cumulative understanding point is 1."
what?
As a systematic man, the task is just passing?
System! You look down upon people too!
Let's wait and see!
Jingle the bell!
The bell rings after class.
"Hu Xiaobei, come here! Follow me to the office!" Teacher Geng, the head teacher, has a magnetic middle-aged bass voice.
"Brother, good luck!" Wang Zhe, with a sad face, patted Hu Xiaobei on the shoulder. "I will burn paper for you."
"Virtue!" Hu Xiaobei snorted coldly, shook his collar, and followed him in a manly manner.
In the physics teaching and research room of senior two, Mr. Geng looked at Xiaobei's children's boots and couldn't help laughing: "Hu Xiaobei! You can do it! This waist is straight, and I haven't seen you stand up in class! Are you skinny and fleshy and not afraid of scolding? Or are you broken?! If I know you are here for training, I thought I would praise you!"
Hu Xiaobei said solemnly, "Teacher, I'm going to turn over a new leaf and be a new man! I know I missed a lot of classes for fun, and I can't bring up my grades for a while, but I set a small goal for myself first. I, Hu Xiaobei, will pass the physics exam next time!"
"Hey, hey!" Teacher Geng looked him up and down in surprise, nodded: "Good attitude, beautiful words are also good, if you really say that you will get a good result in the physics exam next time, I don't believe it! The next monthly exam is very difficult, okay, I don't expect you to catch up much, don't disturb others' study, just go!"
Hu Xiaobei bowed and turned to leave the classroom.
Teacher Geng looked at his respectful appearance and was surprised that the child was really different from before. Did I wake him up with a piece of chalk?
At school, no students bow to their teachers.
Hu Xiaobei is even more foolhardy, and is no exception in front of teachers.
The bow he made just now was really from the bottom of his heart.
Old Geng is straightforward. Although he often yells and scolds, he is also merciful to Hu Xiaobei. As for arranging him to sit in the back, it was purely because he had killed himself before, and he could not blame the teacher. What made Hu Xiaobei even more moved was that the teacher hit him with chalk in the self-study class just now, which showed that the teacher had not given up his learning slag.
It was not despair, but the hope of rebirth.
