"Are you sure?" Song Qi asked them.
"Then we kill Teacher Jiang in front of No. 20?" He Langlang asked tentatively.
Song Qi raised her head. She couldn't say whether these people's suggestions were useful, but they had already felt the consequences of the cycle, and their bodies would become tired and weak.
"If we are wrong, we don't know how many times we can sustain this situation." Song Qi said her thoughts lightly.
The three of them also hesitated for a while. Song Qi was right. The consequences of failure must be considered. Too many cycles may lead to their death.
"It's always good to let No. 20 vent his anger." He Langlang scratched his head.
The silver bell over there has returned, and No. 20 is in front of her.
Because she was afraid of arousing the hatred of the NPC, Yin Ling just followed silently.
There was another math class next, so I went there with a piece of scratch paper.
"Can you help me find the solution to this problem?"
On the draft paper of Wufeng Bubu were the questions and most of the answers from the previous math class.
No. 20 looked at him blankly and said quickly, "Please help me take a look and tell me in the next class."
If there is one less teacher to scold, there is no guarantee it will be effective.
The NPC next to him looked at Wu Fengqi strangely. When he saw Wu Fengqi leaving, he turned back. It didn't look like there was any danger.
There are still five minutes left before class, so I should be able to remember more or less.
Song Qi gave a thumbs up. His memory was still good.
He Langlang whispered: "I really have you, but I don't know how much she can remember."
On the 20th, I had already started working hard on my scratch paper.
It's all calm, so he brushes off his clothes, hiding his merit and fame, just waiting for the next math class to see what results the 20th will bring him.
Mathematics class is coming soon, and on the 20th, I can only put the scratch paper that Wufenggai gave me in the book next to me.
The math teacher still wrote the questions on the blackboard. Every time on the 20th, the question on the right was the one on the right. The one on the right that Wu Feng couldn't remember was naturally the one on the right.
"No. 20, No. 21."
On the 21st, there was no wind, so he naturally walked to the question on the left, and the math teacher stopped him.
"Write the one on the right."
Wufengqiu's face changed slightly, but under the gaze of the math teacher, he could only go to the right.
He Langlang and Wuhu Aizai below both had slumped expressions on their faces, unable to prevent what happened next. There had been no such changes before.
Wu Fengqi glanced at No. 20 next to him, and No. 20 shivered and wrote an explanation.
"Don't whisper." The math teacher cleared her throat and said.
There is nothing I can do but finish writing the question in front of me and then return to my seat.
Only half of the problem-solving ideas for No. 20 were written down. The math teacher waited for her for a while and said coldly: "Come to my office after class."
Wufengqi held the pen, veins popped out on the back of his hand, but it still didn't work. What was supposed to happen still happened. He should have remembered both questions.
Now this road is unavailable, so we can only try our best to avoid the future problems.
But what to do with the quiz?
Are they going to steal the papers, or should they exchange the name of No. 20 with theirs?
The risk of getting caught doing this is too high, after all, the rules on the class bulletin board say cheating is not allowed.
The cycle reached a deadlock. Song Qi copied the questions and answers on the scratch paper and read them carefully several times.
She picked up some of the forgotten knowledge.
(End of chapter)
