Even if it is true, Zuo Ye still doesn't know how to do it.
Actually, when Zuo Ye was relatively young...probably in elementary school?
At that time, I had always been writing stroke by stroke, pursuing neatness, but I don’t know when Zuo Ye began to pursue speed.
It was said to be a wild calligraphy because the head teacher of the junior high school commented on Zuo Ye's calligraphy and asked him to read it on stage to see if he could understand it.
...The result is of course understandable.
After all, this is Zuo Ye's own masterpiece, how could he not understand it?
Although there are indeed one or two...three, four, five, six or seven characters in it that even Zuo Ye himself cannot understand, Nian can still read them out based on the context and remaining memory.
At most, it just takes a while to analyze it.
After hearing Zuo Ye's words, Suzuki Sonoko was confused for a while. Due to her brain having no rest all night, she didn't say anything more and just returned the homework to Zuo Ye.
Soon, the head teacher walked into the classroom. After seeing Zuo Ye, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
It seems that this child has gradually become more active in going to school, which is a good sign.
After nodding with satisfaction, the class teacher asked the students to submit their summer homework for inspection. The first one to inspect was of course Zuo Ye, who had made great improvements in himself.
When I opened the first book, I was immediately struck by the beautiful handwriting. I could see that it was written very seriously.
After flipping through a few pages, the head teacher nodded with satisfaction again. Sure enough, after three days apart, it should be viewed with admiration.
Then the head teacher opened the second book.
Compared with the previous one, the handwriting in this one is obviously a little worse, but it's not bad, at least it's finished. I just don't know if I'm too irritable, it seems that the handwriting becomes more and more scrawled towards the back.
Well, it doesn't matter, progress is always good.
The head teacher opened the third book, and then his eyes gradually widened.
...What the hell is a word? ? ? ?
The head teacher rubbed his eyes to confirm that he had read it correctly, and he couldn't help but slowly typed out a few points.
After flipping through a few pages, the head teacher pulled out the fourth, fifth and sixth books.
The handwriting in the next few books is just like the third one... wantonly public.
Well, even though I can’t understand it, I still wrote it, that means there is progress!
The class teacher took a deep breath and planned to praise Zuo Ye later. After all, only such encouraging education can help children grow better.
Later, the class teacher looked through the second person's homework.
But as he watched, the head teacher gradually realized that something was wrong.
After pulling out another book from Zuo Ye's homework, the class teacher pinched the second person's homework, then pinched Zuo Ye's homework, and the corner of his eye twitched.
Could it be...
Spreading the two homework books flat on the table, the class teacher leaned down and looked over from the horizontal plane, and then discovered that Zuo Ye's homework was shorter than other people's homework.
"..."
The head teacher sat up straight with an expressionless face and looked at Zuo Ye.
Zuo Ye, who happened to be secretly observing the class teacher, immediately looked away with guilt upon seeing this.
Damn it, we had already passed the lake just now, how could we still be discovered?
Sure enough, it was because there were too many torn pages...
Seeing Zuo Ye's reaction, the head teacher didn't know what was going on. His blood pressure suddenly rose.
Calm down, calm down, even though it is opportunistic, but it is still opportunistic, it is better than blatantly ignoring it like before, right?
Change takes time, just take your time. This time it was opportunistic, but next time maybe it will be completed seriously.
After thinking about it like this, the head teacher didn't pursue it any further and just turned over other people's homework.
Wait until the head teacher will probably
After the whole class went through their homework and made sure that everyone had at least "written" it, they stood up and prepared to start class.
But looking down from the podium, the class teacher discovered that Zuo Ye, Suzuki Sonoko, and Mao Lilan, three guys who had adjusted their seats for the new semester and were sitting side by side, were all ordering beans with the same frequency and range of movements. Suddenly, I couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Forget it, Zuo Ye, it's like that usually. Suzuki Sonoko can understand it for the time being, but why does even Mao Lilan, a good student, start to doze off?
The head teacher sighed and was about to tease the three of them for teaming up to rob a bank last night, but the next second he realized something was wrong.
...The first homework book with beautiful handwriting by Zuo Ye, and the second book which is not as good as the first but still acceptable, are followed by four books with exactly the same style.
Even the four homework books with missing pages are the same ones with scrawled handwriting. The first two books have more than one page...
Masaka! ?
The head teacher's body trembled, and a flash of inspiration flashed. At the same time, there was a faint cold light flashing on the glasses he was wearing.
For a moment, the head teacher felt enlightened - there was only one truth!
"boom!"
The head teacher slammed the table, and the suppressed anger suddenly swelled, and he rushed out with a roar: "Zuo Ye!
"
"Um!?"
The trio from Zuoye were excited at the same time and opened their eyes.
Zuo Ye stood up and said, "What's wrong? Is get out of class over? I'll go home first..."
…
"The new mission is to make a deal with Bingjiu from the intelligence team. We need both money and goods to silence him."
Looking at the email sent by Ginjiu, which contained detailed information about the new mission and the numbers of the new teammates, Zuo Ye couldn't help but sigh.
I just made a lot of money for the organization yesterday, and I have to go to work again in the blink of an eye.
The work is not easy to do, what a miserable social beast.
After rubbing the palm of his hand that had been slapped twice by the homeroom teacher, Zuoye quickly went out and headed for the mission target location that Ginjiu had mentioned.
...Although Zuo Ye's "opportunistic" thing was discovered by the class teacher, at least the system task was completed, which temporarily gave Zuo Ye some psychological comfort.
However, at first glance, the content of the system task should actually be to "hand in" the summer homework, not to "complete" the summer homework.
In other words, Zuo Ye was totally busy last night.
...I'm a little speechless. I always feel that these two rulers were in vain.
Because in terms of the whole process of the incident, the class teacher seemed to have discovered Zuo Ye's "opportunistic" part a long time ago, but did not pursue it until all was exposed, which made the other party enter a state of "unbearable".
In other words, if Zuo Ye chooses to hand in a blank homework directly, or chooses one of the two options of "asking others to help write it" or "tearing up the homework", then the class teacher may not necessarily hold Zuo Ye accountable.
Therefore, these two rulers in Zuoye are considered to be light if they are received in vain. They should be regarded as self-inflicted.
This wave belongs to... being smart.
Zuoye, who had switched to a rye vest, let out a sigh of relief.
Then Zuo Ye's cell phone rang.
It was the number of his new teammate, the so-called ice wine.
As for Bellmode, Zuo Ye's teammate from the previous mission, on the way back from the island, he had already heard from him that he would be leaving the country after completing the mission.
What a pity, Zuo Ye originally wanted to test it out more to see if there was any chance of turning the other party into his own human skin mask making machine.
Before Zuo Ye could answer the call, the call had been hung up, and then a beautiful young lady in casual clothes came up to Zuo Ye.
"rye?"
Zuo Ye raised his head and glanced at the other party.
Is it actually a woman?
Compared with the cold code name of Ice Wine, Ice Wine himself is obviously more "kind"
, has a charming temperament...somewhat similar to Belmode.
"Let's go."
Counting the Shenlong mission and all-night homework assignments, Zuoye himself didn't know how many hours he had not closed his eyes.
...Okay, Zuo Ye did make up for it during class during the day, but he was still very sleepy, and people tend to be irritable when they are sleepy, so naturally they were not in the mood to talk to a stranger.
Thinking of the Shenlong mission, Zuo Ye couldn't help but curl his lips.
Obviously even Conan, the God of Plague, encountered it, and the dog system didn't trigger the mission. But apart from that, sharing one point with Belmod would still give him a bonus of 100 million, which was a small consolation for the time being.
Seeing that his teammates on this mission were so indifferent, Bingjiu raised his eyebrows and didn't say much, just followed Zuo Ye.
The transaction in this mission was with a senior executive of a company.
Zuo Ye didn't know what the specific transaction was. He only knew that he wanted to charge the other party 100 million yuan.
The transaction location was set in an abandoned building, and since it was dark, there was no need to worry about being noticed.
But the moment Zuo Ye and Bingjiu walked into the door of the building side by side, the sound of an attack broke through the air.
It's not a gun, it's a fruit knife.
Bingjiu, who happened to be standing on the other side of the attack, instinctively wanted to draw his gun, but it was already too late.
Bingjiu's right hand was slashed, and the pistol he took out immediately fell to the ground, and the man strangled his neck and used it as a human shield.
...Tsk, why is he a waste again?
"Don't move. If you dare to move, I will kill her. Give me the gun on the ground. Throw the gun on the ground to me!"
Zuoye looked at the two people next to him coldly, and then glanced at the lady's pistol that just slipped to his feet: "Are you the trader? Do you have the money?"
"I'm so stupid. You think I'm the second generation of rich people. The lion wants a damn 100 million. It's weird that I can pay for it!"
The angry man scolded: "Hurry up and give me all the guns and things on the ground, or I will kill this woman!"
Ice Wine covered his bloody right hand and said coldly: "Don't worry about Rye, kill him!"
"shut up!"
The man yelled at the ice wine.
Zuo Ye breathed out, bent down and picked up the pistol on the ground, pointing it in the direction of the two of them, with a cruel sneer on his lips.
"You know, you are the second person who dares to threaten me with hostages... If the reincarnation of the first one goes smoothly, the grass on the grave should be... no, it should be weaned and even call mother."
"What?"
"boom!"
Before the man could realize what Zuo Ye's words meant, Zuo Ye had already pulled the trigger, making a small muffled sound and accompanied by the blooming of blood flowers.
Zuoye didn't rely on the organization's game consoles some time ago. Instead, he used training equipment to train in marksmanship. Although it was limited by the influence of basic attributes, the improvement was not big, but it was indeed improved.
What's more, the pistol currently in Zuo Ye's hand is a women's pistol, and its recoil is pitifully small, enough for him to give full play to his abnormal vision.
Finally, coupled with the fact that the distance between the two sides is only three or four meters...
If he still couldn't hit it, Zuo Ye felt that he might as well find a piece of tofu to kill him and travel to the next world.
The man's eyes were sprinkled with blood, and blood droplets condensed on his eyelashes.
Slowly turning his head, he saw something incredible happened in his arms. His eyes widened, and there was a bloody hole of ice wine on his forehead. The man was suddenly frightened and pushed the other person away, and fell to the ground.
"you you!?"
Looking at the dead body lying on the ground, as well as the demon-like figure beside him, fear gradually began to spread in the man's eyes: "How could you kill her!?"