"Fuck, it really is the scenery on the first day of school!" Holding a stack of notes from last semester, Feng Xue quickly came to the door of the photocopying room, but under the rule of "no running around in the corridor", when he arrived at the audio-visual room By the time, there was already a long queue here.
However, Feng Xue did not find it difficult to deal with this. He walked to the door with a calm look, faced the teacher who was printing notes and educating students who usually do not take notes well, and said with a smile:
"Teacher, have my notes been printed?"
"?" The teacher frowned when he heard this and thought to himself, "Who are you?" Then he saw Feng Xue stuffing him a coin with a magic trick, and still said shyly:
"I was in a hurry to go to the bathroom. You told me to put the notes over there and you helped print them!"
As Feng Xue spoke, she gave the teacher a suggestive look. The teacher followed his gaze and immediately patted his head and said:
"Look at me, I've forgotten this in my busy schedule. Don't worry, I'll give you a seal right now!"
After saying that, he picked up the notebook he had placed next to him "I don't know when" and walked to the photocopier.
The students in line saw that Feng Xue behaved naturally, and the teacher was vaguely apologetic. Although there was some dissatisfaction, it was more directed at the teacher who forgot Feng Xue's notes, rather than Feng Xue, the "victim".
This is not to say that these students are easy to deceive. The main reason is that in high school campuses, students and teachers are naturally opposed to each other, not to mention that most of the people who come to print notebooks at this time are not good at taking notes in class.
And this kind of students usually have to be educated by teachers, and coupled with the rebelliousness in adolescence, the subconscious mind that "the fault is always the one with a higher status" is naturally generated.
Having said that, Feng Xue actually did not wait too long. A high school that was able to configure computer rooms and laboratories in 2001 would naturally not save on photocopying equipment. The machine in the photocopying room was originally used to print test papers. Under the operation of the wheel and axle, Feng Xue's dozens of notebooks were printed quickly. Even the teacher who accepted... ahem, the teacher who felt guilty about "forgetting Feng Xue's notes" also took the opportunity to I helped him bind it.
"Thank you, teacher!" At the door of the photocopying room, Feng Xue took the plastic bag containing the notes and stuffed a coin into the teacher again. Although she wanted to take it out and flip through it immediately, she considered that there might be "Don't read while walking." "" and other rules, he still walked back to the classroom conscientiously.
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"Thank you for your notes. I have printed them." Feng Xue smiled and returned the dozen notes to his deskmate. The deskmate who was holding an English book showed a somewhat surprised look:
"So fast?"
"Well, the teacher in the photocopying room is very nice." Feng Xue replied with a gentle smile. Her deskmate didn't go into details after hearing this. After all, she had never printed notes. She only went to the photocopying room to help the teacher get papers. Listen. After saying this, he took the dozen notebooks and carefully put them back into his school bag.
When Feng Xue saw that she had put it away, he took out a book of mathematics. As he opened the notebook, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, they didn't give me any trouble in this regard." Looking at the serious content of the first semester of high school (although it was actually beyond the scope), Feng Xue breathed a sigh of relief, because before he traveled through time, he once ran through a supernatural group. , the most unkind thing about that kp is that he replaced all the school textbooks with college advanced mathematics, and let a group of characters with junior high school backgrounds do calculus there, and he even called it euphemistically——
"The ghosts in this book have been trapped in a ghost school for decades. The ghost teacher gives questions every year, and the ghost students study every year. When everyone gets full marks in the exam, the ghost teacher will naturally increase the difficulty of the questions, and the difficulty of the questions will go up. The content of the lectures will naturally become more advanced, and if this cycle continues for decades, it will be good if you are not asked to make mathematical conjectures!"
He was originally worried that this would happen in this ghost school, but now it seems that either the ghosts in the ghost school have limited intelligence, or they are not too old.
Even though he said that, Feng Xue still looked carefully. Although he had 100% perfect scores in English by translating Konjac, and he was also blessed by powers such as "Seven Apertures Exquisite" in science, the liberal arts was not only about whether he could It's a question you know, because what you want to answer is not how you should answer the question, but how the questioner wants you to answer it.
This hope will take on completely different forms in different social backgrounds, different histories and international environments.
For example, when the focus is on economic development, you have to answer that a black cat and a white cat are good cats if they catch mice.
But if you need to pay attention to the environment, you have to say that clear waters and green mountains are valuable.
Although this is a cliché, Feng Xue doesn't know much about the history of this world, so he still has to get the teachers' thoughts from his deskmate's notes.
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The whole morning passed away quietly, and nothing weird happened. But anyone who has experienced high school life will understand that high school life where nothing happened is the most top-notch Chinese horror.
"New here, are you still reading here? Let's go have a meal together?"
Just when Feng Xue started to recite the interpretations of historical celebrities, a voice came from not far away.
The person who spoke was a tall man with a height of 1.9 meters. He was very strong and had a few inches left. He looked like he had the aura of a handsome sports guy.
Feng Xue mentally recalled the notes on the roll call and said with a smile:
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll take the bag back to the dormitory on the way."
"no problem!"
Seeing that the other person was very familiar and had entered the social distance of acquaintances, Feng Xue didn't pay much attention to it, quickly stuffed the notebook into her school bag, and then walked towards the dormitory building.
Sometimes students' malice comes from strange sources. Sometimes you are not even considered unsociable, but stationery and notes placed in the classroom will be destroyed for no reason.
As for random graffiti and nicknames, it is not uncommon. Some people may even tear up your textbooks not because they are unhappy with you, but because they find it unpleasant to see the complete book.
Although Feng Xue has written down all the contents in the note, in the final analysis, this thing is an important prop for him to create an image. If the note is damaged, how should he react?
If you look for trouble, will you receive hypertensive answers such as "Why didn't he tear up other people's books?" If you endure it, will you become a high-quality bully target who will not resist in the eyes of others?
Feng Xue, who had a lot of thoughts about this school, naturally would not expose his flaws casually. While chatting with a few students who came up to him, he locked his schoolbag in the dormitory and said carelessly:
"It's the first day of school. Just tell me what you want to eat and I'll treat you!"
ps1: I actually ran into the supernatural group in the book. All the exams require corresponding subjects that are extremely difficult to pass. It’s simply...
ps2: It’s hard for me to understand that some people say that you don’t need to take notes in high school... When I was in school, I didn’t have any textbooks, so I relied on a few notebooks to review. Basically, all students only had notebooks and homework books in their schoolbags, and all the textbooks were thrown away at school. inside, put it on the table or stuff it in a drawer. It doesn't matter if you lose it, you won't need it in class anyway.
(End of chapter)
