My imagination has come true

The students in No. [-] Middle School were extremely excited.

A group of students from No. [-] Middle School were also attracted. In this scene, before Gao Feng showed off his superior memory, everyone's interest in the book he wrote had greatly increased.

Think about it, experts are invited to give lectures by the school, and they must be very capable.

Gao Feng was always calm and composed, beckoning and saying with a smile: "Come on, students, please sign up enthusiastically and try with me."

"You are all the top young people in Xiong County, so you must be brave enough to challenge!"

The staff stood around the front desk holding ten sets of cardboard on the stage.

Each group consists of ten, adding up to a hundred patterns, with no rules at all.

"Oh my god, can you remember this? Yuanyuan and the others just learned some famous poems and verses. Everyone has learned them."

"If I can really learn it, then I'm afraid of taking a ball test!"

When Mu Qingyun saw that his classmates began to have their own thoughts, some of them wanted to sign up and book books on the spot.

It is said that the quantity is limited and cannot meet the needs of all students, so if you want it, be early.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

During the commotion, two students from No. [-] Middle School happily walked onto the stage. Mu Qingyun's eyes moved and he followed them to sign up.

The host was a young music teacher from No. [-] Middle School. He glanced at it and deliberately pulled Mu Qingyun to the front.

The little girl has pretty features and a good demeanor. She is much better than the students brought by Teacher Gao, and she is very proud of them.

"Ah! Teacher Gao!"

Gao Feng raised his eyebrows at Mu Qingyun's students and encouraged: "Don't be nervous, this will be a unique feeling."

As he said that, he put one hand behind his back and looked at it carefully for about ten minutes. All the staff holding cards turned around and faced the students and teachers. .

Gao Feng turned his back, smiled freely, and wrote each word and drew each pattern on the blackboard in turn.

Every time he drew one, the students in the audience cheered.

Gao Feng whistled in his heart, feeling a little proud.

At least a thousand sets will be sold this time!

After getting the share, plus the previous savings, we can roughly collect 20!

When he collects 30, he will stop.

Money, he wants.

He wants a name even more.

For about a minute or two, Gao Feng was swinging his pen freely, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.

Ah, it's so quiet.

It wasn't quiet, but instead there was a buzzing of various scattered whispers.

Gao Feng frowned. He was indeed a child, so ignorant.

"Ah, it's coming soon!"

Suddenly countless students gathered together.

Gao Feng even heard the low shouts of several of his students.

He suddenly had a bad premonition. He tilted his head calmly, and his heart suddenly jumped - that child actually remembered so much!

Gao Feng was furious and happened to meet Mu Qingyun's eyes. In an instant, his mind went blank.

Mu Qingyun raised the corners of his lips.

There was a buzz in Gao Feng's mind, and then his expression changed drastically and he was confused!
The light percussion music that had always been ringing clearly was suddenly disrupted.

His hands suddenly began to shake, his heart began to shake, and his mind became blurry.

"Who is this female classmate?"

"Mu Qingyun, the one in the third grade is the first, full score."

"It's her. She's so powerful. Teacher Gao can't compare to her."

"It's just that she is young and can write quickly."

Gao Feng's student said with a frown.

Xiao Cai shook his hair excitedly, held the sleeves of the classmates next to him, and shook them: "Our Ah Qing, hey, hey, hey!" The students: "..."

In this short time, Mu Qingyun has written more than 80 words and patterns on the big blackboard. One of them is good and very standard.

Twice as much as the peak.

The students were shocked and excited for a moment.

It turns out that some of their students are so powerful!

But at this time, everyone still regarded Gaofeng very highly, and did not really think that Mu Qingyun was better than other experts.

It's great to have a good memory, but in terms of real ability, Mu Qingyun is probably still far behind.

She is so young after all!
Gao Feng had no idea what the students were thinking. He tried his best to adjust his emotions and suppress the inexplicable fear.

It's just a middle school, a group of students, it's nothing if they smash it, let alone, how can it be smashed?

Gao Feng sneered, a smile appeared on his face, and he was about to speak to interrupt the game.

He wanted to tell the little girl that adults would not tell them rules.

He has to play this game to be able to play it.

You are very powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, you will only have a chance if the adults don't want you to show off. If you don't want to, you won't have any chance.

Gao Feng simply put down the chalk, turned around and said with a smile: "It seems -"

"I don't know how to memorize anything. I have never read Teacher Gao's books."

Mu Qingyun didn't use a microphone, but his voice was higher than his.

"Good memory, born with it."

Gao Feng's face sank, and his eyes were piercing him, unspeakably vicious.

Mu Qingyun clicked his tongue, this guy is really vicious!
Be fierce, be fierce, anyway, what she is best at dealing with is fierce.

As soon as his wrist moved, the jingle bracelet Mu Qingyun wore on his wrist jingled.

The sound was extremely pleasant, and many students felt relaxed and happy.

Gao Feng instantly felt pain like a split between his eyebrows, and his brain felt like a nail was being driven hard into it.

He suddenly knew nothing!

Students and teachers from No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School watched helplessly as Gao Feng danced around like a fool, drooled out, and spoke incomprehensible words.

"Money, money, a lot of money, I want it, give it to me!"

"Hahahaha, they are all fools, they are all fools, fools!"

He was running around the stage in a helter-skelter manner, running rampant.

Several students on the stage were so frightened that they couldn't even move.

The audience was also in chaos.

The principal and teachers of No. [-] Middle School were stunned for a long time before rushing over and shouting for security.

Mu Qingyun was not affected at all, and smoothly wrote everything that needed to be written clearly, threw down the chalk, and Shi Shiran got off the stage.

The head teacher and the principal pulled their precious students to their side.

Principal Wang wiped his sweat with lingering fear: "Let's go, let's go. We've been making trouble for a long time. This is actually a crazy, ahem, patient."

No. [-] Middle School obviously can no longer control them.

Principal Wang quickly grabbed Mu Qingyun and urged everyone to turn around and run away.

Mu Qingyun couldn't help but laugh, and after calculating that it was almost time, he followed the good example and went back to his school happily.

Nowadays, students are all on a shoestring. The No. [-] Middle School has a school bus, but their No. [-] Middle School does not. Not to mention the No. [-] Middle School, even when they go out for a spring outing, they line up and walk by themselves while shouting slogans.

On the way back, the topics of conversation among the students suddenly changed. Those who had bought the book were lamenting, while those who had not bought the book were relieved.

"I don't dare to look at it even after I bought it. Who knows what will happen to this thing after looking at it!"

"Yes."

Mu Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and the sky suddenly became brighter.