The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

Yuan Zhuan's application for skipping a grade was quickly approved. For this reason, Yang Ailan came over to ask about the situation.

A new week is coming, and Yuan Zhuan is sitting in the classroom of Class 2, Grade .

When Su Hao walked into the classroom while chewing a steamed bun, he found a girl sitting next to him. Looking at her back, she looked familiar.

Who is this? His seat was in the corner of the second-to-last row, which was always where students on duty kept their sundries. Could it be that they had something to do with him, so they sat and waited for him?

His eyes fell on the math textbook on the girl's desk. Su Hao was bald.

"Eh? Why is it you?" When he reached the seat, the girl turned her head. Su Hao was surprised, "You are not in the third grade?"

Yuan Zhuan left a deep impression on Su Hao because it was the first time Tu Du asked a girl to send him a message, and the shock outside the principal's office was enough for him to remember Yuan Zhuan's face firmly in his mind.

"Yes, we are classmates now." Yuan Zhuan smiled to express his goodwill.

Su Hao:......

bell……

The bell rang, and Su Hao was filled with questions.

This class is the class teacher's class, so after another wave of introductions, Yuan Zhuan once again became the focus of the class. However, the atmosphere in this second class is good, there is no criticism, and everyone is friendly.

The classroom of Grade 3 and Grade 5 was still noisy. When the bell rang, the expected person did not appear. Wei Ding looked at the empty seat next to him in confusion. Could it be that this person asked for leave and took all the books with him? ?

"She has transferred classes." Xiao Yue stretched her head and passed on the gossip she had just heard when she went to the teacher's office to deliver homework.

"What?" The four people met, all looking confused.

"What do you mean? What class are you changing to? She has only been in class for half a month!" Wei Ding was embarrassed. He hadn't even passed the Duan Exam, so why did he change classes?

Beiyu Primary School has a tradition, that is, there are two exams every semester, one section exam and one final exam. Those with excellent scores in each exam can apply to transfer to another class in a sequential manner. Class 5 will be transferred to Class 4, and Class 4 will be transferred to another class. Switch to class three, switch like this.

"Doesn't our school have a grade-skipping system? It's called adapting to the development of talents and teaching students in accordance with their aptitude." Qin Man flipped through the book and interjected without raising his head.

what the hell? ! !

Wei Ding was shocked, "Where has she gone?" A master of internal martial arts is a rare person. He has not yet established a good relationship with her.

Yuan Zhuan:......

Are you doing that to have a good relationship with me? Are you sure it's not an enmity? An even greater enmity?

"I don't know, it should be the senior year. I didn't hear what grade it is." Xiao Yue shook her head.

Wei Ding crossed his arms across his chest and stared angrily. He had no place to vent. He was going to block people after school.

"You're not going to block people after school, are you?" Han Yu saw through it at a glance.

"What?" No? Wei Ding, who looked like a fighting cock, now had a rage value of one hundred.

"Have you ever thought that maybe she changed classes because of you? With her character, if you continue to provoke her, she might get beaten." Han Yu analyzed rationally.

Wei Ding:......

Qin Man looked over and gave Han Yu a thumbs up.

Of course, Yuan Zhuan didn't know that Wei Ding was going crazy. When class was over, a friend came over to chat with her. Chen Du was Yuan Zhuan's desk. The little girl liked to talk. After class, she came over to chat with Yuan Zhuan. He said, "Yuan Zhuan, can I call you Zhuan Zhuan? My name is Chen Du."

The little girl's face was round and her skin was fair and rosy. She looked at Yuan Zhuan with joy in her eyes.

"Hello, Chen Du."

A new class, a new day, Yuan Zhuan was warmly accepted by the children in the new class.

"Yuan Zhuan, let's have dinner together at noon. Tu Du came back from the last class. I saw it from the window. I didn't have time to tell him that you transferred to our class. Aren't you good friends? Let's have dinner together." There is still one day left before the end of get out of class. Minutes later, Su Hao excitedly whispered beside Yuan Zhuan. “Okay.” Yuan Zhuan nodded.

"There's still me, there's still me." Chen Du's ears were bright and he turned around and whispered.

"Okay, okay." Facing his chubby little face, Su Hao smiled like a fool.

Unexpectedly, in the fourth period of class, the Chinese teacher actually dragged the class. The short legs stretched out in the aisle rubbed the ground angrily, which made the teacher laugh a little. He closed the lesson plan and placed it on the podium, "You guys, I have never seen this in learning. Positive, more anxious about eating than anyone else. Okay, okay, get out of class is over!"

"Wow! Let's eat!" There was a burst of excitement in the classroom. Yuan Zhuan was pushed out of the back door of the classroom by Su Hao and Chen Du, feeling the energy of the child.

"Hurry up, Tu Du, hurry up, let's run, or we won't be able to grab the fried ribs." Su Hao saw Tu Du in the crowd with sharp eyes, waved his hand, and did not forget to drag the two girls and charge in the crowd.

When Tu Du saw Su Hao whirring, he strode over silently. He was tall and had long legs, and he quickly reached a few people.

"Hey, don't rush, don't rush!" When going down the stairs, Su Hao almost carried him down, but Yuan Zhuan grabbed him. Tu Du turned sideways and blocked Yuan Zhuan's outside. His ribs were touched a few times. Cold sweat broke out.

Yuan Zhuan had sharp eyes and quickly grabbed the person and changed his position. "Do you want to go to the hospital again?" Unknowingly, he became a little angry.

Tu Du's face turned pale in pain, and he looked at Yuan Zhuan with innocent eyes, "I don't want to."

Yuan Zhuan:......

"Hurry up and leave." His tone was bad, but he still turned sideways to block the collision with the classmates next to him. An invisible wall of air enveloped Tu Du's side.

Being protected by his new good friend, Tu Du's lips quietly raised.

In Su Hao's words, after going through eighty-one hardships, he finally got to the front line of his beloved ribs window!

The most praised thing about Beiyu Primary School is the canteen. The food is not only cheap but also nutritious.

It is said that the principal takes great pains to protect the children's health. When the ingredients are put into storage, the head teachers of each class take turns to go to the purchasing department to keep an eye on them, for fear that some evil-hearted person will do something unethical and feed bad things.

The window for chicken, duck, fish and pork ribs is always packed every day, and the most popular one is the fried pork ribs, which are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, so delicious that you won’t even miss the bones.

Tu Du and Yuan Zhuan, both sick and new, were sent to occupy seats. Su Hao and Chen Du fought hard at the front window.

Yuan Zhuan suddenly returned to his childhood. After having a friend, he finally felt like he was still a child. The kid in front of him might feel more real if he wasn't so tall.

"How tall are you?" If his face wasn't a little immature, he could be recognized as a college student just by his body shape.

"175, net height."

Yuan Zhuan: ...What do you eat to grow taller? In this era, hormone pork hasn’t come out yet!

She is 156 and is about to be nine years old. Among girls of the same age, her height is enough to look down on most girls, right? Well, it should be right now. Anyway, her height is about the same as that of the twelve-year-old girls in the class, and is even taller than more than half of the girls.

"Oh." Yuan Zhuan looked at the window where the food was served, and would never admit that he was jealous.

Tu Du looked at the back of the little girl's head with confusion and said, "Did you skip a grade?"

Apart from skipping a grade, there seemed to be nothing else that would allow Yuan Zhuan to move from third grade to sixth grade.

"Yes. I'm smart enough." Yuan Zhuan boasted without changing his expression.

"Yeah. Zhuanzhuan is very smart." Tu Du raised his thin lips, with a smile in his eyes, as if there were stars.

Yuan Zhuan:......

Being praised by a brat, well, I'm quite happy.

cough cough...

"I'm going to help carry the food, so don't come." Seeing that the hard-working team members were about to return home with a full load, Zhuan Zhuan stood up and went to help carry the plates.