Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 26 Rage against all living beings

Today, Bao Guowei is known as the "Chinese Question Bank", and all the questions he has read are clearly in his mind.

The abundance of knowledge has produced a qualitative change, and his understanding and logical abilities are far beyond ordinary people.

Therefore, in Bao Guowei's view, this paper, which makes all living beings cry like ghosts and wolves howl, is no different from ordinary homework.

He could even get the answers directly to some questions, but in order to avoid unclear explanations, he still wrote simple steps on the manuscript paper.

Only the next few questions were a little more difficult, and Bao Guowei solved them all with just a little thought.

"Everyone, please study by yourself first. If you are called, come up and talk to me."

Miao Xing's face was sullen, making it difficult to see his emotions.

But no matter what his mood was, the students in the audience were already depressed. They were all like prisoners on the execution ground, waiting for the judgment to come.

Even An Shuzhen, who has always been good at studying, sighed and said: "The difficulty of Mr. Miao Xing's questions is well-deserved. I tutored in arithmetic during the winter vacation, but I can only do more than half of it. I will suffer in the next school year." ”

"Hey, An Shuzhen, you say that every time." The girl in the front row couldn't help but complain.

"Bao Guowei seems to have finished it a long time ago. He taught arithmetic in the library earlier. Can he do it?" Bai Xiaotian played with his pen, and there was even a small doll hanging on it.

"Don't always mention that guy. This guy used to be poor, arrogant and ignorant. How can he study anymore?"

After a pause, An Shuzhen added to make her words more credible.

"If he can do it, I, An Shuzhen, will take his surname!"

"I can't explain it, but I just feel like he looks out of place with the others."

It was said to be self-study, but in fact everyone's eyes were fixed on Miao Xing's face. Every time he opened a test paper and every time he frowned, the hearts of the students in the audience started to twitch with him.

"Jiang Pu, come up here."

This sound is like a reminder. Those who are called are frightened, while those who are not called are relieved because they are temporarily safe.

A tall, thin, fair-looking boy stood up and walked onto the podium without confidence.

Is he Jiang Pu?

Because he was in a new class, Bao Guowei hadn't recognized all the students in the class yet, but a few of them were still familiar.

In his memory, Jiang Pu and Lu et al. had an unclear relationship.

This made Guo Chun, who wanted to pursue Lu and other men, jealous, so much so that he ordered the original owner to hurt him.

It is now impossible for things to happen again.

But Jiang Pu's situation at this moment was not much better. Miao Xing slapped the table and angrily yelled.

"There are twenty-five questions. You haven't written down twenty-four of them, so the remaining one is considered wrong? You have already repeated a grade, and now you want to repeat one more grade, don't you?"

Jiang Pu grabbed the corner of his clothes and said hesitantly: "Sir, these questions are really difficult. Students can't solve them."

It was okay not to mention this, but when the difficulty of the question was mentioned, Miao Xing became furious.

"How difficult is it? Open the book and see if every question is reflected in the book?"

Miao Xing pointed at the students in the audience and said.

"It's difficult to answer such simple questions. What will happen in the future?

You can't even pass the basic questions, so why are you talking about the city's joint examination? Not to mention international mathematics competitions. "

Miao Xing sighed and continued: "These questions are all basic for junior high schools abroad. I really can't imagine that the country will put its hope in you people."

"Look at Qian Shumei from the No. 2 Middle School next door. She has a perfect score in every aspect. I would be satisfied if you could be as good as someone else."

When Bao Guowei looked at the hysterical Mr. Arithmetic, he even had the illusion of returning to modern times. Sure enough, teachers in every era are the same.

"You are the class I teach the worst."

Then Miao Xing read out the names of the famous students like a devil calling them names.

"Meng Qingsheng, he got 20 questions wrong, and he came up to receive 18 pointers." "Fang Xuewen, he got questions wrong, and he came up and received pointers."

"Gong Deming, if you get 10 questions wrong, come up and receive ten pointers."

When Gong Deming was called, the boys in the back row were obviously a little commotion.

"Look, Lao Gong has to be good at studying. Everyone got single digits right, but he got 15 questions right."

"Gong Deming, you should have copied it for me just now! You are not brotherly enough."

Gong Deming folded his hands and said, "My father hired a tutor for me during the summer vacation. I have learned all these things. It's a pity that I was a little careless and still had to be beaten."

He straightened his clothes and walked onto the podium looking extremely happy.

"Guo Chun! Pang Xi'er! Don't whisper there. If you two hand in a blank paper, you will be punished by one grade. Come up to me and receive thirty pointers."

For a while, the classroom was filled with howls. There was no such thing as strictly prohibiting corporal punishment in this era. Following the ancient concept of respecting teachers and respecting moral principles, teachers had to teach students a lesson. Instead of reporting it, parents would ask him to intensify the punishment.

In front of the selfless Miao Xing, even the girls in the class were not immune. Although they were gentler on girls, some of them were still beaten to the point of crying and their eyes were red.

"Damn Miao Xing, I will never let him go!" Seeing his sweetheart being beaten, Pang Xier clenched his fists and his eyes were on fire.

"You kid, if you want to die, don't drag us with you." Guo Chun slapped the latter on the head, hitting the teacher? That was something he couldn't even imagine.

But it didn't matter if he didn't pat him. As soon as he patted Guo Chun, he felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand. After thirty pointers, the skin on his palm was already somewhat torn.

He bared his teeth and cursed: "Miao Xing, that beast!"

Hearing Guo Chun's wailing, Pang Xier felt that his hand began to hurt. Looking at Bao Guowei who was still calm in front of him, he suddenly became angry.

"How come he, Bao Guowei, hasn't been beaten yet?"

"Wait a minute, I don't know this guy well yet. He can fool him by taking so long to prepare for winter vacation homework, but that won't work for this class homework."

Guo Chun crossed his legs. After he finished beating himself, he felt indescribably relieved when he watched others being beaten.

At this time, Miao Xing finally called a name.

"Wei Junming, you did something wrong."

He hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but take a closer look. After confirming several times, he spoke slowly.

"Wei Junming, you got one question wrong." Miao Xing stopped at this point and looked at Wei Junming who stood up voluntarily.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and all eyes in the class turned to Wei Junming, which made Wei Junming even more panicked.

"Wei Junming? He only got one question wrong? Is that fake?"

"I heard that he is a repeater. Could it be that he has done the questions before?"

"A repeater? If he could do it, would he still be a repeater?"

"I guess you copied it."

"Are you kidding me? His deskmate is Bao Guowei. Who is he copying?"

There was a lot of discussion in the classroom for a while, but everyone calmed down after Miao Xing spoke.

"Wei Junming, did you do this yourself?"

"This...this" Wei Junming didn't have the temperament to tell lies. He was so distracted that he copied his homework and regretted it very much.

Now he doesn't even understand what's going on. How could he copy Bao Guowei and get it almost right? If he deliberately copied a question wrong, then Bao Guowei wouldn't do the same.

In the end, Wei Junming was discouraged and said dejectedly: "I, I, can copy Bao Guowei."

Bao Guowei: "?"

(End of this chapter)