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Chapter 23 [023] Death Stare

Seeing that Xu Chengwei was in a depressed mood, Zhi Yuan decided to give him some hope: "It's okay to learn my boxing style, first of all, you have to be physically fit. When I can run 3 meters in 1000 minutes someday, I'm thinking about teaching it to me. The basic rules of your Liuhe boxing."

"Really?!" Cheng Wei's eyes lit up.

How powerful the Liuhe boxing is, he witnessed it with his own eyes in the morning.

In less than one or two minutes, the five seniors fell to the ground at the same time.

Zhiyuan nodded: "Steaming, steaming, is it still boiled?"

If you have a good relationship with the rich second generation, maybe you can have a snack every day in the future.

This is Xia Zhiyuan's little calculation.

What an unpretentious idea!
It's not that she is looking for a house directly from Ah Wei, so don't think she is too greedy.

Cheng Wei's confidence increased greatly: "Okay, I will try it!"

Isn't it just running 3 meters in 1000 minutes, and it doesn't feel difficult!
Zhiyuan had no expression on her face, no fluctuations in her heart, she even wanted to laugh a little.

Looking at Xu Chengwei's thin body, it is estimated that he will have to walk on the third lap.

To be precise, from the third lap onwards, only climbing can be used.

Because she once glanced at a table, high school boys run 1000 meters in four minutes and 40 seconds as a pass, three minutes and 50 seconds as good, and three minutes and 35 seconds as excellent.

It seems that I have not seen a classmate with a perfect score so far. It is estimated that Xu Chengwei, a young man from a rich family, may have applied for exemption from physical education in junior high school, so he did not understand what it means to run 3 meters in less than 1000 minutes.

Just as Zhiyuan thought, Xu Chengwei's idea is very simple: one lap of 400 meters, just run two and a half laps.So I only need to control the time of the first lap within 50 seconds and the second lap within 1 minute!

As if looking at the mentally retarded, Zhiyuan let out a long sigh, and entered the classroom a few steps ahead of him.

Ah Wei, being a teacher is also for your own good. After all, in that world, there are many people who want you to die!

I don't know this world, I hope you can survive.

Randomly taking out the textbook and flipping through a few pages, Zhiyuan suddenly lost the interest to continue reading.

Because, a figure blocked the light in front of him.

"Fart, let go." Zhiyuan said bluntly without raising her head.

Zhang Yiting pinched the list, and instantly got angry: "You!"

It took her a long time to calm down, with a smile on her face: "The situation is like this, if Teacher Zhang said that there are not enough books in the morning, please register first, and then report to the librarian."

"What's with me?"

Zhiyuan glanced at Yiting, still not clear about the little Jiujiu in the other party's heart?
It is probably a task assigned by the old class. I don't want to move it, I hope to shirk it to others.

Zhang Yiting clasped her hands together and began to act coquettishly: "As the deputy class monitor, can you help them and serve your classmates? Please! Please!"

Zhi Yuan sneered: "Hehe, as the class monitor, shouldn't you lead by example? I'm not free right now, so find someone else if you want!"

After speaking, he stopped talking to the other party, turned his face away, and fell asleep on the table.

Zhang Yiting was trembling with anger, but she couldn't do anything to her, so she could only stare at Zhi Yuan resentfully, and fled away in a daze.

She didn't have much affection for Xia Zhiyuan in her heart.

Because of what happened during the selection of the squad leader in the morning, Zhang Yiting quietly labeled others as "pretentious", "hypocritical" and "showy".

Zhang Yiting felt very frustrated that the previous methods failed in front of Zhi Yuan.

She didn't know at all that what she was facing was not an ordinary little girl, but an old fox who could see everything.

The first class at the beginning of the school is basically a new teacher introducing himself, and some will leave their mobile phone numbers on the blackboard, so that students can ask questions and solve problems.

Anyway, Zhiyuan has never encountered a teacher who directly entered the textbook content in the first class.

No matter how bad it is, I will talk to you about the important position of this subject in the future development. Let everyone take classes seriously to accumulate rich knowledge. Don't underestimate this subject, or even fail at the end of the semester.

It's okay to fail in high school, but it's very troublesome to fail in college.

"Don't be in a hurry to fall in love, play games, or read novels in high school. You have plenty of time in college, and no one will stop you when you want to do whatever you want." The geography teacher babbled.

This sentence is familiar to everyone, Zhiyuan knows that what he said may not be all correct.

If you choose civil engineering, or a more tricky major, you may not have much leisure time left in a day, and you will be exhausted.

On the contrary, business English, e-commerce, information media, etc. are relatively simple and easy, and there is also plenty of extracurricular time, where you can participate in departmental and club activities.

Of course, if Zhi Yuan had to choose, it would definitely be to stay in the dormitory, eat potato chips, drink Kuo Luo, and follow fan dramas.

It would be even better if someone remembers me and sends out an invitation to the team to kick off!
She would gladly accept it, and then cry for her teammates in the game, but she would be very happy.

The typical younger brother's behavior of "you are in charge of hitting five, and I am in charge of all Tulang", the key is that Zhi Yuan is having a great time playing, and there is no sign of self-reflection at all.

After a boring morning, Zhi Yuan got a meal card in the cafeteria and left the school through the back door.

The distance of two or three kilometers, in fact, she can also choose to stay at school for lunch break.

Unfortunately, in this day and age, schools do not have sufficient funds to ensure that every classroom is equipped with air conditioners.

So Zhiyuan would rather toss a little bit, run home to wash up, and stay in the air conditioner to cool off for a while.

"How was your first day of school?"

When he got home, Ye Haitang had already packed the meals.

She doesn't want to cook in this weather, lest she sweat all over her body.

Throwing the backpack on the sofa, Zhiyuan replied while pouring water: "That's it, what else can I do?"

Ye Haitang sat beside her and asked, "Which class are you assigned to? What's the number?"

"General liberal arts class, class 7."

"It's okay, what's the number?"

"43, the last in the class."

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Just finished drinking the water in the glass, and when she was about to continue pouring, Zhiyuan froze suddenly, and she could clearly feel that the mother next to her was brewing emotions.

Ahem, the situation is not particularly good!
I almost forgot that although my mother treats me free-range, she is not sloppy at all in terms of study.

After the results of the final exam came out, it took as long as half a month to be criticized.

Almost every time she came home from get off work, Ye Haitang always said: Look at your grades, I took the exam with my eyes closed, and the scores are higher than yours
"Well, the number can only reflect my past, Mom, don't worry, the monthly exam results will definitely be in the top [-] of the class and within the top [-] of the grade!" Zhiyuan vowed.

The death stare from my mother: "Do you think I'm a fool? There are only more than 100 people in this year's liberal arts class, and they are still in the top [-] of the grade?"

Paper kite: .
(End of this chapter)