Fake Slackers

Six papers were on the table. Xie Yu thought Old Tang was going to focus on telling them about this month's exam.

And Townsend asks, "Do you usually like to play games? ”

In order to act a little like that, even if you don't like to play very much, you have to nod.

Xie Yu: “Hmm. ”

He Dynasty: “Like, especially like. ”

“I also tried to get in touch, I heard it was a popular little game, He Dynasty, I heard you've been playing this game,” Townsend didn't bring up the paper, took out his phone, "I didn't think your taste was quite... naive and pure. ”

“Innocence? ”

I don't really understand naive purity, four strange words, where did Tang come to the conclusion.

While old Tang lowered his head to play with the cell phone gap, He Chao touched Xie Yu with his arm: “Are you talking about me being childish? ”

“I don't know, I don't want to know. ”

“How can that be naive and innocent? A middle-aged man like Tang's usual hobby is probably to play chess tea and make a fool of himself.” The more he thinks about it, “What Jedi gunlord and terror battlefield, he definitely can't play. ”

Townsend turned on the game and said, "I don't think the game is bad, everything is two-sided, and to put it well, it allows people to relax and relax while also exercising a person's self-restraint. ”

The Ho Dynasty nodded and summed up, "Yes, I think so too, you make too much sense. ”

Xie Yu glanced at the extremely familiar pink color on Townsend's phone screen and swayed past his eyes.

However, at a glance, Townsend was so excited that he put his phone back and continued: “This ability and will to control oneself is very important. There are many temptations in the world, I will give you a few examples...”

He Dynasty overheard him and secretly reached out to Xie Yu.

Xie Yu bowed his head: “What are you doing? ”

“Pinch me," he said, "I'm not very sober right now. ”

Xie Yu's hand just touched the back of He Dynasty's hand, but he didn't have time to pinch it. Townsend linked the topic from self-restraint to learning, and then combined learning and gaming together - then Tang pushed his phone over and saw the pink game interface. He Dynasty suddenly woke up: “...”

The conversation lasted half an hour and the lesson bell rang before Dunson let go.

When he walked out, he forgot to be polite and didn't even say 'Goodbye Teacher'.

Xie Yu wanted to laugh and endure the whole process.

He Zhao walked fast, walked out a few steps and stopped. He saw him like this, reminding him: “Don't laugh, I'm in a fucking mood right now. ”

The first lesson of the afternoon was history, and by the time they returned, the history teacher had arrived in the classroom.

“Come on in, class is over. Why are you stalling?” History teacher flips over and says, "When the class bell rings, hurry back to your seat and do it. ”

Just now in the office, Townsend showed them the level of his dressing game, and his sense of playing it down over time, and finally combining the game with learning, hoping to arouse their interest in learning.

“This game, every level, it will give you a change of theme, and then the player will think… If you look at this modern literature reading comprehension question, you will find that it is actually the same thing to do with the question… Why can't this dress be? Why isn't that the right answer? You have to think, and then you have to solve the problem. ”

Being able to understand what Townsend meant, he wanted to tell He Dynasty that learning could also be an interesting ‘game’.

But the form is too frightening.

Teacher of History on stage begins to teach new lessons.

Xie Yu couldn't bear to get down to bed. Suddenly he covered his face with one hand and began to shake his shoulders.

He Dynasty's head was full of what Townsend called "the dress". He turned to ask if Xie Yu's old Tang was crazy and found Xie Yu smiling with his face covered.

“...” he said, pausing, "brothers don't laugh at me at times like this. ”

Xie Yu obviously chose not to be a brother.

He Dynasty can only choose to twist its head back, this little conscience, the eyes do not see the heart does not bore.

After a few minutes, He Dynasty couldn't bear to come over and say to Xiao Bao's conscience: “Actually, I have one more question. ”

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“Why is Old Tang ranked higher than me? I am a Renminbi player...” He Dynasty can't say half the time, “Xie, you are too much, almost done, still laughing? ”

He dynasty wants to go to the toilet and squat for a cigarette, but in fact, he can only touch a piece of sugar from his body.

“I bet fifty cents it's definitely Wanda's grandson.” He Chao swept the class, “except for him, his mouth leaked in silence. ”

Wanda mysteriously carried a pot and she didn't even know it.

The monthly examination file changed quickly. When everyone entered the school door the next morning, the ranking table had been posted on the bulletin board. The white background was black, and the dense and numb board was full of names.

Residents are not accustomed to being loyal to the country as wake up bells, and radio host Director Kang's 20-minute speech each morning: "We must struggle to show all our energy and not regret ourselves later! ”

Xie Yu was awakened on a daily basis, and there were also newborn residents outside the door who were conducting morning cursing exercises.

There was also a text message sent to the Menga dynasty, presumably just woke up, with only one word on it: day.

Every few minutes, the text came back.

- Kid, are you up?

- No, I didn't.

- Me neither. Twenty minutes to sleep.

- You're not going to class this morning?

- First lesson of Old Don, slow me down.

The first lesson He Dynasty did not attend, but his exams began to pass around in class.

“This would be a source of happiness if all the language exams done by Brother Chao were bound into a book," Liu Jinhao said, "I've never seen a better way to solve problems than he did, and I'm going to ask the questions... ”

“Did you see his essay, Back Shadow, on his own back, the first sentence —— I thought my back shadow was really handsome, and I blew 800 words all the way down the road. ”

“Hahahahahaha is trying to kill me, Brother Yu, did you see that? Come and have a look. ”

Xie Yu had never been so sober to realize that in just one month of school, his life had become quite different.

All of a sudden -- lots of different voices.

These voices were hegemonic and squeezed in little by little.

It's noisy and noisy.

He Chao pinched the language class to sneak into the classroom.

Xu Qingqing was sending out an English exam and reminded him, "You haven't paid your English homework yet. ”

He Chao just walked to the door: “What English homework? ”

“Copy the words of the next unit, four times each.” Xu Qingqing finished his speech and stuffed the English exam in He Chaohuai again, "this is you at your table, you are 30 points, you are at table 25. ”

Although the scores of the two men are similar, they are more willing to approve Yu than they are to approve the examination papers of the Ha Dynasty. After all, the words are good, and there will be no staring for half a day or knowing what exactly is written on the examination papers.

Nor did He Dynasty care about the scores and wrong questions. He rolled two rolls of paper into rolls and walked to Xie Yu's side. He possessed himself and knocked on the corner of his table: “What are you looking at? ”

Xie Yu didn't lift his head either and said: "Your composition. ”

He Dynasty: “…”

“Passed a lesson, just got back from class eight.” Xie Yu said, "By the way, you have a new nickname, Brother Shadow. ”

Shen Jie deliberately took half the class, used the toilet as an excuse to sneak out and squatted in the corridor of Class 3. Wanda asked them to send him the paper of He Dynasty to the window, saying that their class of eight students were very interested in zero score composition.

Can be passed to Class 8, He Dynasty doesn't have to ask which bastard it is: “What the hell, so ugly, doesn't match my talent at all. ”

He Chao Zheng said that he should get him a Dawenhuo somehow, Wanda rushed in through the door, he had to squat in front of the office every time he went to the bathroom to listen to a wall corner, and then he always came back with some half-truth and half-truth and strange news: "Major news! Brother Chao, big things are bad. ”

He Dynasty threw the paper in his hand onto the desktop. It was not serious, but it still cooperated with the performance: “What's the matter, don't rush, talk slowly. ”

“The Academic Committee went to Old Tang with the paper and said that in order to improve the class average score, he wanted to coach the two of you individually.” Wanda refined the information she heard in the office briefly, "he also said to shoulder the responsibilities of the learning committee, and Old Tang is still considering it. ”

“Is he serious? ”

Xue Xinsheng did not sleep, but the rumors of learning had been broken a few days earlier. Ding Lianghua went down a fire extinguisher and broke the dormitory bizarre and panda rumors.

The Academic Council really loved learning and didn't get to that desperate point. It was his first time out of school and admitting to bed resulted in insomnia and sleep deprivation. It's just that the learning attitude is too positive, so it gives people a feeling of being out of place.

Xue Xinsheng didn't say anything when he came back from the office. Looks like Old Tang probably didn't say yes.

Almost every class in the morning is an analytical paper, there are two classes of mathematics, connected together, and after speaking about the paper, the mathematics teacher asks: “Do you understand? ”

He championed: “Understood. ”

The math teacher directly pinched the chalk head he had not yet had time to put, and threw it in the last row: “A classmate, don't think you understand. ”

He Dynasty has really been a lot more honest in class lately, and he hasn't seen much of the game. It is presumably the last time he was shadowed by old Tang.

But He Dynasty was particularly annoying when he didn't play the game. He learned fortune-teller skills from Wanda. He had to let Xie Yu reach out and say that he had learned to do it, so he could calculate.

When it came to studying late, Xie Yu finally couldn't bear to say, “Where's your stinking man? No more fighting? ”

He Dynasty stunned.

“Ah," I don't know what the three words of the stinking man stabbed the point of the He dynasty, he leaned back and said half a noise, “Well, stop fighting. ”

Until the evening self-study bell rang, He Dynasty stopped arguing to show him his palms.

After studying late and walking on the road, He Dynasty suddenly said: "Stinky men can't play anymore. ”

Suddenly, Xie Yu didn't really understand what it meant: “What? ”

Even though the street lights are on, the area is still a little dark.

“My sister, she changed her password,” He Dynasty took two steps forward and said softly, "... Actually, I stole the game account. ”