Scholar's Cultivation System Panel

"How many times have I taught this type of question in class, and there are still people who can do it wrong. When encountering the problem of summing the sequence of arithmetic differences multiplied by equal ratios, they directly use the misplaced subtraction method to calculate."

On January 26, 2015, in Pingzhou City, the second class of science in the third senior middle school.

In the second class in the morning, the math teacher holds the test paper in his left hand and faces the blackboard to copy the math problem being taught. The sound is transmitted to every corner of the classroom through the loudspeaker.

Xu Yun was sitting in the third row from the bottom on the right side by the aisle. Although he looked ahead, his face was full of confusion.

I didn't pay attention to listening at all.

what happened?

Did I have hallucinations due to stress, or floaters?

Time went back to two minutes ago, and he was trying to listen to the math teacher explaining the test paper, when he suddenly found a virtual light curtain panel appeared in front of him for no reason.

And after his preliminary observation, it was determined that this panel could not be seen by others.

It's just that there is no other information except for the words loading.

"Why don't you go to the school doctor to buy a bottle of eye drops and try it?" After several attempts to close his eyes, Xu Yun thought to himself when he found that the panel was still there.

As a senior high school student who is about to graduate, it is definitely not the best choice to tell the teacher and others at this time.

Could it be that there is an extra panel in my line of sight?

Do not make jokes.

Who would believe it!

No one has any small problems in the third year of high school.

Just when he was about to wait until get out of class was over, he suddenly felt his right arm being stabbed.

"Xu Yun."

Turning his head to look, a rather fair face came into view.

"The teacher in charge is looking for you. It's probably a one-man job. You should pay attention later." Li Hui lowered his voice and reminded him in a low voice while winking outside the window.

Hearing the sound, Xu Yun came back to his senses from the matter of the light curtain, and then raised his gaze, and sure enough, he saw a familiar figure standing in the corridor.

It was his head teacher and Chinese teacher for three years in high school.

Seeing this, although his expression suddenly became dull, he didn't hesitate, nodded to Li Hui, got up and walked out of the classroom.

Regarding his movements, the math teacher just glanced at him without asking too much.

Obviously, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, and everyone is no stranger to it.

Sun Xueliang is about 40 years old this year, and has been teaching in Pingzhou No. 3 Senior High School for more than ten years. Although he has a certain degree of qualifications, he usually has two completely different attitudes towards good students and poor students. Some people are not convinced.

After seeing Xu Yun coming out of the front door of the class, he said with a straight face: "How do you think about the single move? Given your current grades, this might not be a good choice."

"In addition, I also talked with your parents. She has no opinion and fully supports your decision."

Xu Yun had been talked about several times because of this matter, so he naturally understood what the head teacher meant.

It is nothing more than to let him sign up for the self-enrollment examination of colleges and universities in the province after the year, so that he can graduate early and don't have to take the college entrance examination.

Contribute to the school's undergraduate passing rate.

But even though the single-entry admission rate is close to 100% to some extent, he does not want to give up the college entrance examination.

When he was in high school, his grades were not bad, but at this time, there was a sudden change in his family. His father died of illness, and his family was emptied.

Under the huge blow, he became increasingly depressed in school and could not study with peace of mind.

As a result, the grades declined rapidly, and it was difficult to keep up with the fast learning pace of high school.

In the end, he fell into a vicious circle and gave up on himself.

It wasn’t until two days before the school week that he came home and accidentally saw his mother doing heavy work at a grain purchase station near his home, using a shovel to send several tons of grain to the conveyor belt for loading in order to provide him with school and earn money to support the family. At that moment, he finally realized What should I do.

Going to college is the best gift you can give your mother.

With this goal in mind, it is natural not to give up the college entrance examination.

Although with his score of more than 300 points in the last midterm exam, it is difficult to get into the undergraduate course for the time being.

Thinking of this, Xu Yun pursed his lips, then looked at Sun Xueliang and said firmly: "Teacher, I still don't want to take a single move. There is still half a year before the college entrance examination. I believe that if I work hard, I will have a chance to be admitted to an undergraduate college."

"Anyone can say beautiful words. Every time you are asked to write your semester goals, your tone is getting bigger and bigger."

"The results of it?"

Hearing Sun Xueliang's words, Xu Yun didn't make a sound.

"This is the only chance. There is no room for regret after time has passed. I hope you can think about it seriously. It is also for your own good." Sun Xueliang looked at Xu Yun pretending to be sorry.

Just when Xu Yun was thinking about how to respond, a shout suddenly came from behind, interrupting the conversation between the two of them.

"Xu Yun, you go back to the classroom first, the next question is more important."

Turning around to see that it was the math teacher who made the rescue for him, he was overjoyed, nodded and replied, "Okay, Mr. Su."

Then he turned and walked towards the door.

After Su Yushan called Xu Yun back, she did not return to the classroom directly. She continued to take a few steps, came to Sun Xueliang, moved the microphone from her mouth and frowned and said: "Mr. The college entrance examination leaves regrets."

"Mr. Su, I understand what you think."

"But why waste those precious few months when some students are destined to go to junior college."

"Besides, even if you go to a college, you can still go to college in the future."

Facing Sun Xueliang's explanation, Su Yushan shook her head: "This is different."

"Ms. Sun, you should know that many companies only look at the first degree in recruitment. If possible, I still hope that my students will try their best to sprint for the undergraduate degree."

...

Xu Yun did not hear the conversation between Su Yushan and Sun Xueliang.

Knowing that the homeroom teacher contacted his family because of the single-handed recruitment, his emotions were even more complicated, and he returned to his seat with a lot of thoughts. After thinking about it, he decided to make a detailed and applicable review plan for himself, and he could no longer go around like before. a stick.

But when he reached for the notebook in the bookcase on the desk, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body froze.

He found a new change in the virtual panel in front of him.

"The information is..."

I hurriedly concentrated on looking carefully, and suddenly several groups of information similar to the attributes of the template jumped into my eyeballs.

Host: Xu Yun

Education: junior high school (not yet obtained a high school diploma)

Title: None

Rewards: None

Points: 0

Task: Not yet open

During the period of depression, Xu Yun fell into the trap of online novels under the influence of Li Hui at the same table, willing to immerse himself in it to escape the real world.

So after seeing these, a bold guess quickly came into his mind: "Could this be the so-called gold finger?"

As the breathing became heavier and heavier, the haze just now was swept away in an instant.

But this excitement didn't last long before he realized a very embarrassing question.

The entire panel has no other content except these attribute information.

Not sure what to do next.

Thinking of registering a regular account, user agreement and novice navigation, I couldn't help muttering in my heart: "Could it be that this panel is a fake, but it's not useful?"

Just when Xu Yun was thinking this way, a white and slender palm suddenly fell in front of his eyes, easily slapped the virtual panel apart, and completely disappeared from the field of vision...