We've severed our relationship, why are you still begging me on your knees?

"Pa pa pa..."

Teacher Cui slapped the podium hard, with deep disappointment in her eyes.

But no matter how she slapped the podium, she couldn't stop the students from laughing!

But Chen Zimo raised his lips, feeling proud of his "true feelings".

His love letter writing business in No. 11 Middle School has always been his main source of income. Now it seems that he is really a middle school student, but girls like love letters written like this!

You know, although he is a straight man, he has a very strong learning ability and studies hard to make money.

Sure enough, he lived up to everyone's expectations and became the bulk of his income.

Teacher Cui's face became even longer!

Thinking about Chen Zimo entering No. 11 Middle School as the top scorer in the high school entrance examination three years ago, all the teachers were fighting for him.

Teacher Cui took great efforts to get him.

In the first year of high school, Chen Zimo was indeed better than everyone else, and everyone raised their heads, even the class monitor was a little inferior to him.

But for some reason, his grades took a sharp turn for the worse in his second year of high school, and he could only get average marks in every exam.

This score would be good for other people, and it would be great to get into a good second-tier university.

But he is Chen Zimo!

He is the top scorer in the high school entrance examination!

Chen Zimo is an orphan, and teachers should educate him with more care.

But Teacher Cui has been persuading Chen Zimo to make progress in various ways for more than a year, but unfortunately this kid is as stubborn as a donkey, not ashamed but proud, and complacent.

Teacher Cui was so angry that he wanted to give up on him.

Teacher Cui no longer has any hope for him.

However, for professional reasons, Teacher Cui still asked: "Chen Zimo, do you know you are wrong?"

Chen Zimo knew that Teacher Cui was really good to him.

Otherwise, if there was a student who fell behind in two years, would the teacher continue to persuade him with earnest words?

Chen Zimo stood up and bowed at a 90-degree angle.

"Teacher Cui, I was wrong!"

Seeing Chen Zimo's sincere attitude of admitting his mistake, Teacher Cui was stunned for a moment and blurted out.

"What did you do wrong?"

Chen Zimo looked directly at Teacher Cui.

"I shouldn't have been blinded by greed and made money by writing love letters for my classmates."

"Teacher Cui, you know, I'm an orphan, my parents and sisters died a long time ago."

"In order to go to school, I had to earn a living through some bad means."

"Now I know I was wrong. From now on, I will definitely turn over a new leaf, give up the business of writing love letters, study hard within a limited time, make progress every day, and get into Tsinghua and Peking University, so as not to disappoint Teacher Cui's careful cultivation."

After a pause, Chen Zimo said: "Uh! It seems that I have been admitted to Tsinghua and Peking University..."

Hearing this, the class became strangely quiet, the kind where you could hear a pin drop.

Then it became noisy again.

"This is absolutely Versailles!"

"Forget about getting into Peking University or Tsinghua University, but writing love letters for others... Hehe!"

"Fuck, I heard from others that there is a master in our class who writes love letters for others, but I didn't expect it to be Chen Zimo!"

"This is the first time I know about it. If I had known, I would have asked him to help last time..."

"I regret it! Last time I spent 300 yuan to find someone to write for me, and that was a piece of shit. I didn't expect the master to be in our class!"

"So... this love letter was written by Chen Zimo for someone else?"

"Impossible, everyone knows that Chen Zimo is Gu Xiaoxiao's most loyal licker . "

"Hehe, a dog licks a dog, and in the end he has nothing."

"What if he suddenly realizes it!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If Chen Zimo can suddenly realize it, I will eat shit upside down!"

And Zhang Bin, who was sitting next to Chen Zimo, opened his mouth wide: "Fuck, Chen Zimo, why didn't you tell me earlier that you can write love letters? But it doesn't matter, my brother's happiness in the second half of his life depends on you!"

Teacher Cui frowned: "Isn't this love letter written by you to Gu Xiaoxiao?"

She also heard about Chen Zimo's pursuit of Gu Xiaoxiao, and even suspected that Chen Zimo's poor grades were because of Gu Xiaoxiao.

Otherwise, how could Chen Zimo, who usually only scored 60 points in physics, get the third place in this physics competition and qualify for Tsinghua University and Peking University?

Chen Zimo glanced at Gu Xiaoxiao, then retracted his gaze and said righteously: "Teacher, I know that liking someone cannot be based on liking alone, but also on material foundation."

"And now I just want to concentrate on studying and get into a good university, so how can I have the mind to fall in love?"

"Besides, falling in love requires a lot of money. I am a poor loser without parents. I might as well buy myself some good nutrition with this money."

"Teacher, look at me, I am so thin, skin and bones, who can like me!"

After saying that, he pulled up his sleeves to let the teacher see his skinny arms.

At this moment, Teacher Cui looked at the sincereChen Zimo, couldn't help but think.

"Is this really a love letter he wrote for someone else?"

"That's right! He has no parents, and his source of income has always been a problem. Oh! I am not qualified as a teacher!"

"As Chen Zimo's class teacher, I know that he has no parents, so I should have thought of this problem long ago and applied for a scholarship for him!"

"Well, I'll apply for him later."

Although he felt guilty, Teacher Cui said calmly: "Chen Zimo, if you make a mistake, you must be punished. School is a place for learning. How can you do these messy things?"

"There are more than 40 days before the college entrance examination. Your physics score is so good, you have to improve your other scores!"

"As for the punishment..."

Chen Zimo immediately replied: "Teacher Cui, if I score more than 600 points in the mock exam three days later, please forgive me!"

Teacher Cui was stunned!

Of course it's good!

Students should focus on their studies and scores.

"Tsk! Chen Zimo, aren't you afraid of getting your tongue blown off by the strong wind when you brag?"

"You! You want to get more than 600 points?"

"You must have said that to Teacher Cui because you were punished!"

"Just say what if you don't get 600 points?"

The classmates couldn't help but look at the person who was talking---Mao Quan!

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him, Mao Quan couldn't help but straighten his chest, as if this was his highlight moment!

However, when the classmates noticed the pustules on his chubby face, they all held back the urge to vomit and lowered their noble heads.

"Too fucking ugly!"

Chen Zimo also said with disgust: "A poor student, it's okay to be ugly! You don't even know it. How dare you laugh at others?"

"You you you..."

Mao Quan was so angry that his chest heaved and he couldn't speak.

He is tall and strong, his father is an executive of the Chen Group, with an annual salary of one million, and now he has a close relationship with the eldest son of the Chen family. He is a complete winner in life.

But how can people be perfect?

His poor academic performance and ugly appearance are his biggest shortcomings. Chen Zimo is not scolding him, but directly insulting him and trampling on him!

"Chen Zimo, you bastard!"

"You are a bastard, your whole family is a bastard! Otherwise, how come you are the only one who scored zero in the best No. 11 Middle School in the city?"

"You didn't get in with money from your father!"

Chen Zimo retorted without any hesitation!

In such a good school, some students do get in with money, but dogs can't change their eating habits, and poor students are poor students no matter where they go.

"Hahaha..."

The classmates laughed again, and their eyes showed admiration for Chen Zimo.

Even Gu Xiaoxiao, who disdained Chen Zimo, cast a surprised look!

She felt that Chen Zimo was a little different today.

He is obviously his loyal dog, but he said he didn't like him.

He was diligent in carrying his bag and buying breakfast for him every day, but he said without blushing that he would buy him supplements when he had money.

How shameless!

The monitor, who was sitting by the window and had a birthmark on his face, rarely adjusted his black-framed glasses that covered half of his face, and looked at Chen Zimo through his bangs that covered the other half of his face.

In a corner that no one could see, there was a different light in his eyes!

Maoquan felt the veins in his temples throbbing.

Being ugly and getting zero points for falling asleep on the exam was the biggest shame in his life.

How dare this kid who was kicked out of the Chen family!

A fierce light flashed in Maoquan's eyes.

It was absolutely no problem for him to take action, but it was really difficult for him to talk to Chen Zimo.

"Chen Zimo, do you dare to bet with me?"

"I bet that you will not get 600 points in the exam three days later."

Unexpectedly, Chen Zimo did not reply to him, but looked at Teacher Cui: "Teacher Cui, do you think Maoquan is still a student? He bets all the time! His study attitude is not correct at all."

"As young people in the new era, we will contribute to the future of the motherland. The three primary colors are resolutely eliminated, starting with me!"

It was said with righteous words, as if at this moment, Chen Zimo was the embodiment of justice and the future successor of the motherland.

Seeing Teacher Cui nod, Chen Zimo continued: "However, Maoquan is wasting the time of the whole class. You know, time is money."

"You wasted 1 minute, which wasted more than 40 minutes of the whole class. If you round it up, you wasted a whole class for everyone in our class. It's abominable!"

"Originally, I didn't want to argue with you, but in order to punish you for wasting the time of the classmates, I made this bet with you!"

"If I can't get 600 points, I will personally pay 10,000 yuan to treat the whole class to McKinsey."

"But..."