"arrive."

Ye Xiaoqi stood up from his seat and walked towards the podium with a calm expression.

Mathematics full scores are just her basic operation, and no one will be surprised.

Teacher Zhong handed the roll of paper to Ye Xiaoqi, nodded slightly, and then picked up another full-score test paper.

"Han Weisheng."

Teacher Zhong's voice was calm, but in the classroom, he exclaimed in an instant.

Han Weisheng's overall score is considered mid-level, but his mathematics is particularly bad. This is what everyone knows. Why did he get a full score all of a sudden?

Did you know the answer in advance?

Or did the classmates learn from Ye Xiaoqi across three rows?

Or maybe you suddenly feel the driving force after changing to a beautiful math teacher?

hateful!

This guy is very good!

...

Han Weisheng retrieved the roll of paper amidst suspicion and confession and returned to his seat.

Judging from the results, I also met the two conditions of "make great progress in single subject scores" and "top three in single subjects". No wonder the female devil came to me, and she also emphasized that she would go to the office after the eight-point tutoring was over.

So, is this actually part of the last name service she just mentioned?

Let me give a sample to my classmates first?

...

"Next, continue to issue 90 points of qualified rolls of paper, a total of 12 pieces... Fang Tiantian." Teacher Zhong continued.

"Hahaha, Goddess bless!"

A female classmate in the front row jumped up from her seat, trotting to the podium with her small skirt, her eyes unconcealed excitement.

"Yuan Mimi."

"Teacher, I'm here!"

Another girl stood up from her seat excitedly, then she spread her arms and rushed towards Fang Tiantian who was returning from the podium in small steps. Fang Tiantian also spread her arms and accelerated.

“Sweet.”

"Mimi."

“Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow,

The girl hugged her tightly, jumping happily, her hair flying, and her skirt flying.

Han Weisheng witnessed this scene, and a new narration appeared in front of him:

[Sometimes girls feel inexplicably want to hug them. It is probably because the body secretes oxytocin, and drinking more hot water to accelerate metabolism.]

After the celebration, sweetly returned to the seat, took out their small water cups, touched each other for a while, and then drank it all in one go.

Han Weisheng secretly praised himself.

She is a female student who is a key high school with high grades. Even in dealing with the subject of oxytocin, she also has rich theoretical and practical experience.

I just don't know what it is for sharing this knowledge to myself.

Isn’t it just to let them drink more hot water?

...

...

In front of the podium, Teacher Zhong continued to call out.

"Xiong Shou."

"Zhao Chong."

“….”

“….”

“Mangosteen.”

"arrive."

A faint voice sounded from the classroom, and then Mangosteen, wearing a long-sleeved school uniform and sportswear, stood up from his seat, lowered his head, walked quickly to the podium to take away the roll of paper, and then quickly returned.

She didn't speak during the whole process, and her eyes almost never left her toes.

In such a hot summer, I still insist on wearing long-sleeved clothes, and mangosteen should be the only one in the school.

Han Weisheng's eyes stayed on her for a moment, and this time it turned out to be three golden font-bold numbers: [94/59/95]

What's this?

Han Weisheng has not studied much about this kind of academic research, but he vaguely feels that the content represented by this number should be quite large, but he can't even see the appearance.

For the sake of academic rigor, Han Weisheng took a serious look again, and there was an annotation next to the number just displayed: [38F]

"Hiss~!"

Han Weisheng took a deep breath of the coconut milk that had been freshly squeezed for 30 years in his hand, and finally had an intuitive concept of this string of numbers.

However, it's all F, why does it look so ordinary on the surface?

"Old Han, I don't know if it's an illusion. When I first saw my classmate Mangosteen take the test, I vaguely felt that her breasts were a little big, but it seemed not very big."

Xia Ke leaned his body over, covered his mouth with his hands, and stared at the teacher in front of him, looking like an underground party joint.

"Um."

Han Weisheng took another look at the content entity corresponding to the Chinese and English letter ‘F’ in evaluation, and deeply agreed with Xia Ke’s words.

"Actually, I have always had a question. In more than two years, my classmate Mangosteen has never taken off her coat. Isn't she hot?"

Look around.

The other girls in the class were wearing half-sleeved T-shirts and small skirts, only mangosteen was wearing a full long sportswear, only his hands were exposed below his neck, and his face was sealed by a pair of thick glasses, leaving no room for others to think about.

"Whether it's hot or not, don't you know if you wear it yourself?"

Han Weisheng replied, and when he glanced at a booklet on Xia Ke's desk, a narration popped up in his eyes:

[A comic book, ‘that teacher’ likes this tune, and bringing more books when you go to the office will be surprising.]

Comic book?

Although he has already determined that Teacher Zhong is a friendly army, Han Weisheng has not yet thought about whether to go to the office at 8 pm and always finds it strange.

If you want to say go, what if the female devil does something to herself?

You can't say you can, what if the female devil does something to her?

However, the comic book incident gave Han Weisheng some inspiration - maybe the female devil just wanted to communicate with her in a simple and easy-to-understand manner with her, so she was quite looking forward to it.

"Xia Ke, how many comics do you have in your hand?" Han Weisheng asked.

"You like light and shadow, too?"

Xia Ke smiled and lowered his voice, "I will bring this book today. If you want to read it, I will..."

"Forget it tomorrow, I'll buy a few copies." Han Weisheng began to pack his schoolbag.

"Okay, do you have money to buy such books? Wait for me, I'll go too!" Xia Ke wanted to leave too.

"What are you going? You will have 2 and a half hours to finish school." Han Weisheng pushed Xia Ke back to his seat, and then walked out of the classroom with everyone's envious eyes.

Xia Ke: "Brother, it hurts my heart."

...

...

Ten minutes later, Ye Xiaoqi walked past the comic book store at the school gate with his schoolbag and saw Han Weisheng coming out of the store with a large stack of comic books, and while walking, he stuffed it into his schoolbag.

Ye Xiaoqi watched for a while, then crossed the road and walked into the bookstore alone.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw a row of books on the display stand on the left side had been emptied, and there were at least a dozen books.

"Boss, the one who went out before..."

"What?"

"Ah, I mean, what about the book I put here before? Why is it gone?" Ye Xiaoqi asked.

"You said that batch of "The Sky of Fate" has just been bought. I want to come back tomorrow." The boss replied.

"oh."

Ye Xiaoqi nodded, walked out the door calmly, and then used his mobile phone to pass through "The Sky of Fate" and his cheeks suddenly turned red.

"Xiaoqi, are you waiting for your dad here?" A handsome middle-aged man in police uniform walked over from Ye Xiaoqi.
To be continued...