Teacher Qi Chuan raised his arm, which was still wearing a cast, and shouted first: "For math students, die for mathematics, and fight for mathematics for the rest of their lives! Mathematicians are the soul of mathematics, learn mathematics well and be the best! I have a couple of people every day to learn mathematics, and I will be a good student for this math that I can't learn! Come on! Mathematicians!"

"..." Shi Sang took the lead and looked at the podium with a look of looking at the psychopath.

Perhaps it was a bit embarrassing, and the students in the class all came to a silence.

But Teacher Qi Chuan gave the effect of the sentence "As long as I don't feel embarrassed, the embarrassing one is someone else" to the extreme, and asked without any embarrassment: "Hmm? Uh? Why is no one shouting with me? The class monitor? What about the class monitor!"

After being named, Shi Sang had to touch his nose, get up and stand up: "...is."

Teacher Qi Chuan was very excited: "You - start and shout with the class together, shouting three times!"

Shi Sang: "..."

It is difficult to violate the teacher's order.

After a while, Shi Sang closed his eyes, threw the jar and shouted out: "Mathematics student--"

The classmates in the class shouted like a rush to put on the shelves: "...mathematics students."

Shi Sang: "Die for mathematics--"

The whole class had no desire to be happy: "…Die for mathematics."

"Hit up my friends! Can you please let me hear your enthusiasm?"

Teacher Qi Chuan's arms slammed on the podium with a clang, shaking rhythm for them.

"Young man! Be passionate! Be high-pitched! Be full of emotions and fullness!"

Shi Sang: "..."

All students: "…"

It can be called a large-scale social death scene.

Shi Sang felt that he heard the voices of all the classmates in the class in an instant: We chose to die on the spot.

Teacher Qi Chuan's arm that had been cast was knocked on the podium again with a bang, and said cheerfully: "Don't stop! Continue! The class monitor is starting again!"

Shi Sang's expression was muddy: "For a mathematics student——"

The whole class: "…master students."

"Speak louder, my friends! I can't hear it!" Teacher Qi Chuan put his broken hand on his ear and made a gesture of a loudspeaker.

"Scream it out with all the best, let me feel your enthusiasm for mathematics in all directions and levels!"

“…”

It's simply the scene where a large neuropath lets himself go.

The knife was already crossing his neck, and he could not let him take the initiative. Shi Sang made a desperate move, regardless of whether he was embarrassed or not. He closed his eyes and shouted loudly: "Classmates shouted to me! Mathematics people! Mathematical soul! Learn mathematics well and strive to be the best!"

The class was quiet at first, and then followed their squad leader who was not ashamed of face and shouted: "Come on! Mathematician!"

After shouting three times in a row, Teacher Qi Chuan nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, very good, full of momentum."

All students: "…"

They collapsed in the seat in unison, all in a state of being out of their bodies.

Teacher Qi Chuan then called for the end of get out of class, then put the test paper that had been taught a few questions into his armpits, he got off the podium hemiplegic, then pushed open the front door hemiplegic, and finally walked towards the office hemiplegic.

Shi Sang stood in his seat, touching his nose awkwardly. For a moment, he seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned his head and looked at the glass window against the side of the corridor.

Then unexpectedly met dozens of faces.

Two big words are clearly written on each face - idiot.
Chapter completed!