“…”

The opening ceremony seemed boring to him.

In the next three days, this young man who wanted to work hard would listen carefully in class, study hard after class, and prepare to become an excellent middle school student.

But God always likes to joke...

With 360 points, Zhang Shang found that he was completely an alien among students...

The teacher teaches, and he listens to the heavenly books.

After class, I just stared at me.

Assign homework, just kneel if you don’t copy it.

I have cheated my father, so don’t think I can turn over and be a grandpa…

So, after three days of popularity, student Zhang said, I should become an excellent bad student with strong qualities.

"Food on the Bite of the Tongue" has 800,000 words, all of which have been settled to 1,000.

In this era, the data is not bad. I am used to reading the classmate Zhang, who always counts tens of thousands in later generations, and I don’t know how bad my book is.

Starting from the fourth day, he built a fortress and piled all the textbooks on the desk. Once his head was lowered, he would be his own little world.

Find the outline and start your typing career.

"Hey, that classmate, why are you always bowing your head? There is gold under your feet?"

The political teacher is a short, fat, 30-year-old sister with eyes. She is a newcomer and is not familiar with the students' names.

Zhang Shang sat up when he heard the sound, and was shouted to the point of his thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, without looking at the podium, my left hand spread to support my forehead, and my index finger and middle finger slid on my forehead, making a thoughtful look.

"That student, you can't hear it?" The political teacher was angry. The first time I saw someone like this who dared to ignore the teacher just after school started.

I'll call you, you should stand up. This is the basic respect for the teacher. What does it mean when you sit still and don't move?

"Hey, the teacher is calling you." Zhang Shangshou was a little beauty in front of him, and turned around and knocked on the table to remind him.

"Oh...oh?" Zhang Shang looked up.

The whole class was watching, and his eyes were staring at the podium, letting him know what he had done just now...

"stand up!"

Bang...

The sound of the blackboard eraser slapping the podium hard, and the political teacher's angry roar.

"Teacher, are you calling me?" Zhang Shang stood up, his brain was slow, and his reaction was slow a few beats...

"I have never seen a student like you. Are you motivated?" The political teacher walked down from the podium with great enthusiasm and said, "What did I say just now, repeat it to me."

"I didn't listen." Zhang Shang thought for a while and said.

"I...!!!" What a damn, what a damn!

I didn't hear what the teacher said clearly, and I felt a little embarrassed and guilty.

You didn't hear it clearly, and you were confident that you seemed to be owed to you, and you had already opened a vegetarian.

"How could No. 1 Middle School accept students like you? What is your name and how many points will you get into the exam?"

The political teacher was really angry this time, his mouth was broken and his words were like a slingshot.

"Zhang Shang, 360 points." Zhang Shang said.

"Wow……"

“360?”

"How is that possible?"

"This is the principal's son..."

"Why don't the director of the Education Bureau have an illegitimate child?"

The whole class was in chaos, whispering to each other, and classmate Zhang was in the limelight for a while...

There are no one in this class who score less than 600 points.

"Zhang Shang?" The political teacher muttered and asked with a tense face: "Is Zhang Zhiwei your father?"

"yes."

"You can, next time I meet your dad, I will talk about it with him." The political teacher said a little calmer, lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said: "Tell him, it's also an explanation. If you continue to do this in the future, don't let your dad come to me if you don't have a good grade exam."

"Okay." Zhang Shang said.

“…”
Chapter completed!