"Just... my stomach is a little uncomfortable." Weird Ji was still pretending.

"Well, there is no big problem." The teacher looked at so many cameras and decided to give him face.

Jiang Bai thought it was a pity that if there was no camera, the teacher would probably take out his cell phone and call the head teacher on the spot:

Another one in your class pretends to be sick!

This "and" is very soulful, right?

"Can I lie here for a while?" asked Weird Ji.

"No problem, you can sleep here for a while." The teacher in the infirmary began to be sarcastic.

Weiwei Ji pretended not to understand, but he didn't want to go back and write "Pipa Xing" and was punished five times.

"Thank you." Weiwei Ji closed her eyes directly.

Jiang Bai held his forehead: "The originator of sarcastic spirit can't understand that others are sarcastic spirit."

You really have it!

Jiang Bai suddenly remembered that he seemed to have appointed a math class representative position in the class.

Yesterday I assigned a set of math papers...

After Chinese class, it’s math class, so you have to collect the papers before math class!

It was also boring to stay here to watch the weird Ji sleep, so Jiang Bai decided to go back to collect his homework.

A mature class representative dares to face the bleak homework book.

"Report." Jiang Bai returned to the class.

"Where is the weird classmate Ji?" the teacher said in confusion.

At this moment, the dictation of Pipa Xing has been completed. The teacher is correcting it, and the students below think that what they have passed is talking about.

I think I...well, Master Dao, Brother Beizi, Bo Ai, Ma Huan and others have already started copying.

Who can recite the pipa Xing in just a little while? Hello!

"The teacher in the infirmary said he was seriously ill, so he asked him to rest in the infirmary for a while." Jiang Bai said cleverly.

He didn't expect that this sentence would turn into a rumor that became more and more intense until it became:

The strange girl was hurt by love and jumped down from the second floor of the teaching building, and she also brought rose petals with her jumped down...

Grass! (Calcium oxide)

"Okay, come in first." The teacher nodded.

When Jiang Bai returned to his seat, he said to his classmates nearby: "Submit the math papers I sent yesterday. If you didn't write them, write them quickly and get them after class."

A common problem with class representatives is to collect homework in class.

The Chinese textbook is about to end, so they are given time to study for themselves.

After this get out of class, Jiang Bai ran to the podium: "Wait!"

"Wait?" Brother Beizi smiled.

Brother Beizi criticized him.

"God is so slow, four-legged chicken warns."

"Now hand over the math papers and I will take them to the office later." Jiang Bai preached to his classmates who had not yet completely dispersed.

It spread out, but not completely dispersed.

In a while...

"Why only twenty copies?" Jiang Bai rolled his eyes.

Forget it if you don’t do it or bring it, those that you still need to make up for it are really a scam.

Brother Beizi: "You are blessed with style, please copy that copy for me~"

Ma Huan: "Can the matter of cultural people be called copying? It is called reference! I want it too~"

Master Dao: "Bring the wind..."

"Master Dao, stop talking, verbal." Jiang Bai was so disgusted with the feeling.

Several big men shouted at him Ge Ge.

"Do you give it to me?" Master Dao pretended to be shy.

It made Jiang Bai feel even more disgusting.

You are so sexy!!

"Of course you can give it, but there are conditions." Jiang Bai said with a smile.

"What conditions?" the three people asked at the same time.

Have a good understanding of each other~

“A joint contribution.”

"make a deal!"

Soon they agreed.

If it is another up owner, they may not agree because the quality is not guaranteed.

But if it's a wind... why don't you agree quickly?

I have never heard of this: Is it all the best products produced by Daifeng?

The best proof is that the first place in the daily ranking list of each video is the bv number.

"Take it and copy it in five minutes." Jiang Bai took out a test paper that looked good.

Then he sat with them and copied it, but he didn't write it...

Last night, Xiu went to tease Weiwei Ji and eat instant noodles, and forgot to do his homework.

These idiots who study in the classroom are playing werewolf killing in groups.

Didn't write it either.

All the wicked people.

There are very few math papers, so I copied the fill-in-the-blank questions and copied the final result at any major questions.

It's finished in less than three minutes.

After counting carefully, there was only half of the good guy.

Jiang Bai walked into the office fearlessly, and the math teacher was watching videos on the computer.

Then, Jiang Bai, caught off guard, saw the humiliating moment of his boys and girls rushing forward in the teacher's computer.

Yellow glitter!

"Teacher, homework." Jiang Bai silently reminded from behind.

The Lord is still here!

The teacher turned around and looked at Jiang Bai, and there was still a voice outside the computer: "This is an up master from the Pokémon. He currently has three million fans on Pokémon..."

Oh, I have to mention a bit off topic, Jiang Bai has already four million.

On the day when "I'm Going to School" was recorded, I rushed to the 4 million mark yesterday.

But since Jiang Bai is still recording variety shows, he can only post a news that allows fans to choose a 4 million benefit.

Although these have not been discussed yet, this is not the most important thing.

Because the scene is a bit awkward at this moment.

The teacher is watching his dark history.

He was watching his teacher's dark history.

A hint of embarrassment was revealed in the infinite doll, just right.

"Oh, homework." A layer of sweat appeared in the center of the math teacher's extremely smart Mediterranean.

"Are you all?"

How could you not see that the pile of papers are inconsistent if you are old in the math teacher?

"It's all." Jiang Bai nodded.

"How many people in our class?"

“Fifty.”

“How many papers are there?”

“Fifty.”

Hey, good guy.
To be continued...