The bell rang and all the students did not move in their respective positions.

Teacher Li’s Chinese class is two consecutive classes. Today’s basic exam is impossible to give everyone a break during class.

"Teacher Li, why do you have to think that I am cheating? Lin Yi's classmate explained this place in detail, so I have an impression, but I just can't remember the specific content. I thought about it for a long time and finally remembered the general meaning. With my understanding, I wrote the answer. Since the key points were heard from Lin Yi, of course there are similarities. Isn't this normal?" Xiao Qiang was so tired of her repeated criticism that he tried to calm his anger and tried to reason with her.

"If it's other classmates, I admit that you have some reason, but I don't believe you." Teacher Li rejected his self-defense in one sentence.

Xiao Qiang sighed long, gave up his attempt to communicate with her, and asked calmly: "I didn't look around and didn't carry a piece of paper. Do the teacher still think I was cheating?"

He is ready to make a final communication.

No matter what the final communication result is, he will never admit to cheating, otherwise he will leave an impression on the head teacher. No matter how well he baked, the teacher will not think it is his real grade.

This is definitely not in line with Xiao Qiang's original intention of relying on the mysterious space to successfully cope with the exam.

So, he must stick to it.

Teacher Li thought his retreat was because he was speechless and was unforgivable: "Tell me honestly, how did you cheat!"

Xiao Qiang raised his head and looked at her coldly, his voice was very calm and his tone was very cold: "Do I cheat or not, you have to show evidence. You can't just say that I cheated, just because you are the head teacher, I must cheat. I have to catch thieves and get stolen stolen, and take traitors and get doubles. As a people's teacher, you won't know? The judge still has to tell evidence when he judges!"

He paused for a moment, considering whether to slow down his tone, but when he saw Teacher Li's obvious distrust and contemptuous look, he became angry: "The teacher insisted that I cheated because I was a poor student? Although I did not cheat, even if I was cheating, the teacher was convicted by suspicion without finding the exact evidence? Or... only the top students were treated with preferential treatment for being caught and being punished without punishment?"

Xiao Qiang understood that talking about whether to cheat now will only make him more trouble, so he simply shifted his target, equated "cheating" with "whether to trust poor students", and replaced Teacher Li's target with all poor students, so that the more he mixed, the better.

The number of poor students is much larger than that of excellent students, and standing with most people is the best choice.

As soon as he said this, the students who were caught by Teacher Li cheating were all stolen and felt the same.

When I was a student, poor students had no human rights. This became almost a law and was also an unforgettable nightmare for most poor students!

However, his words also made one or two people feel uncomfortable.

Liu Bo pushed away the table and chair with a blushing face, stood up with a blushing neck and said angrily: "Xiao Qiang! Don't mess around, what is the preferential treatment of 'the best students who are good at cheating and are caught without punishment'? The teacher found out that you cheated, don't think that arguing randomly can alleviate your mistakes!" As he said that, he grabbed the test paper on the table and shook around, "Look, my test paper has been completed except for the composition. I just rushed to check the right or wrong just now, and then flipped through the book. This is completely different from your nature!"

"Is that?" Xiao Qiang didn't turn his head and looked at Teacher Li in a calm tone, his tone was dull, but full of mocking taste, "That's right. It turns out that you didn't do the composition, but just rush to check the answer in advance, not cheating. It turns out that you are a gentleman who has checked the answer and found that the question was wrong, and he will only sigh, but he will never correct the errors in the test paper. In this way, my previous accusations were completely based on the heart of a villain and the abdomen of a gentleman. I should apologize to you solemnly!"

There was a laughter of eating in the classroom.

Teacher Li's eyes swept past sternly, and the students were so scared that they quickly lowered their heads and stopped their laughter. In the eyes of simple students, the teacher was like a God.

Xiao Qiang curled his lips, and the last trace of patience was dispelled from his heart. In Teacher Li's mind, his image could not improve. Since things have come to this point, there is no need to endure, so he just spoke up: "What is a top student? What is a poor student? Is it a top student who has a good memory? Look at the reality of society. Most of the people who got rich first were not successful in state-owned factories. Some were even forced to join the business world, set up street stalls, and be hawkers. There were also a large number of professional breeders and farmers who did not have much knowledge. But

They dare to fight and separate and fight in the ocean of business. Now, they have become the first group of people who have become rich by the state! The times are different! The measurement standards of top students and poor students in the wave of reform are different from those in the past! You can cultivate so-called talents in the past, but the ultimate measurement standards of talent is reality - the reality now is: students who listen to teachers and can only read books by themselves cannot be called talents; poor students who are quick in mind and have a certain degree of expertise and decisive in their actions are not bad students!"

Teacher Li was stunned by his big remarks, and the impact of reality often made her sigh that she could not understand the world. She didn't expect Xiao Qiang to suddenly say such a truth, which was completely inconsistent with Xiao Qiang who only knew how to fight and cause trouble in her impression, and she was absent for a moment.

The classroom in Class 2 (2) of Senior High School was silent. Xiao Qiang's words not only deeply stimulated Teacher Li, but also penetrated into everyone's hearts, especially those students who did not have good grades and therefore gave up on themselves, which made them feel refreshed.

It is hard for everyone to say whether the profound truth in Xiao Qiang's words is correct, but the tens of thousands of households that can be seen everywhere in the newspapers and publicity have really pointed out a way out for them - achievements are not the only way out!

Lin Yi secretly looked at Xiao Qiang's side face, and she was also surprised by his remarks today. Can such a profound statement be said by the big boy in the past?

She suddenly felt that she hadn't really seen this deskmate clearly before.

"Just just sophistry! People without knowledge can never become great!" Fang Bo felt very uncomfortable. According to Xiao Qiang's words, are these people with good grades not as good as those poor students?

Nonsense, we just don’t have this opportunity!

Xiao Qiang turned his head and looked at Fang Bo seriously for the first time, patting his hands gently: "Student Fang Bo said it well! People without knowledge cannot start a big career, but what does it mean to have knowledge? Get up early every day for five o'clock, and the Literature, History, Geography Cup is well-versed, so is it called knowledge? Let's put aside the point of not seeking progress. Many students have poor memorization, some have poor understanding, some have a headache with English, and some have headaches with mathematics. However, generally speaking, their ability to interact with people is better than that of top students. At the same time, they know how much they are, they are not arrogant and arrogant, and their emotional intelligence is higher than IQ. Please think about which one is easier to succeed?"

Teacher Li felt a little confused. She saw the thoughtful expressions of the students in the class, and found that the scene was losing control. Therefore, she was eager to turn the topic back to the track she could control, and snorted coldly: "Xiao Qiang, now we are talking about your cheating, not just making the words change the topic!"

Xiao Qiang laughed and recalled what he had done since entering the classroom. As long as Lin Yibao keeps the secret, his fierce remarks are truly diverting his attention. Even if Teacher Li calms down, he will focus his thoughts on his remarks and ignore his abnormal performance in answering questions. So he added fire: "Although I believe my problem is caused by the teacher's prejudice against us poor students, I will discuss this. Since Teacher Li thinks I'm in

I will not say much if I change the concept. As I said at the beginning, I don’t have a schoolbag, no paper copy, no whispering, and no peeking at the test paper. Just because I have a similar answer to the same question as my deskmate, I will be cheating. Teacher Li, if your neighbor’s neighbor’s home stolen a TV set, and then the Public Security Bureau found a TV set of the same brand as your neighbor’s home, and then you will be determined to be a thief. May I ask, are you convinced?"

Teacher Li was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He was stuck in his throat in one breath, and he couldn't get up or down, and his face became even more ugly.

Seeing her expression, Xiao Qiang knew that he could not continue talking. If he really made the old woman angry in the classroom, he was so excited. He rubbed the test papers and raised his head and said, "Teacher Li, I have always done the test papers so seriously and used my brain too much. Now my head hurts so much. I want to take a leave to see a doctor. Do you agree?"

"Okay!" Teacher Li forced a word out from his teeth.

She has never seen a difficult student like Xiao Qiang. Students are not afraid of the teacher, but instead talk about it and force the teacher into a corner. Such students, let alone go home to rest, will not be uncommon even if they never come again!

EQ and IQ, go see its ghost!

Xiao Qiang returned the borrowed pen to Lin Yi, and walked out calmly without lingering in the classroom. He was left with only a group of students with complex expressions, staring at his back with various eyes including disgust, hostility, gratitude, joy, regret, admiration, etc.

Before I could walk out of the corridor, I heard a middle-aged woman shouting loudly from the classroom of Class 2 of Senior High School: "What else can I look at? Exam! Answer me questions!"

Xiao Qiang walked out of the school and breathed a sigh of relief.

During this period of time, he had been in a car accident, sucked in a blood-colored vortex, reborn with his body, and was carrying a mysterious space. A series of changes followed one after another, but he never had a space to think calmly. He had no time to sort out his thoughts, and he felt so uncomfortable. Now, through a burst of explosion, he vented his heart with a refreshing vent and expressing his heart. Finally, he vented the resentment in his chest. The person who was the explosion was still the head teacher who he dared not offend before, and he felt very comfortable.

Xiao Qiang walked comfortably on the streets of the provincial capital and checked his memories. The side of the Fu River was extremely quiet. He decided to sit by the Fu River for a while and sort out his ideas.

The provincial capital is located in the southwest plain. Since the construction of Dujiangyan by Li Bing and his son in the Qin Dynasty, they have changed floods and droughts into fertile lands. Since ancient times, they have been known as the country of Tianfu. They have the reputation of promoting one and benefiting two. The residents live a prosperous and comfortable life. Because they are far away from the hustle and bustle of politics, most of them like to invite three or five friends to make a pot of tea and talk about the world. There are many teahouses in the city, which is also a cityscape.

It is autumn, as the saying goes, the weather is clear and the sky is clean and clean, and the red sun is hanging high, but there is no burning feeling.

Xiao Qiang walked along the way, and many open-air tea shops were open. A simple wooden table and four bamboo chairs were surrounded by each other. In the morning, there were a few tea guests leaning on the back of chairs, reading books, reading newspapers, and some elderly people were wearing bird cages, drinking tea, listening to the birds singing, leisurely and contentment.

The main roads on the road are all cement pavement, and the rest of the streets are also covered with asphalt, which is clean and tidy.

When passing by some alleys, Xiao Qiang found that these alleys still retain an ancient flavor. Most of them are brick and tiled bungalows on both sides. The road surface is either bluestone road or bricks, and there are also pebbles paved, each with its own characteristics and full of ancient interests.

In Xiao Qiang's chaotic memory of his past life, urban buildings were basically tall buildings. Although they were tall, they had no characteristics and were the same. The pedestrians on the road were rushing, appearing dull and cold, so they were as rich and colorful as this era.

Therefore, he deliberately avoided the mainland and crept around in the alleys. At the entrance of some very old houses, he lingered and was immersed in the scene of time flowing back, and his mood gradually became calm.

After coming out of the alley, noisy electronic music came from a bright shop next to it. There was a small corner cabinet at the door of the shop. He walked to the side and looked over and found that it was an electronic entertainment room.

In the memory of past lives, computer games, online games, and home electronic game consoles have subdivided the electronic game market, and coin-operated electronic entertainment room doors are deserted and they all go bankrupt.

Seeing this ancient coin-operated game console, Xiao Qiang walked in curiously.

The game room is not big, only about ten square meters. There are two slew of game consoles placed against both walls, both of which are fighting and air combat, and a few idle boys are playing on it.

He walked around and found that these games were generally rough in the picture and the sound effects were simple, so he lost interest.

He knew that Xiao Qiang used to like playing games, but although he didn't know what era he was from in his previous life, this kind of rough game really couldn't lift his spirit in his eyes.

It was like someone who was used to eating big fish and meat. Suddenly someone invited him to eat stick noodles and steamed buns, and praised him vigorously: Hi, brother, this thing is delicious! He would not be interested in trying it.

Architecture is old because it contains artistic value. No one is interested in games with backward technology except nostalgic people.

Xiao Qiang didn't even remember the memories of his previous life, so he wouldn't feel nostalgic.

Strictly speaking, he is more like a contemporary person born in this era and possesses a future introduction material.

Among so many simple games, I have to say that some of the memories are the air combat game that the boy in front of me is playing, called the Thunder and Lightning Warplane. He remembers that he seemed to have played a few games on the Internet cafe computer because of boredom. It was a casual game installed by the boss on the computer. Of course, he was quickly left behind by him at that time, and he was even less interested at the moment.

"Do you want to play? If you want to play, just put coins. If you don't play, don't block here, as it will prevent me from passing the level." The boy who was playing with the Thunder and Lightning Fighter glanced back at him.

Xiao Qiang was happy. What's the point of bragging about such an ancient game? I didn't show off my skills and thought I was a stick.

"How to sell game coins?" He touched his body, and there was only two dollars. There was no way. His parents both ate the army. The salary in the army was not high, so he could only give him two dollars a week.

"Three for one dollar." said the boss guarding the corner cabinet at the door.

The boy who was playing the game took a break from his busy schedule, looked back at the boss, said nothing, and turned around and continued to compete with the enemy.

"Come three coins." Xiao Qiang knew that the boss must have thought that he didn't understand, so he increased the price, but for this old-fashioned game, you can pass the level with just one coin.

One dollar was exchanged for three game coins, and Xiao Qiang invested all the coins into the game console and ate the coins.

The young man glanced at him sideways and put all the game coins into the same game at one time. He looked like a rookie. He would definitely be cleaned in less than three minutes.

Xiao Qiang was very angry and looked down on me, so he saw me open the plane... The gate was broken, dazzled, why was this controller not in charge? He caught the game controller and shaking the fighter, and the fighter swayed, flying and stopping, which was very slow.

"Boss, your broken machine has a very stiff handle and you can't control the plane at all."

"It's good to be able to play so many people." The boss sold the game coins and ignored them. He wanted his game characters to die soon, so he asked him to buy a few more game coins.

"Damn!" Xiao Qiang died three fighter jets before he found some feeling, continued the level, and used up all three fighter jets of the second game coin. He could barely cooperate with the boy, and was a little busy. Only after the last game coin could he successfully pass the level.

"You are having a good time, you get started very quickly." The boy praised him indifferently.

There is nothing to be happy to play such a backward game. Having said that, Xiao Qiang is still focused on it. He doesn't want to fail even if he plays such backward game.

Unfortunately, when facing the final boss, his slow handle once again cost him the price, and the fighter plane was knocked out twice in a row.

"It's a pity that we have to pass the clearance. Do you want to add a dollar?" The boss came up again.

Xiao Qiang touched his nose and suddenly laughed: "No, I'll just play around."
Chapter completed!