(BL)(MTL)The Right Way to Conquer Paranoid True Master [Wear the Book]

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Return Gift

    Yao Yao uttered nonsense in the teacher's office, stunned all the teachers present, and for a while, the office was silent.

    After a while, one of the teachers sitting in the corner spoke up and said to Lao Xiao in a smiling voice, "Mr. Xiao, the students in your class are really amazing."

    I couldn't tell if it was sarcasm or flattery . , but made Lao Xiao want to spank Yao Yao's ass, he glared at Yao Yao and said, "Who wants to see you do a yangko dance." If Yao Yao is talking

    nonsense here, the head teacher feels that his face is going to lose his face, and after a few words of education, let him go back.

    As Yao Yao himself said, bragging is not illegal, and everything will be dealt with after the final exam.

    After the battle in the teacher's office, Yao Yao's reputation rose, and his deeds immediately spread throughout the grade.

    The students in other classes regarded Yao Yao as a circus with the mentality of watching jokes, and some people spread rumors in a prudent way, saying that Yao Yao's father bought out the teacher, so Yao Yao was so confident.

    Yao Yao's classmates also watched the excitement at first, but later things spread more and more, and their mood gradually became complicated.

    There was a gap between the normal class and the experimental class. When this happened, the students in the experimental class were like watching a monkey show. They thought it was ridiculous for the normal class to do such a thing, which made the students in the normal class very upset.

    What's the matter, ordinary classes are not eligible to study?

    So some people began to hope that Yao Yao could become a dark horse, and let those academics see that the students in their ordinary class were equally awesome.

    The only thing that was uncomfortable was the former classmate who ranked first. In his eyes, Yao Yao was not even a big threat to him, but when the news spread, he had to fight and pretend he didn't care. Roll your eyes inwardly.

    Only Yao Yao himself was as calm as usual. What should he do? When he had time, he would lie on the desk and do the questions. This incident gave him the perfect excuse. When those friends came to look for him in the past, he shied away and said he wanted to study. .

    Yao Yao once again rejected the proposal of his parents to ask a tutor for him, and summed up the knowledge points by himself.

    Almost all students in key middle schools go to remedial classes on weekends. Yao Yao has also thought about this problem. It is true that he can get twice the result with half the effort when he encounters a good teacher, but he is different from ordinary students, and it is troublesome to deal with teachers.

    Fortunately, it was the first year of high school when I crossed over, and the content was not that much. It was another thing to go to the third year of high school.

    Holding the textbook, Yao Yao found an A4-sized notebook, drew a mind map on it, and built the knowledge framework of each course bit by bit.

    He almost buried himself in the paper, turning a deaf ear even when the noise started four weeks after class.

    Yao Yao's focused look fell into the eyes of others, and it was another scene. The boy with big eyes lowered his head, his long black eyelashes trembled with the drift of his vision, like a small brush brushing on the apex of a person's heart.