Chapter 41

"Mr. Zhang, don't cry. Well, well, I'm wrong. Why don't you do it again? This time I promise to stand still and fight as you like. "

Zhang Hui is deeply wronged. He doesn't blame Tang Zichen for being merciless, but he hates his incompetence. Even Tang Zichen can't win with 10% of his strength.

Tang Zichen suddenly called out: "Oh." Then he fell on the ground, covered his chest and said in pain: "Oh, pain, Mr. Zhang, quickly, quickly put away your Yang finger. Your one Yang finger can hurt people invisibly. Even if it is separated by a hundred steps, it will be hurt by your one Yang finger. If it is serious, it will be killed, if it is light, it will be disabled. Mr. Zhang, put away Yiyang finger first... "

The class was silent, looking at Tang Zichen lying on the ground pretending to be in pain, and with an exaggerated expression, this guy's acting skills can win the prize. But if you really believe it, it's the hell.

Mr. Zhang cried: "don't hit face again, Tang Zichen, OK?"

Tang Zichen, helpless, got up from the ground, patted Zhang Hui on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't be sad. It's not that your martial arts are too low, but that my martial arts are too high. In the future, guard against arrogance and impatience, and wholeheartedly grasp the essence of martial arts, OK? "

"Well." Zhang Hui nodded, like a younger generation.

Tang Zichen said with a smile: "don't cry. Go back to class. Are you all in a hurry? Didn't you still clamor for class just now? "

Zhang Hui got up from the ground. As soon as he looked up, the whole class stared at them stupidly.

Tang Zichen said: "don't look, don't look, everyone sit down, teacher Zhang is going to class."

Zhang Hui went to the platform, picked up the book, regardless of everyone's eyes, said: "the basic expression of quadratic function is: y = ax + BX + C (a ≠ 0). The highest degree of a quadratic function must be quadratic, and the image of a quadratic function is a parabola whose axis of symmetry is parallel to or coincident with the Y axis.... "

Class in a strange atmosphere, but how many people listen to do not know, because the students have not yet reacted from shock.

Half an hour later, class is over.

Zhang Hui said the class was over, and then nodded politely to Tang Zichen before leaving the classroom, as if it was impolite not to nod with Tang Zichen before leaving.

As soon as the head teacher left, Wang Qiang said: "Zichen, your martial arts are too high. My God, the head teacher is not your opponent."

All the students in the class gathered around.

"Zichen, your martial arts can definitely rank in the top 12 or even the 11th of Baiyun middle school."

"Wow, it's a great honor for our class to have a top 12 martial arts player."

Tang Zichen laughed: "I'm flattered. In fact, my martial arts are not strong at all. My martial arts are too weak."

At this time, Zhou Peng snorted: "Tang Zichen, don't you pretend to be dead?"

Tang Zichen is stunned: "pretend to compare, I do not pretend to compare now?"

"Hum, is there any pretending comparison? Ask all the students, I look down on the people who have some strength to pretend comparison."

Tang Zichen looked at the students and said, "do I have a costume match?"

All the students laughed. NIMA's pretending was so obvious. He said that he didn't pretend and his martial arts were so high. He also said that his martial arts were too weak and weak, which was a little unbearable for everyone.

However, Tang Zichen really didn't pretend. Now that he is so weak, Tang Zichen only has this kind of martial arts. Compared with his time in the world, he is totally a three legged cat. Tang Zichen is right. He really thinks his martial arts are weak now.

"I think my martial arts are really weak. It's called pretending. I can't stand you. Come on, let's go."

The students dispersed one after another, and the boys who were jealous of Tang Zichen despised Tang Zichen in their hearts.

At this time, a teacher came in from outside. The teacher called out: "who is Tang Zichen?"

"I don't know." Tang Zichen stood up.

The teacher said, "Tang Zichen, I'm Chen Tianming, the head teacher of class 32 in senior three. Now pack up your things and go to class 32 with me."

"Why class 32?" Asked Tang Zichen.

The teacher snorted, "I don't know. Liu Chenming asked me."

With that, the teacher turned and walked away. It seemed that he didn't welcome Tang Zichen.

Tang Zichen understood. Liu Chenming said hello to the school and arranged Tang Zichen to Liu Xiangyun's class to protect Liu Xiangyun. Just now, Tang Zichen was still wondering why he had not arranged to go to Liu Xiangyun's class.

Tang Zichen packed up his schoolbag and was just about to leave when Wang Qiang pulled Tang Zichen away. He said, "you're leaving me so soon?"

All the students in the class said, "Zichen, why do you want to go to class 32?"

"You should not abandon class three or five in order to soak Liu Xiangyun."

"Our class just had a whole school level master, you are going to leave?"

Tang Zichen said with a smile: "dear students, I'm sorry. If you miss me in the future, you can go to class 32 and play with me. Well, I'll go firstEveryone despised him one after another. In order to pick up girls, they transferred to other classes. Fortunately, they just adored him, and there was no sense of honor in the class.

Tang Zichen picked up his books and was ready to leave. He just came to the platform.

"Zichen." Wang Qiang shouts that Tang Zichen is the only one in the class who is willing to talk to him. As soon as Tang Zichen leaves, no one in the class talks to him.

Tang Zichen looked back at Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang's eyes were red.

Tang Zichen asked: "Wang Qiang, would you like to go to class 32 with me?"

Wang Qiang laughed, "I certainly would, but it's not your has the final say."

"who has the final say?" Asked Tang Zichen.

"My grades are so poor, where will class 32 accept me? I want to change classes unless the teaching director approves."

At this moment, the teaching director came from the outside. He was a little nervous and said in secret: "finally, I found a reason. Tang Zichen wanted to change his class. I went to help him move things. I don't know whether the reason is reasonable or not. But I can't manage that much. "

When the teacher came to class 5, grade 3 of senior high school, he was glad to see that Tang Zichen had not moved in.

Tang Zichen recognized the teaching director at a glance. Isn't it the teacher who was in Zhang Hui's office in the morning? He wanted to ask him to accept his apprentice, but he was refused by Tang Zichen. Didn't he give up? Tang Zichen asked, "it's you again. What are you doing here?"

The teaching director pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "Zichen, I heard that you are moving to class 32 in senior three. After hearing the news, I came here to help you move things."

Tang Zichen heart said, this teacher how so shameless ah, said not to accept apprentices, but also shameless.

At the moment, the students in the class were surprised. The teaching director himself came to help Tang Zichen move things, right?

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