Chapter 904
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Zhao Shi maintained the expressionless expression he often appeared in the past seven hundred years, and formed a contrast with more than 50 classmates who had become tearful.
The students around him noticed his appearance and immediately glared.
Wu yu'er, who cried the most among the girls, angrily accused him: "Zhao Shi, teacher Yang usually takes care of you most. How can you be so cold-blooded!"
It's true. Because of the lack of resources and pills, Zhao Shi, a cowardly and deceiving character, was able to cultivate to the Ninth level of martial arts. Yang Qiushui paid a lot of hard work, and many of his classmates were jealous.
Zhao Shi did not speak.
According to his experience, such ambiguous moral problems can not be identified by language.
"Hum! This man is born like this. He is a martial disciple of level 9. He deserves to be beaten by his father every day! "
Wu yu'er next to a high nose boy cold hum.
He was the one who hit Zhao Shi in front of her just because Zhao Shi and Wu yu'er had said a few words two days ago.
However, to tell the truth, the main reason for Xiao Zhao Shi's suicide is that Zhao has exerted great pressure on him since he was a child and he forced himself to attack wutui level 10, which has nothing to do with him. It's just an ordinary campus abuse incident.
But it is also a secondary incentive, Zhao Shi will not give him a good face.
"What expression are you looking at..."
Angered by Zhao Shi, he slaps the table and points to Zhao Shi.
I just want to sit down. I just want to stand up.
Yang Qiushui took back his stern eyes: "Zhao Shi is not good at expressing his feelings. Did you know that for the first day?"
"And, Liang Qi, they are all classmates. Who do you want to do
Liang Qi said honestly, "teacher, I was wrong."
After such a interruption, the atmosphere in the classroom is more relaxed,
"it's good to know that you are wrong. Don't bully your classmates!"
Yang Qiushui said with satisfaction: "we still have class group? In the future, what will be said in the class group? If you want to meet, you can meet at any time. What are you crying about? "
"Well, let's go! Zhao Shi came to the office with me, and the people who were going to sign up for the college entrance examination also came along. "
"Stand up!"
Wu yu'er suddenly yelled. Everyone except Zhao Shi stood up, bowed and said in order:
"thank you, Mr. Yang. It's our honor to have you with us for three years in high school."
In a society where civilians can only live for 50 years, they are no longer children.
If you don't go to high school, many people have already married and have children. Naturally, they know how lucky they have been in the past three years.
There are more than 1000 students in the third senior high school of No.2 Middle School, and there are about 20 classes. Of the 123 people who can sign up for the college entrance examination, class 2 occupies three places, which is almost equal to class 1, which has carefully selected students.
Among the remaining 40 odd people, many of them are at the eighth and ninth levels, and they are even more than one class, which gives them a lot of confidence before they enter the society.
The students in other classes didn't know how envious and envious. Many students had the cheek to enter class two, but they were politely and strongly expelled by her.
It is said that the headmaster also tried to cram his son in, but failed.
What's more, even the most stupid people know how valuable they are.
Many of the most active people are already planning to sell them to other classes at a high price when they find a job.
"Students..."
Yang Qiushui a Leng, eyes slightly moist.
"It's my pleasure to spend three years with you. I wish you all a happy life in the future."
Seeing that her tears were about to overflow, she felt a little humiliated and ran to her office.
After she left, the class 2 students, who bowed neatly, scattered slowly. Many people looked around with dismay at the place where they had spent three years, packed up their books and clothes, and left slowly.
Step out of the class, step out of the school, they will start to enter the social work, at least one year, more than three or five years of marriage, children, never again young.
Before long, there were only four people left in the classroom, namely Zhao Shi, Wu yu'er and Liang Qi.
There is also Zhang Xiaoya, who also has a black scabbard sword with her. Yang Qiushui once praised her talent for her lightness and agility.
"You deliberately play truant and make innovations on purpose. You want to win the attention of teacher Yang through this method?"
When there were few people around him, Liang Qi sneered at Zhao Shi and said, "it's a pity that you're just a Wutu grade 9 garbage. Only we can stay with Mr. Yang in the future."
Wu yu'er suddenly realized that she looked at Zhao Shi with disdain.
Zhao Shi didn't look at them. He got up from his seat and went to Yang Qiushui's office.
Lu is very familiar with him. When Xiao Zhao Shi entered the first grade of senior high school, he was only a martial apprentice of level 6. He was timid and had poor aptitude. He was able to jump one level a year because Yang Qiushui had opened a lot of small stoves for him.Liang Qi saw the blue veins in the back. He pressed his knife handle on his waist and said coldly, "you wait. I'd better not let me see you outside the school."
Climbing up the third floor, the room on the far right of the stairs is Yang Qiushui's office. Opposite the door is a tall Wisteria flower. When it is in full bloom, it is like a purple and white waterfall, and the fragrance of flowers is blowing.
Knock on the door.
"Come in, please."
The door is not locked, Zhao Shi opens and reveals Yang Qiushui, who is writing something on his desk.
Her office is independent, very broad, at least through half a floor, although the decoration is elegant and restrained, but people who know the goods can see the noble spirit that permeates into the bone marrow.
"Why are you skipping classes today?"
Seeing Zhao Shi come in, she put down her pen and asked sternly.
"Teacher, I'm sorry. Something happened to my family. I really had to do it."
Zhao Shi bowed slightly, and his face showed a mixture of uneasiness and shame. After thinking about it, he added some hidden love to his eyes.
It's not difficult to transform the spirit consciousness of the old and strange people. It's just like the rebirth of Zhao Shi.
"Your father again?"
As soon as this kind of vision appeared, Yang Qiushui's heart softened, and he no longer put his face on purpose. He said in a soft voice: "you are already an adult. You are a strong man at level 9. You are better than your father. You should be confident. Don't be so afraid."
"Yes, I know." Zhao Shi Na Na Dao, and before numerous times as promised.
"You can't do that."
Yang Qiushui sighed: "the society is very complex and dangerous. There is a lot of competition among them. Even if you are stronger than them, there will be many people bullying you."
"Forget it. Let's talk about how to refine the liver meridian of zuque Yin of the twelfth ZHENGJING. You should firmly remember that when you practice later, don't make mistakes..."
Liang Qi's three people also came to the office, and when they saw Yang Qiushui making up for Zhao Shi's truancy class, they couldn't help but envy and envy in their hearts.
If they could get such meticulous guidance from teacher Yang, they might have reached the 11th level of Wutu.
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Zhao Shi maintained the expressionless expression he often appeared in the past seven hundred years, and formed a contrast with more than 50 classmates who had become tearful.
The students around him noticed his appearance and immediately glared.
Wu yu'er, who cried the most among the girls, angrily accused him: "Zhao Shi, teacher Yang usually takes care of you most. How can you be so cold-blooded!"
It's true. Because of the lack of resources and pills, Zhao Shi, a cowardly and deceiving character, was able to cultivate to the Ninth level of martial arts. Yang Qiushui paid a lot of hard work, and many of his classmates were jealous.
Zhao Shi did not speak.
According to his experience, such ambiguous moral problems can not be identified by language.
"Hum! This man is born like this. He is a martial disciple of level 9. He deserves to be beaten by his father every day! "
Wu yu'er next to a high nose boy cold hum.
He was the one who hit Zhao Shi in front of her just because Zhao Shi and Wu yu'er had said a few words two days ago.
However, to tell the truth, the main reason for Xiao Zhao Shi's suicide is that Zhao has exerted great pressure on him since he was a child and he forced himself to attack wutui level 10, which has nothing to do with him. It's just an ordinary campus abuse incident.
But it is also a secondary incentive, Zhao Shi will not give him a good face.
"What expression are you looking at..."
Angered by Zhao Shi, he slaps the table and points to Zhao Shi.
I just want to sit down. I just want to stand up.
Yang Qiushui took back his stern eyes: "Zhao Shi is not good at expressing his feelings. Did you know that for the first day?"
"And, Liang Qi, they are all classmates. Who do you want to do
Liang Qi said honestly, "teacher, I was wrong."
After such a interruption, the atmosphere in the classroom is more relaxed,
"it's good to know that you are wrong. Don't bully your classmates!"
Yang Qiushui said with satisfaction: "we still have class group? In the future, what will be said in the class group? If you want to meet, you can meet at any time. What are you crying about? "
"Well, let's go! Zhao Shi came to the office with me, and the people who were going to sign up for the college entrance examination also came along. "
"Stand up!"
Wu yu'er suddenly yelled. Everyone except Zhao Shi stood up, bowed and said in order:
"thank you, Mr. Yang. It's our honor to have you with us for three years in high school."
In a society where civilians can only live for 50 years, they are no longer children.
If you don't go to high school, many people have already married and have children. Naturally, they know how lucky they have been in the past three years.
There are more than 1000 students in the third senior high school of No.2 Middle School, and there are about 20 classes. Of the 123 people who can sign up for the college entrance examination, class 2 occupies three places, which is almost equal to class 1, which has carefully selected students.
Among the remaining 40 odd people, many of them are at the eighth and ninth levels, and they are even more than one class, which gives them a lot of confidence before they enter the society.
The students in other classes didn't know how envious and envious. Many students had the cheek to enter class two, but they were politely and strongly expelled by her.
It is said that the headmaster also tried to cram his son in, but failed.
What's more, even the most stupid people know how valuable they are.
Many of the most active people are already planning to sell them to other classes at a high price when they find a job.
"Students..."
Yang Qiushui a Leng, eyes slightly moist.
"It's my pleasure to spend three years with you. I wish you all a happy life in the future."
Seeing that her tears were about to overflow, she felt a little humiliated and ran to her office.
After she left, the class 2 students, who bowed neatly, scattered slowly. Many people looked around with dismay at the place where they had spent three years, packed up their books and clothes, and left slowly.
Step out of the class, step out of the school, they will start to enter the social work, at least one year, more than three or five years of marriage, children, never again young.
Before long, there were only four people left in the classroom, namely Zhao Shi, Wu yu'er and Liang Qi.
There is also Zhang Xiaoya, who also has a black scabbard sword with her. Yang Qiushui once praised her talent for her lightness and agility.
"You deliberately play truant and make innovations on purpose. You want to win the attention of teacher Yang through this method?"
When there were few people around him, Liang Qi sneered at Zhao Shi and said, "it's a pity that you're just a Wutu grade 9 garbage. Only we can stay with Mr. Yang in the future."
Wu yu'er suddenly realized that she looked at Zhao Shi with disdain.
Zhao Shi didn't look at them. He got up from his seat and went to Yang Qiushui's office.
Lu is very familiar with him. When Xiao Zhao Shi entered the first grade of senior high school, he was only a martial apprentice of level 6. He was timid and had poor aptitude. He was able to jump one level a year because Yang Qiushui had opened a lot of small stoves for him.Liang Qi saw the blue veins in the back. He pressed his knife handle on his waist and said coldly, "you wait. I'd better not let me see you outside the school."
Climbing up the third floor, the room on the far right of the stairs is Yang Qiushui's office. Opposite the door is a tall Wisteria flower. When it is in full bloom, it is like a purple and white waterfall, and the fragrance of flowers is blowing.
Knock on the door.
"Come in, please."
The door is not locked, Zhao Shi opens and reveals Yang Qiushui, who is writing something on his desk.
Her office is independent, very broad, at least through half a floor, although the decoration is elegant and restrained, but people who know the goods can see the noble spirit that permeates into the bone marrow.
"Why are you skipping classes today?"
Seeing Zhao Shi come in, she put down her pen and asked sternly.
"Teacher, I'm sorry. Something happened to my family. I really had to do it."
Zhao Shi bowed slightly, and his face showed a mixture of uneasiness and shame. After thinking about it, he added some hidden love to his eyes.
It's not difficult to transform the spirit consciousness of the old and strange people. It's just like the rebirth of Zhao Shi.
"Your father again?"
As soon as this kind of vision appeared, Yang Qiushui's heart softened, and he no longer put his face on purpose. He said in a soft voice: "you are already an adult. You are a strong man at level 9. You are better than your father. You should be confident. Don't be so afraid."
"Yes, I know." Zhao Shi Na Na Dao, and before numerous times as promised.
"You can't do that."
Yang Qiushui sighed: "the society is very complex and dangerous. There is a lot of competition among them. Even if you are stronger than them, there will be many people bullying you."
"Forget it. Let's talk about how to refine the liver meridian of zuque Yin of the twelfth ZHENGJING. You should firmly remember that when you practice later, don't make mistakes..."
Liang Qi's three people also came to the office, and when they saw Yang Qiushui making up for Zhao Shi's truancy class, they couldn't help but envy and envy in their hearts.
If they could get such meticulous guidance from teacher Yang, they might have reached the 11th level of Wutu.
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Zhao Shi maintained the expressionless expression he often appeared in the past seven hundred years, and formed a contrast with more than 50 classmates who had become tearful. The students around him noticed his appearance and immediately glared. Wu yu'er, who cried the most among the girls, angrily accused him: "Zhao Shi, teacher Yang usually takes care of you most. How can you be so cold-blooded!" It's true. Because of the lack of resources and pills, Zhao Shi, a cowardly and deceiving character, was able to cultivate to the Ninth level of martial arts. Yang Qiushui paid a lot of hard work, and many of his classmates were jealous. Zhao Shi did not speak. According to his experience, such ambiguous moral problems can not be identified by language. "Hum! This man is born like this. He is a martial disciple of level 9. He deserves to be beaten by his father every day! " Wu yu'er next to a high nose boy cold hum. He was the one who hit Zhao Shi in front of her just because Zhao Shi and Wu yu'er had said a few words two days ago. However, to tell the truth, the main reason for Xiao Zhao Shi's suicide is that Zhao has exerted great pressure on him since he was a child and he forced himself to attack wutui level 10, which has nothing to do with him. It's just an ordinary campus abuse incident. But it is also a secondary incentive, Zhao Shi will not give him a good face. "What expression are you looking at..." Angered by Zhao Shi, he slaps the table and points to Zhao Shi. I just want to sit down. I just want to stand up. Yang Qiushui took back his stern eyes: "Zhao Shi is not good at expressing his feelings. Did you know that for the first day?" "And, Liang Qi, they are all classmates. Who do you want to do Liang Qi said honestly, "teacher, I was wrong." After such a interruption, the atmosphere in the classroom is more relaxed, "it's good to know that you are wrong. Don't bully your classmates!" Yang Qiushui said with satisfaction: "we still have class group? In the future, what will be said in the class group? If you want to meet, you can meet at any time. What are you crying about? " "Well, let's go! Zhao Shi came to the office with me, and the people who were going to sign up for the college entrance examination also came along. " "Stand up!" Wu yu'er suddenly yelled. Everyone except Zhao Shi stood up, bowed and said in order: "thank you, Mr. Yang. It's our honor to have you with us for three years in high school." In a society where civilians can only live for 50 years, they are no longer children. If you don't go to high school, many people have already married and have children. Naturally, they know how lucky they have been in the past three years. There are more than 1000 students in the third senior high school of No.2 Middle School, and there are about 20 classes. Of the 123 people who can sign up for the college entrance examination, class 2 occupies three places, which is almost equal to class 1, which has carefully selected students. Among the remaining 40 odd people, many of them are at the eighth and ninth levels, and they are even more than one class, which gives them a lot of confidence before they enter the society. The students in other classes didn't know how envious and envious. Many students had the cheek to enter class two, but they were politely and strongly expelled by her. It is said that the headmaster also tried to cram his son in, but failed. What's more, even the most stupid people know how valuable they are. Many of the most active people are already planning to sell them to other classes at a high price when they find a job. "Students..." Yang Qiushui a Leng, eyes slightly moist. "It's my pleasure to spend three years with you. I wish you all a happy life in the future." Seeing that her tears were about to overflow, she felt a little humiliated and ran to her office. After she left, the class 2 students, who bowed neatly, scattered slowly. Many people looked around with dismay at the place where they had spent three years, packed up their books and clothes, and left slowly. Step out of the class, step out of the school, they will start to enter the social work, at least one year, more than three or five years of marriage, children, never again young. Before long, there were only four people left in the classroom, namely Zhao Shi, Wu yu'er and Liang Qi. There is also Zhang Xiaoya, who also has a black scabbard sword with her. Yang Qiushui once praised her talent for her lightness and agility. "You deliberately play truant and make innovations on purpose. You want to win the attention of teacher Yang through this method?" When there were few people around him, Liang Qi sneered at Zhao Shi and said, "it's a pity that you're just a Wutu grade 9 garbage. Only we can stay with Mr. Yang in the future." Wu yu'er suddenly realized that she looked at Zhao Shi with disdain. Zhao Shi didn't look at them. He got up from his seat and went to Yang Qiushui's office. Lu is very familiar with him. When Xiao Zhao Shi entered the first grade of senior high school, he was only a martial apprentice of level 6. He was timid and had poor aptitude. He was able to jump one level a year because Yang Qiushui had opened a lot of small stoves for him.Liang Qi saw the blue veins in the back. He pressed his knife handle on his waist and said coldly, "you wait. I'd better not let me see you outside the school." Climbing up the third floor, the room on the far right of the stairs is Yang Qiushui's office. Opposite the door is a tall Wisteria flower. When it is in full bloom, it is like a purple and white waterfall, and the fragrance of flowers is blowing. Knock on the door. "Come in, please." The door is not locked, Zhao Shi opens and reveals Yang Qiushui, who is writing something on his desk. Her office is independent, very broad, at least through half a floor, although the decoration is elegant and restrained, but people who know the goods can see the noble spirit that permeates into the bone marrow. "Why are you skipping classes today?" Seeing Zhao Shi come in, she put down her pen and asked sternly. "Teacher, I'm sorry. Something happened to my family. I really had to do it." Zhao Shi bowed slightly, and his face showed a mixture of uneasiness and shame. After thinking about it, he added some hidden love to his eyes. It's not difficult to transform the spirit consciousness of the old and strange people. It's just like the rebirth of Zhao Shi. "Your father again?" As soon as this kind of vision appeared, Yang Qiushui's heart softened, and he no longer put his face on purpose. He said in a soft voice: "you are already an adult. You are a strong man at level 9. You are better than your father. You should be confident. Don't be so afraid." "Yes, I know." Zhao Shi Na Na Dao, and before numerous times as promised. "You can't do that." Yang Qiushui sighed: "the society is very complex and dangerous. There is a lot of competition among them. Even if you are stronger than them, there will be many people bullying you." "Forget it. Let's talk about how to refine the liver meridian of zuque Yin of the twelfth ZHENGJING. You should firmly remember that when you practice later, don't make mistakes..." Liang Qi's three people also came to the office, and when they saw Yang Qiushui making up for Zhao Shi's truancy class, they couldn't help but envy and envy in their hearts. If they could get such meticulous guidance from teacher Yang, they might have reached the 11th level of Wutu. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
