Who wants to be a male model after being reborn? I want to be a male god.

Chapter 8 You Come Up and Speak

Xia Ning pointed at the note on the table and motioned Xu Wen to open it and take a look.

After doing all this, she immediately turned her head away, and when she saw that no one was paying attention to them, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Wen couldn't figure out the situation. Logically speaking, he and Xia Ning didn't seem to have a relationship where they could pass notes to each other.

Out of curiosity, he opened the note in front of him. On it was written in beautiful small handwriting: Gu Xingruo didn't make things difficult for you on Saturday night, did he?
This obvious concern made Xu Wen a little confused. After all, as far as he could remember, Xia Ning had never handed him a note.

That's not right. After being kept by Gu Xingruo, he played too late on Sunday and didn't seem to come to class the next morning, so he had no chance to receive the note.

The more Xu Wen thought about it, the more confused he became. He simply stopped thinking about it and wrote on the note: I'm fine.

After writing, he threw the note on the ground.

When Xia Ning saw it, she looked around at first, then pretended to drop the pen and picked up the note from the ground.

After seeing this, Xu Wen couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. No one around was looking at them, but she seemed afraid of being discovered.

What a cute high school girl.

While he was arranging the papers, he was waiting for the note to be passed back. However, after waiting for a long time, Xia Ning did not pass him the note again, as if nothing had happened.

He didn't receive any more notes until the end of morning self-study, or even the end of the first class.

Xu Wen began to wonder if he had not yet adapted to life after rebirth and had begun to have hallucinations.

But he didn't have time to worry about the note.

Xia Ning was probably asking on behalf of some other gossipy person, so he just pretended nothing happened.

As soon as the get out of class was over, Xu Wen immediately found the office. In order to be able to go out to work from Monday to Friday, he had to ask for leave from the teacher.

His head teacher was Li Na, a young woman who looked to be in her thirties. This was her first time teaching an experimental class.

Although Teacher Li is usually very strict with them, he is actually a very good person.

Xu Wen's family situation is special, and he has received a lot of help from her. Li Na also helped him apply for a scholarship.

"Teacher Li, I want to ask for leave from you." He walked to the desk and went straight to the point.

Before Li Na could say anything, he continued to explain: "My dad went out to work and fell off a shelf. He is paralyzed and can't take care of himself now. I have to take care of him at night and miss the evening self-study class."

After Xu Wen finished speaking, his eyes also turned red. He had excellent acting skills and tears came at will.

He didn't feel any guilt at all for using his father as an excuse. It would be better for that bastard to just die outside to avoid disturbing their lives.

After listening to this, Li Na's expression became anxious, as she knew part of Xu Wen's family situation.

We don't have much money to begin with, and if Dad gets into another accident, it would be even worse.

"Alas, the college entrance examination is coming soon." She sighed and said, "Go ahead. If you have any problems with your studies, come to school early every morning to find me. I'll be there at five o'clock every day, so I can help you."

"Thank you, teacher." Xu Wen quickly expressed his gratitude.

Although he was happy in his heart, he did not show it on the surface. He just wiped away his tears, bowed to the front, and quickly left the office.

In the corridor, Xu Wen was beating a wooden fish in his heart. One should never deceive someone who cares about you, but he really had no choice.

The teacher's office is on the sixth floor, and two science experimental classes and one liberal arts experimental class are on the second floor.

Although Xu Wen ran over immediately after class, by the time he arrived at the classroom door, the bell had already rung for several minutes.

The classroom door was closed. This was a math class and the math teacher was already standing in the classroom.

He knocked on the door and shouted, "Report!"

Xu Wen's voice was very loud, but there was no response in the classroom.

He remembered that the math teacher was named Zhou Xiaoji, a middle-aged man in his forties. His slightly bulging belly and bald spots on his head fit people's stereotype of math teachers.

"Report!" He knocked on the classroom door again.

But Zhou Xiaoji still didn't react at all. He didn't even look at the door. He just stood quietly on the podium and looked around at the students below. The students below felt the pressure in his eyes and lowered their heads.

"Report!" Xu Wen shouted again and pushed the door open.

Zhou Xiaoji's sharp eyes swept over immediately.

"Who let you in? Huh? Did I let you in? Huh? I see you don't take me seriously either."

He had a "little bee" microphone on his waist, which was very loud.

Xu Wen was not at all overwhelmed by his momentum and said calmly: "I will be back for class."

He remembered that their new math teacher in their senior year of high school treated all students who did not attend his supplementary class differently.

People like Xu Wen, who have good academic performance but never seek tutoring from him, are the main targets.

"You still remember to come back to class? Huh?"

"Where have you been?"

"You think school is your home!"

"There are fifty-six students in the class. If each of them waits for you for one minute, that means fifty-six minutes. I can't even finish this class!"

Zhou Xiaoji had no intention of letting Xu Wen go, and a series of accusations poured out like a string of cannonballs.

"I can't take this class. I'm not in the mood. How about you take it and let our great scholar Xu teach you!"

When he saw that Xu Wen still had a calm expression, he became even angrier. He slammed the book on the podium and found a chair to sit down on.

Gu Xingruo had been sleeping and having a sweet dream, but was woken up by a few words from Zhou Xiaoji.

When I saw him scolding Xu Wen, I instantly lost all my sleepiness.

Just as she was about to step forward to stop them, she heard Zhou Xiaoji asking Xu Wen to give a lecture.

Gu Xingruo sat in the chair with her head raised, ready to watch the show.

If it were any other student, they might have immediately stepped forward to beg for mercy after hearing Zhou Xiaoji's threat, but Xu Wen was different, he really knew how to teach.

"I understand, teacher. If you don't want to talk, then I will give the lecture."

He simply agreed, closed the classroom door, and walked directly to the podium.

When Zhou Xiaoji heard this, he thought there was something wrong with his ears. He confirmed it several times before he realized that this kid actually walked up to give a lecture!

The students below also raised their heads.

They were used to Zhou Xiaoji swearing, but this was the first time they saw someone so brave.

Xu Wen has been a teacher for so many years, but he has always worked in a tutoring institution, and he has never officially stood on the podium.

After walking up to the podium, Xu Wen picked up the test paper on the podium, on which was marked the content to be taught today, which happened to be the last big question in the college entrance examination mathematics paper.

This type of question usually requires differentiation and is very difficult. Many people cannot even answer the second question throughout their entire senior year of high school. If the teacher wants to explain it, it may take a whole class to finish.

Seeing that Xu Wen was really planning to give a lecture, Zhou Xiaoji had no intention of stopping him and sneered.

He had seen students who were willing to show off like this before, but in the end they got stuck and couldn't explain it clearly.

He planned to wait until Xu Wen could no longer speak, and then give this ignorant boy a good scolding.

Xu Wen picked up the test paper and glanced at the questions. He immediately realized that these were questions he had done before, and the solution idea appeared in his mind.

Seeing that there was a bit of chaos under the podium, he clapped his hands and said, "Come on, students, look ahead."

"The first question is very simple. It asks about the derivative formula of F(x). You can figure it out directly. Let's talk about the second question."

(End of this chapter)