The hero of the king is a little Su

Chapter 254 Everything Is Counting (31)

Su Kexin felt embarrassed listening to what they said, and wanted to explain, but didn't know how to explain.

Could it be that I just stayed at the teacher's house last night, sleeping on the same bed, and nothing else happened?

Please, don't even think about it, I won't say these words myself, even if I say it myself, I'm afraid this matter has already gone crazy before I even got to the classroom.

Whether you believe it or not is none of your business.

Su Kexin covered her face all the way, and it was already 25:[-] when she arrived at the classroom.

At this time, most of the students in the classroom have already arrived and are already studying.

In order not to disturb their college entrance examination, Su Kexin quietly entered through the back door, and turned her head to look at Zhuge Liang behind her.

The man was fine, and entered directly from the main entrance.

But it doesn't matter if Zhuge Liang enters through the front door, because the students below are all focused on studying and don't care who comes.

When Su Kexin entered the door, perhaps he was infected by the atmosphere inside, and actually wanted to study a little bit.

Thinking about myself in the real world, I graduated 800 years ago, and it is not my turn to learn such a thing. I never thought that one day I would actually be able to meet it.

Su Kexin silently took out a book from the table hole, wanted to memorize it, but took it out to read.

Well, very good, it's a math book, and I lost the idea of ​​endorsing it instantly.

In the end, Su Kexin was still moved by their enthusiasm, and took out a brand new Chinese book, wanting to memorize it.

Open a page at will, very good, classical Chinese, very suitable for the boring me now.

Su Kexin just lay on the table like this, looking at the book in his hand, memorizing and reciting silently.

After one morning reading class, within half an hour, Su Kexin actually recited two classical Chinese essays.

Su Kexin: Don't worship me, it's trivial, you can't envy my sister's memory.

After the morning reading class of free recitation is over, it is time for the Chinese morning reading class. As soon as the bell rings, the Chinese teacher comes in.

After the Chinese teacher came in, he looked directly in Su Kexin's direction, and looked at Su Kexin with horror.

Su Kexin: What does this person want to do?

"Come on, let's recite the classical Chinese we learned yesterday in this morning reading class. First, let a few students stand up and recite it."

When the Chinese teacher finished this sentence, he could clearly feel that the students buried their heads deeper, and there was no desire to endorse the book at all, and the enthusiasm for the early reading class had long since disappeared.

The Chinese teacher glanced down, then called a classmate's name at random and asked him to stand up and recite the book.

After mentioning that classmate's name, the students below obviously relaxed a lot, but the classmate who was named was not so happy.

That classmate stumbled and finished memorizing the classical Chinese, and the help from his deskmate was indispensable. Fortunately, the Chinese teacher was old and didn't notice these little tricks.

After listening to his recitation, the Chinese teacher said: "It is not proficient to recite it, you must recite it carefully after class."

After speaking, let him sit down.

The classmate who sat down breathed a sigh of relief, and began to blatantly circle around, anyway, the next one couldn't be him.

"Student Kexin, please memorize it." The Chinese teacher standing on the podium suddenly said.

Su Kexin:? ? ?

Other students: Teacher, are you sure you did not call the wrong name?
　Brother dei, do you have a comment?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)