The first day of transfer.
My first night in this school.
Moved by the class teacher.
In this year.
A lot of incredible things happened.
In a word, you can think I'm making up a story.
I understand you.
Because my dad feels the same way. . .
The day after I was moved by my teacher.
I sent a message to my father.
I said my class teacher was a pervert and touched my penis. I’m going home. . .
Then my father replied to me in three words: study hard. . .
Before I transferred to another school, I was a pure school scum, uneducated and unskilled, with a grade of 20 from the bottom.
But after changing careers, I instantly counterattacked and became a top student.
The point is, I didn't do anything.
The first monthly exam after transfer.
The seats in the examination room are arranged in grades.
Top student and top student are sitting together.
Scum and scum sit together.
As I am new here, I sit in the worst examination room.
And this examination room has also refreshed all my previous understanding of the examination room.
I always thought I'd had enough of scum.
But I found that I was still a broken figure.
During the whole inspection process.
I saw someone eating tea eggs, making instant noodles, playing chess and folding planes with test papers.
I thought at that time, isn't this TM playing truant Veyron? !
The point is, it's true!
Then I secretly took out my book and began to cheat.
Then, as an unfaithful little prince, I was discovered. . .
Because in this examination room, I am too good to cheat. . .
Then I was honored to be praised. The invigilator praised my behavior and said that I was self-motivated. . .
Said I not only want to write, but also want to copy. . .
At that moment, I was drunk. It's the first time I've met a teacher who understands me so well.
I silently gave him 32 likes.
In that monthly exam.
The girl sitting in front of me is a sister.
This girl later became my front desk.
Her name is Lingling.
During the English exam, Lingling asked me: Are you good at English?
I said, no, no, I'm British scum.
Then Lingling said happily, well, my English is very good. I'll lend it to you for a while to make copies.
I nodded repeatedly, thinking, what a good sister.
After the exam, Lingling quickly threw me a note.
I opened it and was shocked.
Because I found that Lingling's answers were all wrong.
So I threw the note away.
But what I didn't expect was that I got the first place in English.
You know!
Although I often get the first place in the exam!
But this time it's not a countdown!
So Lingling is very angry.
Lingling said if you don't copy my answer, forget it. It turns out that your English is so good and so hypocritical!
So I was shocked again.
I suddenly changed from a school scum to a school bully, standing out from the crowd.
Better be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. It turned out to be such a cool thing.
About my front desk, Lingling.
This is a very interesting girl.
Lingling's jokes are so low-level that I can't understand them.
Because as soon as I took out my eraser, Lingling kept laughing.
I've met many people with low jokes.
Some people laugh when you make faces.
Some people laugh when you tell jokes.
But I've never met anyone who smiles at an eraser.
I can't let go of this question.
So I asked Lingling: What's so funny about an eraser?
Lingling was shocked. Lingling said she couldn't understand it at all. Lingling asked me: Don't you think erasers are fun?
I haven't found the answer to this question so far.
And after this monthly exam.
I failed six courses, but I got the ninth place in the school.
Accidentally ranked first in English.
I'm afraid of peeing.
Then I heard many legends about this school.
One of the most shocking is the online rate of this school.
It is said that only five people were admitted to the university in the last session.
You know, only five people have been admitted to the university.
In other words, if there are 500 students in the grade, only 1% of them can go to college.
Although I was the ninth in the school.
But I'm still in that unfortunate 99%.
This is really a sad story.
Moreover, this school is also a key middle school.
My former school was a provincial key middle school.
The sign hanging at the school gate of this school turned out to be "the key protection unit of XX Town Police Station".
Police station. . . Key protection. . Unit. . .
Yes, I was drunk, just like you.
There are such units in the world. . . .
And the students in this school.
Basically, my senior high school entrance examination was a mess, either I was laid off by other schools or I was laid off, so I came here with nowhere to go.
In other words, everyone you see is either a wonder or a dick.
Besides me, there are three people in my dormitory who just transferred this semester.
One of them broke a classmate's arm in the old school.
The other is the director of the Political and Educational Affairs Office.
Another one was badly beaten by his classmates. . .
So, at this time, I have basically understood.
This is basically Liangshan Mountain in Shui Bo.
No one in this school is normal from teachers to classmates.
Including me.
And I finally understand that the so-called scum and bullies are all bullshit.
You just haven't found a place for you to dominate.