Class three classroom.

Zhao Yi focused on the system, and the effect of sleeping in English class is very good.

【Extra rest, study coin + 2.】

View personal attributes—

【Energy: 97/102.】

"Sleeping is the best way to recover, you can restore your energy and earn study coins!"

Lin Xiaoqing turned around and looked at her with sharp eyes.

Zhao Yi smiled awkwardly.

The air around seemed to be condensed.

Lin Xiaoqing put away her aggressive eyes and put the topic on the topic, "How did you get it right? It won't be difficult for you to say it."

"What's the secret?"

Zhao Yi curled his lips and said, "I'll just say it modestly, you really believe it! This is strength!"

Lin Xiaoqing still stared at him, "You have just passed the math exam in the second year of high school, and you have just passed the English 50. But today you have done your math and English choices right."

Zhao Yi found that he had performed too much.

Under Lin Xiaoqing's astonishing gaze, he could only keep emphasizing "good luck". Sun Liang next to him shouted that he could find a way to escape.

"Zhao Yi, go to the toilet?"

"Walk!"

The next section is Chinese class.

Chinese is a subject that is accumulated, and one class cannot actually explain anything.

Zhao Yi was determined to listen to the lectures carefully, but Teacher Wang was too capable of telling stories. From the open composition topic to Socrates, from Socrates to modern poetry?

The classroom was filled with sleepy shadows.

Zhao Yi simply lay on the table and decided to replenish his sleep. The extra sleep can not only restore energy, but also bring about the increase in learning coins.

"Lingling"

get out of class is over.

Zhao Yi raised his head in a daze and heard a shout from the door, "Zhao Yi, come out!"

"The old man called you!"

"It must be the Bull Demon King who made a report, you are in trouble!"

"Maybe it's Teacher Shen Yan!"

"Hmph! I deserve it!"

After Lin Xiaoqing snorted with gloating, Zhao Yi walked out of the classroom door.

The head teacher, Teacher Sun, was waiting outside the door.

Teacher Sun is about 40 years old, only 1.5 meters tall, short, thin and weak, but very strong. She stared at Zhao Yi sternly, "I heard from Teacher Niu that you don't listen to the class well in math class, and you deliberately interrupt when answering?"

"This... I really don't know how to do it!" Zhao Yi said depressedly.

"If you don't know, you have to listen carefully. Mathematics and physics are interoperable. Some questions cannot be avoided. You must listen more and do more. There is a saying that says it well. Practice makes perfect. You are too lazy. You look at the grades at the end of the semester..."

“@#￥%…”

Teacher Sun almost gave a ten minutes of scolding.

Zhao Yi kept nodding, "Yes, Teacher Sun, that's it!"

"I think so."

"I will definitely correct it in the future, and I will definitely listen carefully in class..."

Maybe Zhao Yi admitted his mistake and had a good attitude, or maybe he was a little anxious, Teacher Sun stopped and said another thing seriously, "The day after tomorrow, senior high school meeting, do you know?"

Zhao Yi suddenly realized.

Before the official start of school every year, a conference will be held in the third grade of high school, and the parents of students will participate. The school will use the conference to emphasize the importance of the third grade of high school to parents, and teachers will also communicate with each parent to students.

At this senior high school conference, Zhao Yi gave a speech as a student representative.

He can be a student representative not because he is good at studying, but because he is relatively smart and is not nervous when standing on the podium.

In addition, it is luck.

really!

Teacher Sun nodded and continued, "In the first two years of high school meeting, the student representatives were all top students. This time, the Education Bureau has put the policy on the principle that the school should treat students equally and not discriminate against their grades."

"The principal means to choose three student representatives to speak, Lin Xiaoqing in our class will go up, and I will write your name on it."

Zhao Yi tilted his mouth a little reluctant.

When I was in high school, I felt that when a representative went on stage to give a speech, it seemed very good.

The mentality is different now.

speech?

I have to prepare the manuscript and go on stage to talk. I have been busy for a long time and there is no benefit at all.

Teacher Sun continued to persuade, "You are the one who can give a speech in our class. No one in other classes can produce people, Ula Ula..."

Zhao Yi pressed his forehead with a headache, and finally nodded in agreement.

...

School is over in the afternoon.

Zhao Yi went directly to the lottery station, making money is crucial.

Scratch!

Two dollars per card, draw a prize!

The chance of winning the jackpot is very small, but the chance of paying five dollars is not low.

Zhao Yi asked the boss for a few unscrapped lottery tickets, and built a new question in his mind.

[Which lottery ticket in front of you is not a thank you for your patronage?]

【A. All are.】

【B,C,D…】

【Law of Cause and Effect!】

【Failed, no relevant clues!】

Still not possible!

Even though he was mentally prepared, Zhao Yi still felt a little regretful.

Scrape one.

"Thank you for your patronage!" The four big words and a colon made it feel very friendly to look at it.

Zhao Yi took out the last piece of five in his pocket and felt something was wrong with her body.

He rode his bike home.

When he arrived at the residential area where he lived, he received a system reminder—

【Exercise, study coin +1.】

"It turns out that sports also adds learning coins, so I'll just run to and from school in the future!"

Zhao Yi thought.

The dilapidated environment of the residential area has not changed much for more than ten years. The clothes hanging from clothes hangers extending outside the window make people feel that the weather is even more stuffy, but everything seems to be full of memories.

Zhao Yi stood at the door of his house, hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door, and blurted out with a shout, "Mom, I'm back!"

"Squeak"

The door was opened.

A middle-aged woman in her forties was standing at the door with her back hunched over, constantly nagging, "Why is it a little late today? Have you been playing football again?"

"It's late to school!"

Zhao Yi responded in his mouth, but felt very kind in his heart.

Before going to college, my mother Liu Jing had always been like this. Her education was not high and she couldn't get into the school. However, she knew the importance of learning and urged him to study hard every day, otherwise he would not have been able to get into college.

Zhao Yi walked into the living room, turned on the TV and transferred it to the news channel, and his mother nagged him again, "I know how to watch TV when I come back!"

Liu Jing walked over with a watermelon, cut it in half and handed it over a spoon.

Zhao Yi digs the watermelon and takes a big bite, then raises his head and asks, "When is my dad going to come back?"
To be continued...