Chapter 172
The weather was very good. I don't know when the rain stopped, and the sun immediately came out, casting a bright but not dazzling light.
The temperature was slightly cool, like when you are lying in an air-conditioned room and need to cover yourself with a thin blanket.
Yang Zheng couldn't help but squint her eyes, and suddenly she felt sleepy. She shook her head, feeling a little puzzled. She looked at Wu Ning again, and it seemed even stranger. Wu Ning seemed to be in better spirits.
Wu Ning looked at her with a smile: "What's the matter?"
"Nothing..." She rubbed her heart again, "Just a feeling..."
Just as she was about to say something, she saw a tall, thin, fair-skinned boy. The boy wore gold-rimmed glasses and had thin, red lips, as if he had applied lip gloss. But they knew that was not the case. Ding Sheng's red lips were famous throughout the school.
Yes, Ding Sheng!
The moment she saw Ding Sheng, Yang Zheng felt a momentary discomfort, but it was fleeting, and then she smiled. Ding Sheng glanced at her, his face flushed. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he just glared at her: "Why don't you come in quickly?"
Yang Zheng chuckled, but followed him in.
"Teacher Li, is there anything wrong?" Ding Sheng spoke again, but he looked at the young man in jeans.
Teacher Li
Yang Zheng turned around, and was disappointed again... She didn't know what she was disappointed about, but she just had this feeling.
The man called Teacher Li didn't say anything. Ding Sheng wanted to say something else, but Wu Ning said, "Let's go, Yang Zheng."
Yang Zheng followed her inside. When she reached the classroom, she suddenly had a different feeling. She didn't know what it was, but she felt as if her world was different from then on. It wasn't bad, it was just different.
But Wu Ning next to her was smiling at her, Ding Sheng in front of her still had red ears, and Teacher Zhang on the podium seemed angry, but looked at her with care. She couldn't help but feel that the world was beautiful.
She looked at the podium again and found that she knew all the answers to the questions on it!
——Of course she knows all of them. She was admitted because of her math scores.
"Go back. Even if you are admitted, you can't neglect your studies." Teacher Zhang said at the podium.
Yang Zheng nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."
Teacher Zhang lowered his head and pretended to be casually organizing his lesson plan. Just as Yang Zheng was about to return to his seat, a voice rang out: "Why are you here?"
The voice sounded a little old, but full of energy. Yang Zheng turned around and saw the old man he had just seen standing on the podium, looking at Teacher Zhang, and Teacher Zhang was looking at him.
"Why are you here?" the old man asked again.
Teacher Zhang frowned and was about to say something when the old man said, "You are here, so where should I be?"
"You should be in the communication department." Ding Sheng said, "Master Wang, you are the one who is in charge of communication."
"I am the messenger," the old man said, a little confused.
"Yes." Ding Sheng said again, and the class nodded together. The old man also nodded, as if he accepted the answer, but when he turned around, his hand touched the chalk on the podium, and then he picked up a piece, as if he wanted to do something.
Yang Zheng suddenly froze there.
Chalk, old man...
What is
What is it!
"Master Wang, if you stay here any longer, you'll disturb my class," Teacher Zhang said. The old man nodded immediately, "Okay, okay. I just feel... I feel like I'm also a teacher..."
"Teacher Zhang!" Yang Zheng blurted out.
"Teacher Zhang" Teacher Li, who had been standing at the classroom door, blurted out.
"What do you want me to do?" Teacher Zhang asked, but both of them looked at the old man who had come to the edge of the podium. The old man looked at them in confusion, "Call me? But my last name is Wang..."
Yang Zheng and Teacher Li were still looking at him. The old man was laughing. When he was about to leave the podium, Yang Zheng suddenly said, "Why is math so difficult?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a piece of chalk bounced onto her head.
This attack was as fast as lightning and as nimble as a rabbit. Yang Zheng felt that he could dodge it, but for some reason, he didn't want to dodge at this moment.
The chalk stub hit her on the head and bounced back. The atmosphere around them immediately changed. Teacher Zhang, Wu Ning, Ding Sheng, and everyone in the class glared at the old man who had thrown the chalk. But the old man, though he had been timid before, now held his head high and said, "What are you doing? All learning is easy, as long as you work hard enough! Yang Zheng, the reason you find math difficult is that you tend to daydream in class and don't pay attention. You even listen when it rains. What? You want to hear frogs croaking..."
He had originally been full of vigor, but when he said this, he suddenly weakened. Looking at the expressions of Wu Ning and the others, his back slumped and his shoulders hunched inward. He swallowed and said in a bewildered manner, "You have to work hard... You have to work hard..."
"Master Wang is indeed worthy of being the master of our No. 15 Middle School," Teacher Zhang said. "Yes, only by studying hard can you have a future. Yang Zheng, don't think that just because you were recommended for admission, it doesn't matter. Your current achievements don't count. In the future..."
Before Teacher Zhang could say anything else, Yang Zheng exhaled, "It's really... beautiful."
Teacher Zhang paused. Yang Zheng smiled, turned his head, and gently played with Wu Ning's bangs. Wu Ning's expression immediately changed. First, he looked lonely and aggrieved, and finally, he was expressionless. "It really isn't possible. I told you it wasn't possible."
She spoke in a straight line, without any fluctuation in her tone, and the next moment she suddenly attacked, her right hand stabbing straight into Yang Zheng's left chest like a knife. At that moment, her hand turned into a ray of white light, and Yang Zheng had no time to react.
She knew it was fake.
The rumors that No. 15 Middle School is a good school and that she was admitted because of her excellent math grades are all false.
These are actually just her desires.
But she had not yet realized that Wu Ning would attack immediately. Her mind was still a little confused, and one world and thought after another appeared in front of her at that moment. She touched Wu Ning's bangs as a subconscious behavior, and when Wu Ning's knife-like hand came over, she realized it, but it was too late to react. Although she tried her best to move her body back and wanted to stop it, it was too fast.
"Duo!"
A voice suddenly rang out. It wasn't loud, but it carried a kind of majesty, like thunder from the horizon. The moment it rang out, it wasn't just in the ears, but more so in the hearts. Wu Ning's knife hand paused for a moment.
In a moment, Yang Zheng retreated quickly, but almost at the same time, Ding Sheng came up. Yang Zheng was in mid-air and could hardly resist, but another person came up, Wei Yijian.
"Two girls are arguing, what are you doing there!" Wei Yijian threw a punch at Ding Sheng, but was immediately knocked back. His arm was in great pain, but Wei Yijian kept talking, "Ouch, how can you be so strong..."
Ding Sheng narrowed his eyes and a strange look appeared on his face, but the next moment, he immediately followed.
"Hey, are you serious?"
Wei Yijian shouted and jumped to the side. He had a very strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't explain it. He felt that he should go forward and fight with this Ding Sheng, but it seemed that he really couldn't beat him.
Over there, the young man in jeans had already stood between Yang Zheng and Wu Ning.
Yang Zheng looked at his back, blinked once, blinked again, and then said hesitantly: "Mr. Li..."
The moment she called out, she felt her nose sore—her President Li! Her President Li’s peerless beauty!
But she didn't indulge herself for too long, because Wu Ning took action almost at the same time.
"Stand!"
Li Yinuo spoke again, pulling Yang Zheng back, with Wu Ning following closely behind.
"seek!"
He stepped back again, but when he said this word, his face had become very ugly.
Yang Zheng looked at him, Li Yinuo looked straight at Wu Ning, and seeing that he was about to say another word, Yang Zheng took the initiative to punch, but before her fist was thrown, a wave of air suddenly hit her, and she and Li Yinuo flew backwards.
At the same time, Wei Yijian also flew out. After being punched by Ding Sheng, he didn't dare to fight him anymore and just ran around the classroom. However, the others in the classroom kept trying to stop him. So he ran while shouting, "Classmates, why are you doing this?" and "Can't we just talk it out nicely?"
At this time, he, along with Yang Zheng and Li Yinuo, were slammed against the wall.
Li Yinuo reacted the fastest. He was in mid-air, tiptoed up, and when he touched the wall, he stepped forward and pulled Yang Zheng forward. Although he still fell to the ground, he was not too embarrassed. Wei Yijian was knocked straight against the wall, like a mural!
With a wow sound, Wei Yijian spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, after spitting out this mouthful of blood, he seemed to sober up a little: "Deviation... deviation value..."
After saying these three words, he seemed confused again: "You... are too cruel... There is so much, so much hatred..."
But over there, Yang Zheng had already reacted.
Deviation value!
Although she didn't know it earlier, she naturally made up for these lessons after becoming a master. Why can't the semi-permanent channel be completely cleared by a large army, or to put it more extreme, can't nuclear weapons be used?
The most important reason is the deviation value. There, a nuclear weapon may be a gun, or a landmine, or even worse, a doll!
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"Perhaps, we should activate the final plan."
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