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Chapter 788 Classmate, Please Answer

The club issued a very rigid and perverted rule.

As long as players signed a contract, they must reach a fixed number of solo or team queuing hours, KD rate and field injuries to reach the specified amount every month, otherwise their wages will be deducted.

The four people in the first team are the strictest and the worst. Since this regulation came out, the last few days at the end of the month can always see people looking at them as if they were looking at heroes.

Last night, Jiang Huaichu and Duan Le often made up time until the early hours of the morning, so that they almost couldn't get up during class today.

Jiang Huaichu: "One of the things I regret the most is that when I first came to DFG, the manager told me that I didn't take a break from school. The offseason, which was obviously quite leisurely, was so busy that I didn't have enough sleep."

Wen Fengxi has no class now, so Jiang Huaichu pulled her to attend class with her.

Jiang Huaichu sat in the middle and slept with his head covered, trying to blend in perfectly with the crowd.

The professor of the contemplative course was an old man with bad eyesight. He was almost asleep and couldn't see. He was still talking about his Marx and Engels with a microphone in front of the podium.

Wen Fengxi sitting here is a natural magnetic field, attracting the attention of countless boys and girls.

The old professor's voice was so hypnotic that Wen Fengxi couldn't bear it any longer. He half-closed his eyelids and looked at the table, thinking about something absently.

During this period, there was a boy who did countless ideological work for himself, and finally plucked up the courage to turn his head to find Wen Fengxi with a notebook and a pen, "Xi, Xishen...can I have an autograph?..."

Hearing this, Feng Xi raised his eyelids, took the notebook with no expression on his face, and signed his flamboyant ID on the blank pages.

The student, who looked like a big boy, was so excited that his ears were red. He hugged his notebook like a family heirloom and kept whispering, "Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

He was so excited that he didn't lower his voice for a while. The old professor in front of him who was obsessed with Marx's life and deeds finally looked up at the student seats.

The old professor squinted his eyes, raised his hand to support the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then pointed to the hand holding the book.

"The second male student from the right on the side of the aisle in the fifth row, get up and answer the question."

It is the second from the right at the edge of the fifth aisle.

A few people around here counted up the stairs, and then all fixed their eyes on Wen Fengxi.

Wen Fengxi: "..."

Wen Fengxi raised his eyelids to look at the projection, and slowly stood up from his seat.

The old professor first said a few words in a strange way, "Don't think that I'm blind because I can't use my eyes. I'm an old man who knows who didn't attend the class and who did. At the end of the semester, don't beg me to give you my usual care." points."

The boy who was the culprit who caught the old professor's attention blushed.

Wen Fengxi looked at the large buried heads around him, and fell silent.

Wen Fengxi didn't speak, the old professor who thought his words had a warning effect nodded in satisfaction, and then picked out a difficult problem from the lesson plan, the old professor had a small plan in mind, if Wen Fengxi couldn't answer it, he would directly Deduct credits and kill chickens to make an example to monkeys.

The old professor said: "Student, please answer, the latest theoretical achievement of the Huaguoization of Marxism."

Wen Fengxi was silent for a moment, and then said: "In the nearly [-]-year history of the Chinese Communist Party, the combination of Marxism and the Chinese Communist Party produced two historic leaps, forming the theoretical system of socialism with Chinese characteristics and... "

(End of this chapter)