After transmigrating into the cultivation world, the school topper was reborn

When Su Xingyang came home, Su Su was surprised when he saw him, and asked him, "Isn't it saying that the training is twenty days? Why is it now that the training is over?"

Su Xingyang couldn't help feeling sad.

In the past few days of training, he really couldn't concentrate, and I don't know why. His brain was full of the words "my mother."

Is it for her that only aunt and uncle are her parents, is it only her big cousin and second cousin who is her brother, then he?

This discovery made him completely unable to concentrate on learning, and was extremely lost.

He only knew that it was in her heart that she did not treat him as a brother or family member at all.

But he couldn't blame her.

Especially after he returned home, facing the north balcony, all the desks and tatami mats had fallen.

When Dad made this tatami for her, she had to look at her grandmother ’s face and was scolded by her grandmother for it. Even all of them thought that they had done their best to install this balcony for the second sister, after all Sister has her own room.

Su Xingyang sat on the sofa and suddenly covered his eyes with his hands, his eyes were extremely uncomfortable, and the hot tears fell down his fingers.

Seeing a startle, Mrs. Su ran to him and asked him, “What ’s wrong with Yangyang, how about crying? Is n’t it okay to take the exam? This time, we did n’t take the exam well. We will try next time. In addition to the salmon you like to eat, I bought you pecan kernels on your table, to make up the brain, and it would be smarter to eat my grandson. "

Su Xingyang's face was buried in the palm of his hand and he shook his head choked sobbingly.

The old lady changed her complexion, "Is it that the stinky girl bullied you, and I know it is not a good thing"

Su Xingyang looked up at his grandmother. He didn't understand why he could be such a kind and kind grandma to him. He could hate his second sister for more than ten years. He sucked his nose and wiped his red eyes to ask Mrs. Su Do you hate your 2nd sister so much because she is a girl? "

"What did you say to her?" The old lady was furious and said a lot of Su Xingchen's shortcomings. "Which little girl does not return home like her, which little girl has her hair dyed colorfully like her."

"She has not dyed her hair now"

"I didn't dye my hair and cut my hair like a big guy. Look at a few people who are like me, and they are against me, scolding me for being immortal, such an uneasy thing, she was worthy of strangulation when she was born. She "s old lady was mean and disdainful.

Su Xingyang wiped her tears and got up, "Grandma, I'm back in the room."

He is sixteen years old, and has grown to one meter seven or five meters tall, and is thin and long. His skin is the same as Su Mu, and he is born with tender white. He has baby fat on his face, and his skin is better than Su Mu and Su Xingyue. It ’s better to be a little bit, and the sun is not dark. He always thinks that he is too creamy. After school, he likes to play basketball for an hour. After a winter, the skin is still milky and tender.

In fact, not only him in his family, his mother, his eldest sister, his second sister, all have good skin, even his father used to be white and fat, but just repaired the car every day in the past few years, tanned.

After the third exam, after eliminating this batch, the math competition class was directly combined in one class, because the current batch is basically determined to be the next school to participate in the competition. A group of people, so the next class is very targeted, and the rhythm of the class has obviously accelerated.

After class, these training teachers also chatted together and said with a smile, "If you are teaching these students every day, there will be headaches and progress. If you progress fast, they can keep up."

Being able to teach such competition classes and bring such students is really a pleasure for teachers.

Of course, in this case, they are changing the pros and cons.

The fourth exam was over, and their training session was also over.

The teachers corrected the paper overnight and sent it to them the night they left.

Although it is not much use to report scores at this time, the teacher is still used to reporting everyone's scores because they will no longer be classmates but opponents when they meet next.

Reporting their scores also allows each of them to have a clearer understanding of their opponents.

"Liu Fuzong, ninety-eight."

"Zhao Moqin, ninety-nine."

"Chu Yunzhi, ninety-nine."

"Li Dongsheng, ninety-one."

"Zhang Shideng, eighty-five."

"Shen Jinghong, ninety-five."

"Su Xingchen." The teacher paused. Zhang Shideng, who had just scored eighty-five points, hurriedly looked back at Su Xingchen.

I heard the teacher say "Ninety-six."

"Out of here, you are no longer classmates, you are opponents, but in the end, you may also become teammates. I look forward to becoming teammates, representing our country, and going to compete with the elites of other countries. To win honor for our motherland, at that time, I will be proud to have taught you excellent students like you, and the teacher who is proud of the lecture will still be expressionless.

Applause thundered.

The lean old man who had been serious on his face for twenty days, finally showed a smile on his face, waved his hand and said, "Go, I wish you all good results."

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun is no longer so cool, but it is still burning the ground.

In front of the teaching building is the office building. The office building casts a big shadow on the large air-conditioning in front of the teaching building.

The remaining several classes add up to a total of more than 100 people all gathered in the shadow on the back of the office building.

What should be said, the teachers have said almost the same, and finally gave a short brief routine, and the teachers of each school took the students of each school back to their respective schools.

Before the departure, Mr. Ke stood in the car and said to everyone: "Now it's getting late. Don't run around when you get off at school. The family will pick you up. When the family picks up, the family doesn't pick up. "Mr. Chen added," When you get home, report the safety in the group, and don't go back too late. "

Teacher Ke stared directly at your eyes. "You call your family now and let them pick you up."

The attitude of not letting them off the phone without calling is tough and overbearing.

The students in Teacher Ke ’s own class have long been accustomed to the domineering style of their own class teacher. They are very used to calling their parents. For other classes, the teacher of their own class is not here, and they do n’t know what to do, but seeing Teacher Ke is so fierce, originally The students who wanted to play again and then went back, all took out their mobile phones and called their parents helplessly.

Teacher Ke himself has a group of parents here, and he is too lazy to type, and directly informs all parents in the group by voice, and picks up the children at the school.

Teacher Chen added text and added it to the group.

There were a few other teachers who accompanied me. After seeing that both Teacher Ke and Teacher Chen had made arrangements, they added a few other sentences. The main thing is to tell them not to play outside. Students arrive in the dorm room on the 31st and come to study on time at night. The school starts on September 1 and September 6, the Saturday of the first week of school, is the qualifier exam for the school competition class. This exam is A specific list of people determined to be out of school

"Do n’t forget that time, do n’t relax when you go back on these days on Saturday. You should still read books, do questions or do questions. The teacher of the training class has also arranged a lot of homework for you, do n’t think that there is no one The inspection will relax your vigilance. It ’s been more than ten days. It ’s not too short, it ’s not too long. Do n’t think that the training is over, you can go back and enjoy it. ”

Some of the students who said they were thinking about where to go for the next ten days before getting out of the car had their scalp tightened.

Teacher Chen sat opposite the aisle next to Su Xingchen and smiled and asked her "How do you feel in these twenty days?"

"Fortunately." Su Xingchen nodded with a smile.

Su Xingchen is the only one in the class of all the students sitting in the class of Chen, and the others have the experimental classes of high school one and three, and the three experimental classes of high school two.

Teacher Ke is the head teacher of the first grade of high school. Teacher Chen is their teacher and sister. They are also very close to Teacher Chen.

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Su Xingchen is progressing so fast, and Teacher Chen is happier than Su Xingchen.

She was watching this student's progress little by little, until she achieved this grade now, she will not be in her class since the next semester, and Teacher Chen is very reluctant.

Although she only took Su Xingchen for a year, she always felt that even after 20 or 30 years, she would still remember this student, remember this class of students, remember that always sitting with her , With a green-haired teenager over his head.

She couldn't help laughing, not knowing what kind of mood these students would think about these days now, twenty years later, thirty years later.

Thinking of this, she turned to look at her husband. When she was talking to Su Xingchen, Teacher Ke had been watching her. At this time, she turned her head and happened to hit Teacher Ke.

Teacher Ke grabbed her hand and put it on her strong thick thigh, "What did you think of?"

"Thinking about when we were in high school." Teacher Chen said with a gentle smile, "Time is passing quickly, and in a blink of an eye, we are all more than forty."

Teacher Ke didn't hurt so much, but just held her hand and adjusted the position of her shoulder to just the right height, letting Mr. Chen lean on his shoulder, "Sleep for a while, when I call you."

Zhao Moqin looked at Teacher Ke and Teacher Chen, and then looked at Su Xingchen. His eyes stayed on her for less than a second, and he turned his eyes to the window.

The normal time from No. 2 Middle School to Foreign Language High School is only one hour, but it is now the peak period of work, and the road is congested. They have been driving for nearly two hours.

As night fell, the city's tens of thousands of lights lit up the city's prosperity.

Zhao Moqin's eyes were always on Su Xingchen through the blurred reflection of the window glass.

In fact, he could not see her at all. The back of the bus covered most of her figure, leaving only a head and arms.

He didn't know what he was looking at. He thought that he was tangled in what he had said for killing Matt. He frowned again and was very annoyed.

But it was because he knew what kind of person she used to be and what kind of person she is now, so he cares more. He unconsciously flashed what he once said in his head, "I do n’t like killing Matt."

"Everyone who kills Matt can study hard for you and get the first grade, which is simply a miracle."

"Except for the power of love, I don't know what else can be done."

"Murchin, really, if she confessed to you, you accepted her, I was moved by her."

She cut off her colorful hairstyle and cleaned the lead from her face. She was seriously doing the problem in her grandfather's house. She smiled and nodded to him.

The clearest and most lingering scene left in his mind is that she smiled and nodded to him

He just wanted to know what she thought, what she said was just a joke that she said casually, or if she really studied hard for him, she had walked to him first, they It's so close, why does she still

He frowned tightly, and the thought just flashed, and he saw Cheng Kangyao leaning against the wall of the school gate lazily outside the car window.

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