MTL - After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book-Chapter 8 Wear it back on the eighth day

In the following half a month, Jiang Chen went to the hospital twice, and the answer he got was still that there was no such person as Shi Fengyue. Even so, he was not in a hurry, and his daily schedule was very tight, except for going to the hospital in the morning on weekends. In addition to finding someone in the hospital and going for a walk in the park with his parents, he spends the rest of his time studying and familiarizing himself with the current teaching materials.

Time never disappoints those who work hard.

On the eve of the monthly exam, Jiang Chen had already familiarized himself with the science textbooks from senior one to senior two, completely distinguishing the current formula from the formulas he studied in the interstellar era. When writing questions, he no longer needed to convert the formulas in his head, and the writing was smooth and natural .

April 2nd, Monday monthly exam.

Today Yang Si wanted to take Jiang Zhuo to the hospital for reexamination, so he called Jiang Zhuo’s friends for help early in the morning. Knowing that Jiang Chen had a monthly exam today, Yang Si didn’t wake him up, so he left a note and twenty yuan on the table for him Eat breakfast outside.

When Jiang Chen got up, there was no one in the house. After seeing the money on the table, he sighed helplessly, feeling warm and tender from the bottom of his heart.

It will always be like this, no matter how difficult the family is, Yang Si has never been short of him, as long as it is given to him, he is very generous. For example, now, ordinary people can eat as much as five or six yuan for breakfast, and as little as one or two yuan, but Yang Si only pays twenty yuan, which is almost enough for Jiang Chen to eat for a week.

He took the money and went out. It was still early. He walked to school and planned to eat something at the breakfast shop along the street.

There were many breakfast shops at the entrance of the community, Jiang Chen didn't stop there, but turned around the street in front of the school, bypassed the periphery of high-rise apartments that were rare in this era, and stopped in front of a biscuit shop.

This biscuit shop has a very good business, there are old people, students and young people queuing up, and the bustling market is full of vibes.

Jiang Chen walked to the end of the queue, roughly calculated the number of people and the speed of the boss, and after making sure that he would not be late, he recited the classical Chinese in his heart.

Returning to the first life, Chinese and English became Jiang Chen's weaknesses. After the second life, Chinese texts and poems have long been blurred. Fortunately, he has a good memory and can memorize it after reading it several times. Only classical Chinese texts need to spend some time. Mind, while English is more difficult to deal with, just counting time, he has not touched this thing for nearly 30 years, and he does not need to use it after graduation in the first life. There is an optical brain in the interstellar era, which can automatically switch languages ​​​​of various ethnic groups. , there is no need to study too much at all.

At this time, Jiang Chen was extremely grateful for his super strong memory for three consecutive lifetimes.

Just as he finished consolidating the classical Chinese and was about to recite the words silently, Jiang Chen felt that there was someone behind him. He didn't care and continued to recite his own words.

The line gradually became shorter, and soon there were only two people in front of Jiang Chen. He leaned down to look at the taste of the biscuits in the frame, and when he was about to stand up straight after watching, he found that his heel seemed to have accidentally stepped on the person behind.

He turned his head immediately and apologized: "I'm sorry."

He didn't hear a response, Jiang Chen couldn't help raising his head, and the man who caught his eyes had dark brows, eyes, white skin, and a face full of impatience and dryness. He was pinching the bridge of his nose and staring at him from top to bottom.

"Sorry." Jiang Chen apologized again: "I accidentally stepped on you."

The man put down his hands and tilted his head slightly. His black hair was draped over his forehead, and his entire face, not covered by his hands, was exposed to the sun. It was beautiful and sharp, and looked very impactful. It seemed difficult to get along with.

"Apologize?" The man's voice was low and flat, with a metallic magnetism and casual sexiness.

Jiang Chen showed a polite smile, "I'm sorry for stepping on you."

The man didn't speak, but looked at him with his arms crossed.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, the first two had already bought it, Jiang Chen nodded to the man, took a step forward, and quickly bought the biscuits he wanted.

He was just about to leave when he felt his schoolbag being pulled from behind.

The man stared at the sesame seed cake box, and said unhurriedly: "One sesame cake, two sugar fires, two screw turns, and a cup of sweet soy milk."

Jiang Chen turned his head, and the man took a bag of biscuits and a cup of sweet soy milk from his aunt, took a sip of the soy milk slowly, narrowed his eyes slightly, like a satiated cat.

Noticing Jiang Chen's gaze, the man nodded his chin, signaling Jiang Chen to look down, he raised his left foot and shook it, there was a dusty shoe print on the brand new sneakers.

Jiang Chen looked away and asked the proprietress of the sesame seed shop: "Auntie, how much is his total?"

"Six dollars."

Jiang Chen gave the money, and the man let it go.

"I'm sorry for stepping on your shoes." Jiang Chen said, "If you can't wash them clean, you can come to the No. 1 Middle School and Senior Class No. 1 to find me. My name is Jiang Chen. I will bear the compensation for these shoes when the time comes."

Jiang Chen didn't study shoes, but Shen Xu happened to have seen this pair of shoes before, and the price in the magazine was more than 2,000.

The man was drinking soy milk, when he heard this, he raised the biscuits in his hand and said, "You have already lost."

Jiang Chen nodded when he heard the words, and said, "Thank you, then I'll go to school, goodbye."

The man nodded lazily, then turned and entered the nearby neighborhood.

In City No. 1 Middle School, there were still 20 minutes before the exam. Because it was a monthly exam for the whole school, morning self-study and inter-class exercises were cancelled.

At this time, the class was very quiet, most of them were doing problems, and some were reviewing and consolidating their knowledge. When Jiang Chen passed by Shen Xu's seat, he was scratching his head and scratching his head, and he didn't even care about Jiang Chen walking over.

Twenty minutes later, the exam bell rang, and the entire teaching building fell silent.

Jiang Chen calmed down, quickly glanced at one side of the paper, picked up the pen and almost didn't need to think, and started to answer the questions.

After several exams, the invigilator passed by and stood beside him for a few seconds, with a satisfied face.

Exams are taking place here, but the teacher's office in the afternoon is a bit lively.

The teachers in the second grade group who did not need to invigilate the exam gathered in the office on the fourth floor. Some people were discussing the difficulty of this monthly exam, and some were guessing who would be in the top ten for this exam.

"This time, Chen Zhixin is still number one in liberal arts. She shouldn't have to run away. It's hard to guess that it's science."

"Yang Yifan, she has been very stable. Last semester's final exam was only 9 points behind Jiang Chen, which is a lot better than before, and she was also the first in the monthly exam at the beginning of the semester."

"Yang Yifan is indeed possible."

"It could also be Tang Qixun. Tang Qixun is only three points behind Yang Yifan in the monthly exam, and this time the science questions are too deep. Yang Yifan is really steady, but she tends to lose points every time she encounters complex questions."

"I still think it's Yang Yifan. Yang Yifan works hard. She can solve a wrong question hundreds of times. Your question this time may not be able to stump her."

The teachers in the science group discussed enthusiastically, and a different voice sounded: "I think it's Jiang Chen."

Some people agreed: "Jiang Chen is indeed possible. Recently, his study status has improved a lot, and it is completely different from when the school started."

"I don't think it's Jiang Chen." A teacher shook his head: "It's not that he doubts his ability. The whole No. 1 Middle School knows that he has good grades, but what happened in his family recently, hey... It will be difficult for me as an adult to adjust for a while. , let alone a child."

After the teacher finished speaking, the office was silent for a few seconds.

The young male teacher felt that the atmosphere was not very good. He turned his head to look at Zhang Jian who was tidying up the desktop, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, Jiang Chen is your student. How do you think he is doing recently? Is it possible to come back?" to previous levels."

Without raising his head, Zhang Jian kept rummaging through the desktop and said, "I don't think he's in good shape. I saw him deserting several times, and sometimes he was still watching content that had nothing to do with the class. He's already a sophomore in high school. I don’t know what he’s thinking, I said a few words to him as the head teacher before, and he even put eye drops on me in front of the principal, I don’t dare to care about this student and dare not guess.”

Hearing what Zhang Jian said, the other teachers looked at each other with a hint of embarrassment.

On the 10th of this month, Zhang Jian was called to the principal's office. All the teachers present knew about it. Not only that, the principal also criticized Zhang Jian at the meeting in the middle of the month, saying that he did not pay attention to the mental health of the students, and asked He later taught students not to proceed with private interests.

This is the harshest thing the principal has ever said, and he ordered a certain brand Zhang Jian. Everyone here knows that standing behind Zhang Jian is Vice President Sun. No one has ever dared to offend him and dare to speak harshly to him before. Because of this, I didn't expect the headmaster to tear his dignity directly.

Therefore, Zhang Jian said in the office several times that Jiang Chen disobeyed the discipline and violated the rules and regulations. The other teachers just pretended not to hear it.

It's just that he didn't expect that half a month had passed, and he still hadn't let this matter go.

All the teachers here have their own ideas, but they all have a deeper understanding of Zhang Jian's vengeance, and know that it is not appropriate to continue this topic at this time.

A teacher dryly changed the subject: "Mr. Zhang, you have been looking for something on the table just now. What are you looking for?"

Zhang Jian stopped, frowned and said, "The monthly exam paper I put in the drawer is gone, and I don't know where to throw it."

"Hey, if it's gone, it's gone." The teacher smiled, trying to ease the atmosphere: "A few papers are not mid-term and final papers, so it's nothing if they are gone."

"That's not allowed." Zhang Jian raised his head, paused word by word, and pointed out: "If a student steals the papers here in order to get a good grade, wouldn't that be unfair to other students? "

The teacher's smile froze, he touched his nose, and nodded with a sneer: "That's right."

Zhang Jian turned his chair, faced these teachers, glanced at them one by one, and said, "This matter must not be passed easily. I want to see who is so bold as to steal the test papers in my office!"

The other teachers were stunned for a moment, exchanged glances, and waited for his next words.

Sure enough, Zhang Jian continued: "These students have become lawless, and they will not be able to learn their lesson unless they are caught. The one who stole the test papers must have no time to transfer the test papers. We will go to the classroom to search now, and it will be too late after school. "

"That's not good, the students are taking exams..."

"Is it to encourage the cheating trend or to interrupt the exam?" Yang Jian said with a serious face: "This cheating trend is encouraged. From now on, the students will not go to class or review, and they will come to the office to steal the test papers. Whoever steals the exam papers?" It is the first, so should our school continue to operate, and can we, as teachers, still teach students?"

"This..." The young male teacher at the beginning said, "It's not that serious."

"You just became a teacher, so you don't have any experience, so you don't know the seriousness of this matter." Zhang Jian stood up abruptly, and said, "It just so happens that the exam is almost over, so let's search for people and get all the stolen goods! I Set an example, and search from our class first!"