Chapter 47: Yin Prosperity and Yang Decline, Brindle Fury

  After the final exam, the school usually requires students to attend classes for two more days to review and discuss the exam papers. Recently, Brandy's mood seems to be very bad, from time to time calling on classmates to answer questions, if they can answer, it's fine, if not, they become his punching bag. When reviewing the exam papers, although the holiday is approaching, no one dares to relax a bit. Brandy gets angry and makes people feel like thunderbolts, shocking and frightening.

  As soon as he entered the classroom, he wrote two math problems on each side of the blackboard, which were not in the test paper. During his writing, everyone was confused and did not dare to discuss it, fearing that they would attract the attention of the bald-headed teacher.

  "Shu Zimo, come and solve this problem on the blackboard!" Bantuo pointed to the problem on the left side of the board and called out Shu Zimo.

  Shu Zimo walked reluctantly to the blackboard, picked up a piece of chalk and stared blankly at the question.

  The classmates who haven't been called out yet prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that Bāntū wouldn't suddenly remember his own name at this moment.

  "Qiao An Yuliang, you come and do another question!" It was actually Qiao An Yuliang who was called.

  The strength difference is also too big.

  Qiao Anyulian didn't feel scared, because the topic wasn't difficult for her. She might be able to finish it in a minute. She just didn't know what Shu Zimo meant. One Shu Zimo, one Qiao Anyulian. One poor student, one good student. The strength was right there.

  Qiao Anyu thought for a moment, quickly solved the problem, wrote it on the blackboard at lightning speed, got the answer, checked it again, and then stepped down from the blackboard and returned to her seat.

  Only Shu Zimo was still wandering in front of the blackboard, occasionally turning his head to ask a boy in the first row with his eyes. Ban Tu discovered his small movements and angrily said: "No hints are allowed! Whoever gives him hints will come up and replace him." All roads were blocked for Shu Zimo, and he could only make a thinking gesture on the blackboard, wandered around for a long time, casually wrote a formula into it, got an answer that might or might not be correct, and then ran back to his seat.

  Qiao Anyu looked at his question, which was much simpler than her own, but Shu Zimo couldn't even do it, the formula was wrong, and the answer was just made up. No wonder, he didn't study hard usually, it would be strange if he could do this question.

  "Look at yourselves, a boy who can't even do such an easy question, doing it randomly. What are you boys doing every day? You don't look like students! All the boys in this class will stand up for the rest of the lesson! In this final exam, among the top ten in our grade, only one is a boy, and the rest are all girls. The overall ranking of our boys' scores is at the bottom. If it weren't for Xu Xiao propping up your face, I think you would feel ashamed to walk out. Learn from the girls! They ranked first in overall score. If it weren't for the girls pulling up the overall score, my old face would have nowhere to rest." Ban Tu's anger was ignited when he saw the obvious "poverty gap" on the blackboard, and he began to scold the boys for their poor performance, while Shu Zi Mo naturally became the innocent fuse that triggered Ban Tu's explosive temper.

  The reason why Bān Tū was angry was this. The boys in the class were indeed a bit degenerate, and it's unclear whether they had been led astray by Shū Zǐ Mò or not. But Shū Zǐ Mò didn't seem to have that much influence either. Maybe it was just the poor study atmosphere among the boys. No wonder Bān Tū was angry, after all, the boys had dragged down the class's overall average score, and a class that could have been ranked first in the grade was now only at a mid-to-high level, who knows if even Bān Tū's bonus would be cut in half? Qiǎo ān Yù thought to herself.

  Baldy had another outburst of temper, all the boys stood up to receive his verbal lashing, while the girls watched with schadenfreude. Who made the boys play ping-pong or soccer in the classroom every day, especially on Saturday nights? Or even bring their own DVDs to watch movies on the classroom TV, driving these book-loving girls out of their minds. And they had the nerve to say that the girls were "reading books to death". Serves them right!

  However, the education of the spotted bald head is obviously a failure. The boys' faces do not have any shame at all, and most of them are indifferent, only the blind can't see their expressionless expressions.

  Lian Xuhao was also implicated.