The Body Swap Game

On April 19th, Wednesday morning, Xia Yu came to the school.

In the morning class, the math teacher walked into the classroom holding the test paper excitedly.

Standing on the podium, he called the two classmates in front and asked them to distribute test papers.

Originally, the mathematics teacher reported every student's score according to the rankings, in order to motivate the students and make them more aware of their position.

But now, two months before the college entrance examination, the mathematics teacher has given up this custom for fear of excessive pressure on the students.

After receiving his test paper, Xia Yu looked at the score.

One hundred and forty-eight.

This score is already the limit of LV4 test-oriented education. This score is almost enough to compete for the first place in Zilang City, but the premise is that the language and history are not biased.

In previous examinations, there were even geniuses with a full score of 160 in mathematics. However, such geniuses are generally partial subjects, so they cannot get the first place in the city.

"Bodhisattva bless the Bodhisattva, bless the pizza, bless..." A murmur came to Xia Yu's ears. He turned to look, and Xia Yu saw Gui Zixiao praying to the test paper in his hand.

His expression is serious and serious.

After praying, he opened the test paper.

"One hundred and fifteen points, perfect!" Gui Zixiao was overjoyed. This is different from the scores obtained by using the copying ability before, but he made his own efforts!

He looked at Xia Yu again: "How many are you Xia Yu? One hundred and forty?"

Although asked about one hundred and forty, Gui Zixiao didn't believe that one hundred and forty was so easy to test.

After seeing Xia Yu's score of 148, he groaned in a low voice, and all the excitement just disappeared.

"Your score is too high. If you have a good Chinese history test, you can get the first place in the school?" Gui Zixiao tried to comfort herself, "Unfortunately, you didn't do well in the Chinese test."

"Yes, that's too difficult to understand." Xia Yu said cooperatively.

Gui Zixiao was happy again. He compared his scores with other students, and his mood quickly returned to its peak.

On the stage, the mathematics teacher made a simple comment: "This monthly exam paper is issued by five schools. In terms of difficulty, it is almost the same as last year's college entrance examination. You can basically use this as your college entrance examination score. Please prepare yourself early. Have an estimate of the college entrance examination results, so as not to get up and down."

After a pause, the mathematics teacher continued: "This time the first in our class is Xia Yu, with a score of 148, which is also the first in the liberal arts class, but there is a more powerful one in the science class, 155 Minute."

Sure enough, there are stronger ones. A sense of crisis flashed in Xia Yu's heart.

From LV4 to LV5, it takes about 80 experience cards, which is 640 hours of hard work. He only studied ten hours a day, and he could make up 600 hours in two months. The time he had studied before was more than forty hours, which was completely enough.

Taking out May San from his schoolbag, Xia Yu continued to write the questions. The latest version of May San has been written by him. What he is writing now is the old version of May San.

Hearing what the math teacher said, and looking at his students, they were amazed at his serious attitude.

The math teacher did not miss this opportunity. He said: "People have a recommendation from BGI, their faces are handsome, and they are talented. They all work so hard. You said you have nothing, how can you continue to be undisciplined!"

The students below all cursed in a low voice. They had forgotten about this matter, and now they were brought up by the math teacher again, and their mood suddenly reached the bottom.

"Although two months are not long, as long as you work hard, you may be able to add a total of ten points, ten points, but the difference is huge!"

The mathematics teacher began to make up an example: "You had a senior two years ago, named Li Xiashuo. The last monthly test score was counted down, probably only three books, but after two months of hard work, he succeeded in getting a good one. Two books, just a little bit, you can reach the line of one!"

The mathematics teacher knew that if it was too perfect, it would be doubted, so he made a regret.

Sure enough, many students were deceived by him.

This made the math teacher even more excited. He gave full play to his ability to be abducted into MLM organization when he was young, and tried to instill chicken soup with the students.

What he said, Xia Yu didn't listen anymore, he just brushed the questions in general.

At the last class in the morning, the Chinese teacher came in. Under the propaganda of the math teacher, he learned about Xia Yu.

While talking about the test papers, the Chinese teacher dangled in the classroom, and when he passed by Xia Yu, he stopped.

Seeing Xia Yu was still brushing up the math problems quickly, the Chinese teacher coughed: "Xia Yu, work hard in mathematics, and you have to work hard in Chinese. You are still a member of my literature club. Chinese is hard to explain. ."

"Teacher, don't talk nonsense, there is a thread between the literature club and the Chinese grades. I know that Wen Ziying's Chinese often fails to even three digits!" Gui Zixiao disassembled the Chinese teacher's desk.

The Chinese teacher blushed: "Shut up, do you have any part of your speech!"

There was laughter all around, and the classroom was full of joy.

"Teacher, don't worry, I also read Chinese." Xia Yu answered the Chinese teacher.

The relationship between Chinese teachers and students is very good, and they often use their relationship with the principal to engage in black-box operations, such as the school’s blackboard newspaper appraisal, and whatever you do in the class, they must have their class for the first prize.

Before Xia Yu went to participate in the musical instrument competition, the Chinese teacher was busy.

Looking at Xia Yu, who was still writing math problems, the Chinese teacher shook his head. He felt that Xia Yu was fooling himself.

Teachers don't know that Xia Yu does math problems whenever he is free, and he doesn't touch any other subjects. When has he ever reviewed Chinese?

The Chinese teacher estimated that Xia Yu still wanted to have fun taking the college entrance examination, because he did not pursue the total score, but only the experience, so he specialized in one subject.

Although I understand, the Chinese teacher can't help but complain:

My relationship with you is not bad. I helped you take your sister to Kaiyang before. Why did you choose the coquettish **** of mathematics~www.novelmtl.com~ and why didn't you come to my Chinese bedroom?

Feeling a little green on his head, the Chinese teacher was not in the mood, he lazily finished the test paper, and went back to the office.

Entering the office, he saw his colleagues, gathered around his desk.

"What are you doing?" The Chinese teacher's heart suddenly burst. Could it be that the Chiluochun he had hidden was discovered?

"Old man, congratulations." A group of teachers congratulated him.

"Congratulations to me?" The Chinese teacher looked blank.

"The Xia Yu in your class did a really good test." The teachers said.

The Chinese teacher thought that they were talking about Xia Yu's mathematics scores, and they were Xia Yu's head teacher. Congratulations, they were normal.

Sitting in the seat, the Chinese teacher said: "That's right. He is doing math problems every day, and he looks like he is devoting himself to mathematics. It's not bad."

After he finished speaking, he complained again: "You said there is something good about that **** in mathematics, and he doesn't touch my language."

The colleagues didn't reply, and the Chinese teacher didn't care. He saw the extra stack of test papers on the table, and knew that it was the one who had changed the test papers. He picked up the test paper and said while looking for Xia Yu's score:

"Let me see how many points he can score in Chinese this time!"

The surrounding teachers were still silent. The Chinese teacher raised his head, feeling that they seemed to be holding back a smile?

"Don't look for it, the test paper is here." A teacher had already laughed, and he took the test paper in his hand to the table.