Chapter 1: Fang Chen

Therefore, regarding what the teacher said, he naturally let it go in one ear and out the other. The mere occurrence of such a bizarre event was enough to astonish him, leaving no time to pay attention to the teacher

Fang Chen, don't you want to sleep? I will let you sleep well. From today until the college entrance examination, you don't need to come here; just stay at home and sleep well... Now, you can go out for me.

As the teacher's roar echoed, the timid students in the class could not help but shrink their necks, their gazes lowered, afraid to make eye contact with the teacher

Fang Chen, did you not hear me speak? Stand up for me!

While a few students were whispering among themselves, the teacher noticed that Fang Chen was somewhat indifferent, and her anger immediately flared up. Her mood was already not good, so when she spoke, her voice naturally rose above the usual level

Fang Chen? Call me?

Is this the kind of person who thinks he can get into Peking University? I bet he wouldn't even dare to dream of attending prestigious institutions like Peking University or the University of Hong Kong. With his grades, it would be difficult for him to get into a vocational college. Maybe after repeating for ten or eight years, he might be able to get into a teacher's college...

Upon mentioning the arranged marriage, a handsome boy dressed in a sports shirt cast a cold glance at Fang Chen, then turned his gaze towards a striking figure in the center of the classroom

Fang Chen looked around and saw that everyone's gaze was fixed on him. He was taken aback at first, then cursed furiously in his heart, "What the hell, have I really time-traveled? This must be a joke, right? Is someone playing a trick on me?"

Who says otherwise... all the scores of our key class have been dragged down by him alone

How could I be here? ... Is it possible ... No, it can't be ...

Here, I would like to specifically criticize a fellow student, Fang Chen

Attraction and repulsion coexist, unable to merge for a long time

Therefore, it is only natural that this class is managed more strictly than any other senior class in the entire city

Fang Chen

On the seat, a boy named Fang Chen was lying in a corner, sleeping soundly. In such a noisy and high-decibel environment, it is remarkable that someone could actually fall asleep; one must say, there are indeed masters among the common people

After venting for a while, the teacher finally took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and the female teacher's expression still did not look very good

The only question he could think of was: Has it really crossed over? ... This ... ? ... Is this a bit too bizarre?

At this moment, the female teacher also spoke up, her tone somber: "Sleeping quite soundly, aren't we? Very good, very good. I told you to pay attention to rest before the college entrance examination, to balance work and rest, and you really know how to rest, sleeping all the way to class? So, what kind of beautiful dream did you have? Did you dream of getting into Tsinghua University, Peking University, or the University of Hong Kong? Why not share it with the teacher and your classmates?"

Nanhai City No. 1 High School, Class One of the Third Year, is a key class not only in the city but also in the entire province. Every year, it sends over 90% of its top students to prestigious universities. This percentage is quite alarming; in other words, out of more than forty students in the class, only three or four fail to gain admission to a prestigious university and end up in a second-tier university.

At the end of May, approaching June 1st and the college entrance examination, during this busy time for the third-year high school students, there occasionally appear some figures that seem out of place

However, ... ... look at the results of the last mock exam before the college entrance examination. Is it due to anxiety? Is it a failure to perform well? Or is it just a lack of effort? You may all have your own reasons, but for me, I do not accept any reasons or excuses ... ...

Shh, keep it down, Teacher Zheng is still angry... However, it is quite unfair, he is a good-for-nothing, yet he can get into our class through connections, and the class monitor has a childhood engagement with him...

At this moment, Fang Chen's mind was in a state of confusion, his thoughts somewhat murky, as many experiences swirled continuously in his mind, with two strands of memory intertwining with each other

Fang Chen was indeed like this; in the classroom, the teacher was roaring, the students were trembling, yet only Fang Chen was soundly asleep, completely oblivious to his surroundings

If you listen carefully, you can still hear the even and deep sound of light snoring

I never expected this fellow to become increasingly degenerate, actually achieving such results and even being singled out for criticism? With these grades, he still dares to boast about getting into an undergraduate program? He must be dreaming... Hmph, it seems that only in his dreams can he hope to surpass the undergraduate admission threshold.

Bang

The average score this time is more than forty points lower than the last time... What does this represent? I will tell you, it means that we will be surpassed by Class 2 this time, and even during the college entrance examination, our class will lose the titles of Honor Class and Model Class

Where is this? Is this... a classroom?" Stammered in astonishment.

Observing Fang Chen's bewildered expression, which was dark and unpredictable, sometimes dazed, and at other times murmuring softly to himself, nearby classmates began to snicker.

Others murmured in agreement

Fang Chen

However, she is an experienced teacher after all, suppressing the anger that was about to erupt in her heart, she bit down on her back molars and shouted

Suddenly, Fang Chen raised his head and glanced sideways at his deskmate, then looked around briefly. A moment of confusion flashed in his eyes, filled with bewilderment and uncertainty

And this figure, also turning back leisurely, revealed half of a plain face, her eyes carrying disdain and coldness

However, some students nearby who did not perform well in the final mock exam were feeling immensely grateful towards classmate Fang Chen at this moment. Although this individual does not excel academically and often drags down the class, ultimately, he is a "high output" student, particularly adept at attracting the ire of teachers, who are akin to bosses.

"Fang Chen, Fang Chen, the teacher has lost his temper, hey, wake up..." Beside Fang Chen, a short-haired boy kicked him hard under the table a few times, squeezing out a few words through clenched teeth.

As the teacher spoke, many students in the class instinctively turned their heads to look back, their gazes directed straight at the last row, specifically at the seat right against the wall.

On a sunny and breezy day, with a clear blue sky, the temperature in the coastal city during the month of May is very comfortable, characterized by little rain and plenty of wind

Hello everyone, take a good look... look at the time on the blackboard behind me, there are only a few days left until the college entrance examination. Let me tell you, there are eight days left, less than 190 hours... Why have other schools already started preparing for the pre-exam break while we still have to seriously prepare and review in class? Is this for me? No, you are mistaken, all of this is for your own sake and the honor of the entire class... No, you are mistaken, all of this is for your own sake and the honor of the entire class...

"Good, very good..." The teacher was furious; she felt completely ignored by Fang Chen. The sensation of being disregarded in front of the entire class made this middle-aged woman experience an early onset of menopause.

The thunderous sound produced by the hands and the more than forty examination papers left many students in the classroom, who did not perform well in this exam, silent as cicadas in winter

A forty-year-old middle-aged female teacher stands at the podium, gesticulating animatedly, even somewhat hysterically, as she sprays saliva into the air. The clichéd phrases she utters are accompanied by her hands occasionally striking the thick stack of examination papers on the desk.

Sigh, being classmates with such a person will be embarrassing to mention in the future