I am a god in the secret world

Fortunately, the female player was not standing there alone, and soon two more players came over.

They were all left at the door.

Baicha was sitting next to the window, so he could see the people who were called to the corridor to be lectured.

While she was reciting the text loudly like other students, she glanced outside out of the corner of her eye.

All three of them lowered their heads and listened to the lecture.

After a long time, three people came in.

Fortunately, because they arrived too late and were punished to stand in the back row, the three of them didn't have to worry about where they were for the time being.

There were only three vacant seats left in the class.

They have books in their backpacks and can carry them directly.

Although the copy provides relatively little information, fortunately they are not forced to start in hell mode for the time being.

Being scolded for being late or not being able to find one's place, the latter is more important because it will definitely make people doubt their identity.

Bai Cha hasn't worked so hard for a long time. In fact, she wasn't so hardworking even when she was in school.

She was not in good health at that time, but her grades were good. However, she was young, so the teachers always treated her well.

她上的学校也不是这种，大早上5:30就得到学校开始提前早自习一直到7:30，然后8:00上课，一节课是50分钟。

There is a class schedule on her desk.

There is only 20 minutes for lunch.

Then I have to come back for a twenty-minute lunch break and then continue memorizing.

By the time the get out of class was over in the evening, it was already 10:30.

In fact, this pattern is very common for many high school students.

It’s just that the school she attended paid more attention to the physical and mental health of students.

We usually arrive there at 7:00 and have half an hour of morning self-study.

The class time is also the standard 45 minutes, with an hour for lunch and an hour for break.

Evening self-study will end at nine o'clock in the evening.

In fact, she was also nervous, but it was much better than in this copy, and she used to leave after evening study at 8 o'clock.

After spending the entire morning memorizing, when the bell rang, many students lay on their desks to catch up on their sleep.

The teacher had already left, and the three players behind hurried to find their own seats.

Because the real students were too lazy to care about what they were doing, the three of them found a seat and sat down, and then they truly breathed a sigh of relief.

But where are we now?
Even though time is sped up twice, it still passes quickly.

But you have to go to class no matter how fast.

Many players feel overwhelmed after hearing this.

Among the players selected, there are very few high school students like Xu Shengsheng.

The average age of players is mostly college students.

After staying in the game for a few more years and reaching the current level where you can enter B-level dungeons, you can almost start working.

And because of the reasons for entering the gaming industry, they dare not look for jobs. The work content is very important, and if there is any delay, they will basically be fired.

The jobs that many people can find are relatively easy, such as front desk customer service.

This makes them even less likely to learn.

With barely enough food and clothing every day and having to consider life and death in the game, who can still remember things from high school?
Except for freshmen of college, they may know a little bit.

But this copy cannot fish in troubled waters.

The first class in the morning was about math problems, and the second class was still about math, but the math teacher gave out a test paper.

This is a pop test for them.

The test paper is quite difficult.

It has to be submitted within one class period, which is fifty minutes. After fast forwarding, there are only twenty-five minutes left, which is extremely stressful.

The class was so quiet that only the rustling of the papers could be heard. Everyone had their own desk and chair, so it was difficult to copy others.

The math teacher was a middle-aged woman with not-so-thick hair that was combed neatly. She was dressed all in black and looked rigid and solemn.

Her eyes would scan everyone sharply, and she would walk back and forth in the classroom, randomly stopping in front of a student to watch them do their homework.

[Damn this dungeon... I hope I never have to enter this dungeon in my lifetime. I'd rather face ghosts than solve math problems here.]

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[How terrible!!! I feel like I’m suffocating! ]

[Is this dungeon just about answering questions? That would be so boring.]

[Don't worry, there won't be only questions, but if you can't even do the questions well...]

The math teacher stopped at Baicha.

She glanced at the paper Bai Cha had written and pushed her glasses up.

"Well, you've made quite some progress."

Having said that, the math teacher left with satisfaction.

[What the hell? Does this mean that everything was done right?]

[It seems that the anchor is really good at it. Is he a high school student?]

However, just because Baicha has no problems doesn't mean other players have no problems.

When the math teacher walked to another player, his expression was no longer so happy.

Her brows furrowed instantly, and she slammed the stick in her hand, which she had never put down, on the table.

The sound startled everyone, but most students were used to it and continued to work on their homework with their heads down.

Bai Cha just took a quick look.

The male player had a bitter face.

All I heard was the math teacher saying, "Wang Jiapeng! How did you regress so much? You can't even get such a simple question wrong. If you can't even get a point-free question wrong, why are you still in school? I think you should get out of here right now!"

"And these questions, these questions, these questions are all the most basic questions. Your previous scores were not so bad. What's wrong with you?"

The male player who played the character named Wang Jiapeng just felt miserable.

That means he doesn't want to write, right? That means he can't write!
"I...I haven't been feeling well these past two days..." He tried to find an excuse for himself.

As a result, the math teacher's stick hit the table hard again.

It gave him a fright.

"You've learned to make excuses. If you weren't feeling well, why didn't your mother tell me? You just don't want to study. These are all excuses. If you keep going like this, you'll be kicked out of Class 3!"

Wang Jiapeng couldn't say anything this time.

To be honest, even though he had graduated for several years, the oppressive feeling brought by this teacher really made him instinctively feel afraid.

After scolding him, the math teacher went on to look at other people.

Soon, none of the remaining three players were spared.

"Chen Feiguang! Why have you regressed so much? You are not going to tell me that you are not feeling well, are you?"

"You weren't secretly playing games outside without your parents' knowledge, were you? Ah? Otherwise, why did you get so many mistakes? This question! I have explained this exact question so many times, and you still got it wrong?!"

"Li Shanshan, what are you writing? Let me ask you, what are the universal formulas for trigonometric functions?"

"Why don't you speak? Why don't you answer? Don't you know how to do it? Don't you even know this basic formula? Where did you learn all the things you learned before? Did you learn them for nothing? The college entrance examination is coming soon. There are only 30 days left. What are you doing?!"

"Stand up! Go to the back and do the questions!"

"Guo Wenhao, what's going on? Did you guys get together to play mahjong? Just to fit in a table, right? Are you playing out everything you learned?"

"You guys are trying to piss me off to death!"

As he spoke, the math teacher suddenly looked at a camera.

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