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Nanxi then noticed a table next to the blackboard with the names of all the students in the class on it.

Each person's name is followed by a different number of little red flowers.

She looked for herself inside.

Nanxi: 5 flowers.

It's alright, it's relatively safe.

The other students in the class turned pale after hearing the homeroom teacher's words.

It seems that the "little dark room" was a terrifying place.

Nanxi saw that her deskmate, Yang Tian, ​​was trembling as she received the test paper; she was extremely nervous.

"Alright, now everyone has their exam paper. The exam will last for thirty minutes. After I collect the papers, I will grade them on the spot."

The homeroom teacher announced the start of the exam with a stern face, and the students immediately began the test.

Nanxi also picked up the test paper and glanced at it; it was a math test for second-year high school students.

She lowered her head and began to write decisively.

The way he wrote was incredibly swift and decisive.

Wow, Nanxi is amazing! She remembers all of these.

Wow, you wrote that fast!

[Wait a minute, wait a minute, the person upstairs, don't praise me yet. I admit, Sister Nan did write very quickly, but the answer to all the true/false questions is 'x'. What does that mean?]

I didn't dare say anything. I hadn't even finished reading one question before she had already completed the entire multiple-choice section.

[Sister, you only guarantee you'll write fast, not that you'll write correctly, right?]

Yang Tian, ​​who sat next to me, turned her head and glanced at me, her lips twitching slightly.

She felt that her deskmate, Nanxi, seemed to have gone mad.

With this comparison, Yang Tian felt much less nervous and more relaxed!

The exam time was originally only thirty minutes, but Nanxi finished writing in just twenty minutes.

She couldn't resist picking it up and admiring it.

Regardless of whether it's right or wrong, it's at least full of writing.

Even if it's a big question you don't know how to answer, you can still get a point by writing down a solution.

His arrogant demeanor inevitably attracted the attention of the homeroom teacher.

With a gloomy face, he slowly approached Nanxi.

The intense pressure was so great that the students sitting nearby didn't dare to move their heads.

Nanxi looked up and asked in a clear voice, "Teacher, can I hand in my paper early?"

"...Wait."

The homeroom teacher tapped on her desk, making two "thump-thump" sounds as a warning: "Behave yourself after the exam and don't disturb the other students."

Although Nanxi was arrogant, she did not violate any school or class rules.

The student named Nanxi used to be quite well-behaved.

He'll see how many points she got today, to be so audacious.

The homeroom teacher walked to the podium with a stern face.

Time was up quickly, and all the exam papers were collected.

The homeroom teacher immediately graded the papers, working very quickly, grading a paper in almost ten seconds.

But just like that, his movements suddenly stopped.

She raised her head and gave Nanxi a deep look.

[Hahahaha, I saw very complex emotions in that one look.]

[It's one thing if others don't know, but we in the live stream watched them write that test paper.]

[Actually, I'm also a high school math teacher, and all I can say is... thankfully, Sister Nan is quite strong in terms of physical strength.]

[Don't listen, Sister Nan, these are negative reviews!]

Nanxi tilted her head in confusion.

The homeroom teacher ignored her and continued grading the remaining papers.

He quickly stood up, his sharp, hawk-like eyes scanning all the students in the class before slowly speaking: "The results of this exam are out. Li Ruolan is still in first place. She scored 98 points, and has won first place for five consecutive exams. Let's give her a little red flower as a reward."

The homeroom teacher gave a small red flower to every student who scored 80 or above.

Then he looked at the remaining test paper in his hand, and his voice gradually lowered.

"Now that I've finished talking about the students who did well, it's time to talk about those who failed. I thought everyone was a good student at school, but this exam was very disappointing. There were actually five students in our class who failed!"

"Of these five people, the one with the worst grades only scored 16 points! That's Nanxi from our class!"

Instantly.

Everyone in the class looked at Nanxi, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Even if others failed, they still scored in the fifties. How could Nanxi only score sixteen?

Nanxi, however, only looked pleased.

Not bad, it has two digits.

The homeroom teacher angrily removed the little red flower next to Nanxi's name on the form, leaving only four flowers on it.

He continued to read out the names of the next person who failed.

For each name read aloud, a little red flower was awarded.

Until the last name is read out.

"Zhao Dong." The homeroom teacher reached out and took the last little red flower after the name "Zhao Dong," her voice low and somber: "You don't have any little red flowers anymore, which means you've been very disobedient lately and need to be educated and improved."

Zhao Dong's face turned deathly pale.

The homeroom teacher pointed to the door: "Wait for me there after class, then we'll go to the little dark room together."

Zhao Dong stood up stiffly, his feet feeling like they weighed a ton, each step extremely slow. Just the distance from his seat to the podium was enough to soak the back of his clothes with cold sweat.

Sudden.

Zhao Dong suddenly rushed forward and hugged his homeroom teacher's leg, sobbing uncontrollably, "I was wrong, homeroom teacher, I was really wrong! Please, please give me a chance! I really don't want to go to the 'black room' (a place for punishing students who were sent there and never came back), I heard that all the students who went there before and never came back are dead!"

He doesn't want to die!

He wanted to live!

"Shut up!" The homeroom teacher frowned and backed away, trying to break free from Zhao Dong's presence.

Zhao Dong became agitated again: "Everyone says the ghost story is because a dead classmate came back for revenge! Teacher, please don't let me die! Please don't send me to the dark room!"

In the midst of the violent action, a tearing sound was heard.

Zhao Dong ripped open the sleeve of the homeroom teacher's left arm, revealing the skin underneath, where a large black tiger was tattooed.

"Oh! The teacher has a tattoo on his arm."

"I remember hearing that the teaching staff here was excellent before I entered Yucai High School, how could this be..."

"At school, any student with tattoos would be immediately taken to a small, dark room for re-education."

A chorus of exclamations immediately erupted from below.

Zhao Dong froze, and when he looked up, he saw his homeroom teacher's dark and gloomy face.

The homeroom teacher kicked him.

"Bang!"

He kicked Zhao Dong against the wall, and Zhao Dong spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The homeroom teacher picked up Zhao Dong with one hand and walked straight towards the door, as if dragging a dead pig.

Is this a proper teacher?

[How can this be serious? This teacher looks like a scoundrel. Didn't you see the white mark on Baihu's face? It looks like a knife scar.]

I knew Yucai High School was something special.

Don't worry, the teacher isn't a good teacher, and my sister Nan isn't a good student either.

I think I saw other players among my classmates...