Raise a House of Obsession - Chapter 121 Make-up trend

"Raise a house of obsession (

Every high school has a scholarship, and Wu Zhenyu's school is no exception.

Of course, the competition is fierce. The top 10 students in the grade will get 1,000 yuan in scholarships, and the top 50 will get 300 yuan.

For Wu Zhenyu, every semester's final exam is a time to do his best, and it is a war of his own!

One thousand yuan is a huge amount of money for him. After all, the per capita salary in this era is only two thousand.

One thousand yuan, a lot!

But this time, he met Waterloo in grades, and he was completely disappointed in the test!

Holding the transcript, staring in a daze: "Grade Ranking: 78!"

This is the first time in his history that he has fallen out of the top fifty.

The reason is... the biology test is really too bad to pass, and other courses have also regressed a lot.

The exam was too difficult this time, and several big questions were completely impossible.

On the contrary, there are a few students in the class who have suddenly emerged. They scored high in the biology test in one fell swoop. Just one subject is enough to hold everyone else in the same position.

After school, he passed the office a little annoyed, a little at a loss. I thought it was the recent work-study program, which delayed academic performance. Time, time, is not enough.

By chance, I heard a conversation between two teachers.

Just a few words make his ears stand up and his heart beats wildly

"The average score of biology in Class 6 is much worse than before. The last two big questions are not well done. But there are a few outstanding results, which is really strange."

Class 6 is exactly his class!

"That's how you are young. Now, don't you want to implement extra-school supplementary lessons... Don't you know who taught Class 6? If it doesn't work, who will make supplementary lessons?"

"Oh, that's how it is."

"Tutoring books can be borrowed from the upper grades, but you can't make up lessons for the upper grades, right?"

"But...is it really good?"

The discussion stopped abruptly, leaving only Wu Zhenyu behind the door with a thick red neck.

He overhears the secret, and the hairs on his body stand up and clenched his fists.

...

Make-up classes, this new trend is spreading in this small high school.

The promoter of the trend of supplementary lessons is the dean of the school.

The money earned can be much more than the cost of textbooks. How much money can you earn from selling tutorial books is a few hundred yuan per person, and you have to include the cost of the books, and the cost of supplementary lessons is a few thousand yuan per person. Even if there are only ten people in a class, there are tens of thousands.

In this way, the students who didn't make up the lesson began to slowly not understand the lesson.

And Wu Zhenyu can't even pay for textbooks, let alone make-up fees.

So, over a long period of time, his grades began to slowly decline, no matter how hard he tried, it was of no avail.

Because the teacher does not impart all knowledge in the classroom. They tend to hide key things and choose to talk about it when making up lessons, so that they can reflect the cost-effectiveness of making up lessons.

Over time, students who don't make up classes lose their grades.

Wu Zhenyu knew this fact but had nothing to do. After all, he was just a high school student with no power and no background. What else could he do besides increasing anxiety in his heart?

...

Seeing this, Zhou Yi took a breath. There are too many wicked people in the world, and the teacher group is no exception.

This happened in the Earth Age. The teacher didn't speak well in class, and then went to open cram school outside.

This dean of teaching is really disgusting and cuts the way for others.

And with the accumulation of time, the anger in these memory bubbles has become like an active volcano, and hot lava seems to gush out at any time, burning everything in the world.

"I want her to die! Mr. Zhou, I want to kill her!" Wu Zhenyu's subconscious still roared loudly, unable to comfort him.

...

Next is the last memory bubble, which is big and dark, hidden deep in the core of the black mist.

Although the silent **** had the ability to peep into this bubble, Zhou Yi suppressed the curiosity in his heart.

"Okay, he's already very irritable now, and he's a bit rushing. When he wakes up tomorrow, I will talk to him again and think of a way."

Obviously, Wu Zhenyu himself is unwilling to bring up the last and most critical matter.

Once mentioned, he will inevitably control his incomparable anger, leading to mental loss of control.

It's too late, one night, it's pretty good to learn this information.

Zhou Yi decided to slow down and fight again tomorrow.

"Then I will leave today and see you tomorrow."

"I want her to die! I want to kill her!"

"...You howl slowly, I'll go first."

...

Zhou Yi withdrew from Wu Zhenyu's spiritual world and hurriedly returned to his bedroom.

The west station in the middle of the night is very quiet, the place is large, and there is no smell of fireworks.

Through the long winter~www.novelbuddy.com~ the vitality of early spring is quietly blooming at night, buds have grown on the branches, and the calls of small bugs can be heard. The temperature is about 10 degrees Celsius, and some are cold.

Occasionally, some Xisuo staff rushed to the door to buy supper.

Zhou Yi's stomach is also a little hungry, but eating midnight snack is not good for his health, and after thinking about it, he can only hold back his desire to eat.

After returning to the dormitory, I washed myself and lay on the bed.

"You probably understand Wu Zhenyu's situation. His essence is not bad, just..."

"Oh, it's troublesome."

There seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, turning over and over, unable to fall asleep.

There is a big trouble in reading other people's memory: the spiritual level will resonate.

Wu Zhenyu's unfortunate experience, if it is only written on paper for others to read, it is just a story, and the power of resonance is limited.

But now through the way of memory reading, as if he had experienced all this, Zhou Yi also became angry.

A little irritable and a little anxious.

On the other hand, this is not anger in the full sense, but also mixed with a special emotion.

Zhou Yi knew that this was the psychic fire deep in his heart urging himself to punish this teacher.

For psionicists, dissatisfaction can cause such troubles. The bronze seal is nothing, he hasn't embarked on his own path, and his psychic strength is quite limited.

But at the silver seal stage, after choosing the lifelong path, you must continue on this path as always.

Once you regret it, you will be like your master Ye Tiansheng, at least the strength will retreat, and the worst will be crazy, and there is even the risk of soul collapse.

Zhou Yi felt that his heart was breaking out, and his whole person seemed to have a fever. It was not hot.