In the afternoon, about ten minutes before class started, Zhang Heng walked toward Qin Luo's office. The students left their dorms in a hurry.
Outside Qin Luo's office, Zhang Heng leaned against the window, listening to the sounds coming from inside.
"Teacher Qin, are you crazy? Why do you want to come over when you can tell that this student is a burden? Do you think our class has too much bonus?”
"That's right. Why don't you consider the opinions of us teachers?”
……
Qin Luo looked at this group of people and gritted his teeth.""If Zhang Heng delays the average grade of the class, I won't take a single cent of my year-end bonus. I'll give you all as compensation!”
Some teachers were hesitant, while others were looking forward to it. There were also some who directly said,"Since Mr. Qin has confidence in Zhang Heng, let's wait and see!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from outside."Report!"
Zhang Heng pushed the door open with a faint smile. After glancing at Qin Luo, he said,""I feel that the teachers are being unfair. They only said that Teacher Qin will compensate you. Is there no reward?"
You're still alright?
The people present looked at Zhang Heng with undisguised disdain.
If you were alright, you wouldn't be here.
After a simple discussion, a bet was officially established: There were 43 students in Class 170. As long as Zhang Heng ranked in the top 25 at the end of the semester, the bet between the teacher and Qin Luo would be nullified. For every five places that Zhang Heng ranked, Qin Luo would receive a year-end bonus of 500 yuan each.
The top ten students in the school would each give Qin Luo another 1,000, the top three would each give Qin Luo 2,000, and the first place would give 3,000.
After the 25th place, Qin Luo's year-end bonus would be divided equally among the teachers. After the 35th place, Zhang Heng would automatically leave Class 170.
"In my opinion, the content in front is useless at all. It's a waste of ink!”The one who spoke was the math teacher, a middle-aged man in his forties.
No one present believed that Zhang Heng was a good student. Even Qin Luo was a little suspicious.
In the afternoon, Qin Luo brought Zhang Heng to Class 170. The messy classroom was a little quieter, but only a little.
The few boys behind her lay on the table and had no intention of getting up at all.
There were even some who whistled at Qin Luo. Even the girls looked like they were gangsters. Some even took off their shoes and stepped on the legs of the chairs in front of them.
……
Qin Luo was also a little helpless. She had been in charge of the class for more than half a year, but these students did not listen to her at all. Some of the older students even dared to tease her.
As for academic results, other than Qin Luo, there was no hope for the school. As long as they did not cause trouble, it was fine. What could one expect from a class whose average score was more than five points lower than the second-to-last place?
This was also one of Qin Luo's reasons for being confident. No matter how bad he was, he was still a student of the Important Class. How could he be worse than this group of people?
"Hello, everyone. This is our new classmate, Zhang Heng…Welcome!”
"Pa…Pa…Pa!"
Amidst the sparse applause, there was also laughter and whistles. It was very impolite, but what could Qin Luo do?
"The God of Sleep! There's no need for introductions, we all know each other!”
"Teacher Qin, this student is probably one of the most famous people in our school!”
Even the few boys who were sleeping at the back heard that the God of Sleep had become their classmate. They immediately became energetic and looked at the podium excitedly.
"Old Song from Class 158 has finally made a move on the God of Sleep!”
"How tragic. I was kicked out of the special class and ended up in a rubbish class like ours. If it were me, I wouldn't even attend it.”
……
Qin Luo stopped the students and looked at Zhang Heng worriedly. It was already a huge blow, and now he was being ridiculed like this. Who could take it?
However, Zhang Heng's indifferent smile surprised Qin Luo, and at the same time, he became more curious about him.
"That's right. I'm Zhang Heng, the God of Sleep. I'll be classmates with everyone in the future.”Zhang Heng introduced himself in a relaxed manner amidst the noise of the other students.
"Listen, the students from the special class are indeed different. This taste, this choice of words, tsk tsk…"
"Get down!" Suddenly, a voice came from outside the classroom. Three boys came in from the back door without looking at Qin Luo.
"Who the f * ck wants to listen to your nonsense? Get down here quickly. I want to catch up on my sleep!”
"I can only sleep better and have a good dream when I hear Teacher Qin's voice!”The crowd looked more like a hooligan than a student.
Qin Luo didn't know what to do with these students. She had even been threatened by them. At that time, a few tall students had blocked her on the school path. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to do anything now.
Zhang Heng walked over to the empty seats behind him with his bag. Just as he was about to sit down, the boy next to him kicked the chair to the ground.
"I don't welcome you here!"
Yo, this young man's temper is quite bad!
Before Zhang Heng could react, the system's voice sounded in his head."The host will be rewarded with five berserk skills. Defend your dignity. Young man!"
As expected, the system had a bad temper, but I like it. Zhang Heng had already received the information about going berserk in his mind. It would increase his overall physical fitness by tenfold in five minutes.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. To the other students, Zhang Heng was just stunned by the shock, and they started laughing wildly.
In front of Qin Luo, she didn't have the slightest scruple. Teacher Qin's control over this class was really weak.
"Zhang Heng, why don't you change seats?”Qin Luo's voice sounded out, sounding out and pleading, making one feel pity for him.
"I have to sit here today!”Zhang Heng lifted the stool with the tip of his foot and straightened it.
Another kick came. Zhang Heng put down the stool and grabbed the kid's ankle, lifting him up and throwing him out.
With a loud bang, the 1.7-meter-tall boy, who weighed about 140 pounds, was grabbed by Zhang Heng's ankle and smashed against the wall behind him.
For a moment, the entire classroom fell silent. They stared at everything with their mouths agape in disbelief.
Zhang Heng placed his backpack on the table and clapped his hands gently. His gaze swept across the rest of the people, and finally landed on the boy who was struggling on the ground.
"What's wrong? Can you agree now?"
The boy curled up in pain. He didn't know what had happened just now, but he was thrown out and smashed heavily on the ground. Although he didn't break his bones, he was in a lot of pain.
A wise man wouldn't eat the loss in front of him. He quickly nodded and agreed, but in his heart, he was thinking about how to regain his face.
" Mr. Qin," Zhang Heng sneered," I don't agree to sit at the same table as him now. Please change his seat!"”
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