Xiu Ma is the entire loser class, you call this a class teacher?
9 If he was so good, then how about cheating? Evaluation votes

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"Teacher Lu, what's the matter?"

After the boy asked this calmly, Lu Ze also responded with a smile.

As she smiled, she picked up the test paper in front of the boy and flipped through it from beginning to end.

Lu Ze paid special attention to the name written in the boy's name column: Zeng Lei.

He looked at his watch. There were still 40 minutes until the end of the exam.

"It's done quite well. It's fast and accurate.”

Lu Ze said with a smile.

As he spoke, he patted Zeng Lei's left hand.

Zeng Lei, who was originally calm, couldn't help but shudder.

Of course, Lu Ze felt the strangeness of the palm and understood why the system wanted him to shake hands with Ceng Lei.

Stealing a beam and replacing a pillar, passing off the fake as the real.

Fortunately, he was a student. If he had an assistant, he would be able to stage a movie called " Demonthieves " in minutes!

"Have you been sitting for too long? Why do your arms feel a little stiff?”

Lu Ze didn't expose her immediately. Instead, he asked a question on purpose.

Zeng Lei was still trying hard to maintain his composure on the surface. He swallowed his saliva and answered with a smile.

"I wrote too fast just now. In addition, I was a little nervous about the exam, so my hands are a little stiff.”

"Thank you for your concern, Teacher Lu. I'm fine.”

It sounded like there was nothing wrong with it.

Although Lu Ze wanted to laugh, he still felt some approval for this cheating freak.

It was not easy for him to have such imagination and mental fortitude at his age.

However, this matter definitely could not be over just like that.

You can cheat. It doesn't matter if I find out.

However, I didn't notice you cheating, and you still have to rely on the system to remind me.

Where would I put my face?

Thinking about this, Lu Ze carefully looked at the paper again. Then, he stopped at the answer sheet for a while.

He rubbed his fingers on the paper.

It was very clean, without a trace of ink.

Lu Ze sighed.

Then, he reached out his hand to Ceng Lei.

"I've read the essay. The writing style is experienced, the structure is clear, the words are precise, and the quality is very high.”

"I'm very happy to have found such a talented student in our class.”

Hearing Lu Ze's praise, she looked at Lu Ze's hand.

Zeng Lei cursed in his heart and wanted to shake Lu Ze's hand.

However, Lu Ze's current position pressed his right hand tightly under his body. He couldn't pull it out even if he wanted to.

Left with no choice, Zeng Lei could only reach out his left hand from under the zipper in front of Lu Ze.

She shook hands with Lu Ze.

The 'fake hand' that was safely placed on the table also fell out of the sleeve and was completely displayed in front of Lu Ze.

Seeing the skin-colored paint, Lu Ze sighed.

Details, details, these were the details.

This student was really a treasure!

Since the matter was exposed, Zeng Lei didn't choose to resist under Lu Ze's guidance.

She told Lu Ze about the other cheating methods.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Lu Ze first moved Ceng Lei's table away and pulled out a small paper box from the wall beside the table. He took out a tattered test paper from the small hole.

Then, he lowered his head and clamped a piece of paper on a small clip of fishing line under the table. He turned the mechanism and quickly passed it to another student's table.

Finally, a very flat Mini printer was taken out from the table frame.

What a genius!

Lu Ze was filled with curiosity.

They exchanged secret codes, copied their phones, and flipped through their books.

These child's play cheats were indeed despised by others.

But like him.

Artificial limbs, physical transmission, manual modification tools.

He had turned cheating into an art.

It had long surpassed the meaning of cheating.

Loser class?

Perhaps his academic performance was indeed a little useless.

However, among the students of their age group, there were not many who could think of such a wonderful idea and put it into practice.

Regarding this treasure, Lu Ze naturally wouldn't be like an old scholar who would call his parents, sue the school, pack his things, go home, and teach him a set of combination punches.

Cheating was indeed wrong.

However, the difference between Lu Ze and the other teachers was that he could see other things from this matter.

Cheating was wrong, but the creativity, execution, and psychological quality that he displayed through cheating were not wrong!

If he could guide her well, what could he not do in the future?

Thus, Lu Ze stood there and thought for a while before patting Ceng Lei's shoulder.

"If you don't cheat, which subject are you best at?”

"Huh?" Zeng Lei raised his head in surprise.

Lu Ze repeated the question.

"Uh, history."

"Alright, history then. I won't tell your parents or the school about this. Don't worry.”

"But in the future, you can't use your little cleverness in exams anymore.”

"I know you're probably a little unconvinced in your heart. You think that since you've agreed to me now, it's fine if you pass.”

"So, let's make a gentleman's bet. If you win, you can do whatever you want. If you lose, you can't cheat in exams anymore. How about that?”

Zeng Lei was stunned for a long time before he finally bit his lips and asked.

"Compete in what? How?"

Lu Ze chuckled.

She pointed at the cheating tools on his desk.

"Let's compete in cheating, the two of us."

"As for the rules, you decide!"

After saying this, Lu Ze picked up the prosthetic leg on Zeng Lei's table and threw it to Wang Chuli, who was sitting in the back.

He said something that everyone could understand.

"Reuse the trash, class monitor."

"In the future, you can use this to open the front door of the classroom.”

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