On the second day of the exam, Zhang Yu handed in his paper in an hour, just like the first day. Then, he wandered around the school.
Most of the teachers in the school knew him anyway, so no one came to find trouble with him.
As school was about to end, the students in the classroom were gathered in twos and threes to discuss today's exam.
Zhang Yu was sitting in his seat, packing his things.
Li Meng walked into the classroom and looked at the noisy classroom. She stood on the podium and knocked on the table twice.
Only then did everyone see Li Meng on the podium. They were so scared that they quickly returned to their seats.
"Everyone, sit down. I'm here to tell everyone something. You're all in your third year of high school now. For your own good, the school has decided that all the classes in your third year of high school will have evening self-study for the exam! This is a special benefit for us third-year students!”Li Meng stood on the podium and said loudly to the students below.
Hearing Li Meng's words, the students immediately sighed.
Studying in the third year of high school was already very stressful, and now they were actually allowed to study at night. Was this even acceptable?
However, Li Meng didn't care if these students were alive or not. Seeing that everyone was sighing, her expression suddenly became a little ugly. She knocked hard on the lecture table and continued," What are you doing? Sighing at the side? I know that many students are not willing to attend this evening self-study session, so it is voluntary to participate in the evening self-study session.”
When the students below heard Li Meng's words, they couldn't help but roll their eyes.
When Li Meng said that she wanted to attend the evening self-study, she had already insisted.
Who would dare to bargain with Li Meng? This was Spring Breeze High School's famous Iron Blood Chinese Yam Rod!
"Teacher, since it's voluntary, then I won't attend this evening self-study session. Is that okay?”Just as the students were muttering in their hearts, a voice suddenly sounded.
This made all the students in the class look in the direction of the sound.
The person who said this was Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu wasn't interested in studying at night in school. If he had the time, he would rather lie at home and play with his phone.
Li Meng looked at Zhang Yu who stood up, her eyes filled with love.
The other three exam papers that he had relied on yesterday had already been approved.
Zhang Yu scored full marks for all three.
One had to know that this included the Chinese language that came with an essay.
Li Meng was extremely satisfied with Zhang Yu.
"Alright, Zhang Yu, you don't have to attend the evening self-study. You can go home and revise by yourself! If there's nothing else, you can leave school first!”Li Meng nodded and smiled at Zhang Yu.
Hearing Li Meng's words, all the students in the class looked at Zhang Yu with envy.
Even Qiao Yingzi was no exception.
They also wanted to be like Zhang Yu, standing up and saying nothing to Li Meng.
However, they were just thinking about it.
After all, they were not Zhang Yu.
If they dared to say it, they would definitely be scolded by Li Tiegun.
This was the unique privilege of the study god.
Ordinary people like them were unreachable.
When Zhang Yu heard Li Meng's words, he immediately picked up his bag and walked out of the door.
After watching Zhang Yu leave, everyone looked dejectedly at Li Meng on the podium.
At the same time, at the school gate, after Song Qian and Fang Yuan persuaded all the parents who came to pick up the students to leave, Fang Yuan looked at Song Qian happily and asked," Song Qian, don't you know that they have tuition at night? Why did you come to the school gate?"
"To deliver food. Our Yingzi has always been eating at home!”Song Qian waved the lunch box in her hand and smiled.
"Oh, oh, oh, a nutritious meal. But why is there only one serving? Aren't you going to bring Zhang Yu a portion too?”Fang Yuan asked Song Qian curiously.
He saw that Song Qian only had a lunchbox in her hand.
"That brat? He doesn't need me to send him food. He'll go back to eat later!”Song Qian said with a smile when she heard Fang Yuan's words.
She knew Zhang Yu very well.
With that lazy personality, she wanted him to attend evening self-study? It was simply impossible.
However, Song Qian was very confident in Zhang Yu's studies, so she didn't care if he didn't want to go. She wouldn't say anything to Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu walked to the school gate alone and saw Song Qian and Fang Yuan chatting at the gate.
"Auntie, Uncle Fang Yuan, why are you here?”Zhang Yu walked up to the two of them and asked with a smile.
"Yo, Zhang Yu, aren't you going to self-study at night?”Fang Yuan looked up and saw Zhang Yu standing in front of her with a school bag on his back. She could not help but ask in surprise.
"Hehe, Uncle Fang Yuan, my grades are good, so I don't need to study at night!”Zhang Yu chuckled and said to Fang Yuan.
"You brat, keep showing off. When the time comes, if you make a mistake in the college entrance examination, just wait to cry!”Song Qian rolled her eyes when she heard Zhang Yu.
Then, he handed the lunch box to Zhang Yu and asked him to send it to Yingzi.
She called Yingzi just now, but Yingzi didn't pick up. Something must have happened.
Zhang Yu naturally had no objections to this.
He stuffed his bag into Song Qian's arms, took the lunch box, and turned around to walk toward the school.
"Heh, your Zhang Yu is too amazing. He doesn't even need to attend evening self-study?”Fang Yuan said in surprise as she looked at Zhang Yu's back.
" Hehe, it's alright." Song Qian seemed very happy to hear others praise her child.
"Alright, it'll take so long anyway. I'll go to the supermarket and take a look!”Fang Yuan was upset when she thought about her son's academic performance. Therefore, she prepared to leave after informing Song Qian.
"That's good. I want to go too. Let's go together!”Song Qian said with a smile.
Seeing this, Fang Yuan could only walk towards the nearby supermarket with Song Qian.
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