My Second Dimension Journey

At 8 o'clock in the morning on April 8th, the time just after the morning reading.

However, Zhang Xiang, who came to the school slowly, learned the news of a thunderbolt in the blue while killing the teacher.

"Eh? Exam? Monthly test? Isn't it!" Zhang Xiang let out a surprised voice.

"Yeah, don't you know? Junqiu Middle School holds monthly exams every month to assess students' knowledge. Although, the results of the assessment will not be part of the final final grade. However, it is also Very important. So, please work hard." It seems that some neutral classmates Zhu sent the paper with the relevant test points to Zhang Xiang's hand.

However, upon hearing this news, Zhang Xiang suddenly felt boring.

"But... I came to this school to play, to liberate my heart... Not to look for a depressed exam..." Zhang Xiang lay on the table, looking helplessly at the one that was placed in front of him to record. Paper of the test center.

His crazy exams in the previous life have already left him with lingering fears.

In this life, he had been in a state of hard work until he had obtained special abilities, that is, before going to high school.

After all, although Neon is pursuing the American way of education.

However, that only refers to ordinary schools.

If you want to go to a good national university, you have to go to various cram schools from elementary school, just like Tianchao.

Although Zhang Xiang has never been to a cram school in this life.

However, he successfully passed the Tama Wen Academy by using the question sea tactics, and he can imagine how many test papers he did.

In this situation, how could he have a good impression of the term exam?

Seeing the test paper, there is an urge to vomit.

"Okay, it's decided, coach, no, teacher, I want to transfer!" Zhang Xiang suddenly raised his hand in the classroom and said in the direction of killing the teacher.

And listening to Zhang Xiang’s words, I didn’t know what he was talking about just now. It seemed that he had just finished his big move and had bluffed the students who were there to kill the teacher, but he stretched out his right tentacle and shook his head. A figure and a flash of people came to Zhang Xiang's body.

"No, you are already a member of Junqiu Middle School. It is impossible to transfer to another school so easily. Also, it takes at least three days to complete the formalities. The school process is very slow. Even if you have a way to complete the process within a short period of time. However, the transfer of student status requires at least two days before it can take effect. Therefore, you will be in this school before the test is finished tomorrow. A student of oh~ So, follow me obediently to review~ Of course, if you don’t abide by the game rules set by yourself, it’s another thing~ Yo ha ha~" Teacher Killing showed a happy face on his face His expression came, shaking his tentacles.

And listening to the words of Teacher Killing, Zhang Xiang couldn't help showing a helpless expression on his face.

"Alright..." Zhang Xiang said weakly, lying on the table.

After all, the rules of the game are set by him.

If you violated it, wouldn't you slap yourself in the face?

'Yep!It's just an exam, just take it as a bite by a mosquito!'Zhang Xiang clenched his right hand, tearfully thinking with Ah Q's spirit victory technique.

Although the metaphor is not appropriate, it’s right~

And then, it was time to kill the teacher again.

Killing the teacher successfully used the method of bluffing the children. Well, it threatened to tear the contract and destroy the earth in advance as a threat. Threatening the children present who only wanted to assassinate him but did not want to learn, began to work hard. Learn.

Then, he himself took advantage of the afterimage left by the super fast speed,'doppling into' twenty-eight figures, and began to assist everyone with various materials.

Well, the reason why it’s said that it’s twenty-eight, and not the twenty-seven corresponding to the students including Zhang Xiang, is because the other party will use his own afterimages to make one to expose it outside. The sun, looking at the figure of beautiful impurity.

Also known as its name is resting.

This scene, I really want to make people complain.

However, Zhang Xiang, who was in a state of loss, was rare today without vomiting the other party.

Because, hearing the word exam, he already felt a little bit unable to get up again.

And this kind of exam will not stop coming because of Zhang Xiang's resentment.

The next day, the one-day monthly exam successfully struck.

Well, Zhang Xiang said that he wanted to vomit when he saw the test paper.

However, he inherited the crazy questioning from the period before the Tian Dynasty and the period before the university.

When he came back to his senses, he had already written all the test papers densely.

Even, as if I had obsessive-compulsive disorder, I did it once in two ways for some of the topics.

Looking at the densely written test paper, Zhang Xiang had a feeling of tears streaming down his face.

"Is this already an instinct..." Zhang Xiang choked out speechlessly to himself.

However, even though he was so complaining.

However, when the test papers were put down again, he couldn't help writing.

In particular, he used the archaic writing method to write a dense collection of ancient Chinese writings.

Uh, if you have to describe it, it's quite a classical Chinese essay from the Celestial dynasty, or a literary essay containing at least three allusions in a sentence to make an archaic essay of composition.

It is estimated that if it is not for someone who has some knowledge of ancient neon Chinese studies, it is difficult to interpret this ancient style essay.

This is Zhang Xiang's "retaliation" for this school that still has a "monthly test" that does not conform to the scientific and unreasonable system.

Although, in the end, it is the teachers who are responsible for this kind of "retaliation"~

However, what does this have to do with Zhang Xiang?

Why should he care about the mood of people he doesn't know~!

After venting his anger on the composition, Zhang Xiang left the classroom happily, leaving the admiring eyes of the classroom behind.

Well, Zhang Xiang handed in the paper in ten minutes every time.

If it were not for the quality of the test papers and pens, he could hand in the papers faster.

Then, it was the daily sunbathing and cloud watching programs.

After Zhang Xiang slept for a while, the others in the classroom started to get up and hand in papers.

At this time, the test is usually less than a few minutes away.

More people have not finished writing when the exam is over.

However, after the exam was over, everyone was relieved.

And, began to discuss the next school trip.