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Mixiujie covered his heart and endured a critical blow from his own brother.

And the attack obviously goes beyond that.

The first class is Chinese class.

In addition to Chinese characters, there are also strange patterns in the textbook that Mi Xiujie didn't recognize at all, and the Chinese characters are mainly rare characters.

The Chinese teacher spoke passionately, and he was filled with stars.

"Who will translate the third paragraph of the text?"

The teacher looked around and saw that Mi Xiujie was absent-minded. He pulled down his face and called him to translate.

Mi Xiujie was panicked, stood up blankly, and hesitated for a while but couldn't say a word.

The atmosphere in the classroom was almost frozen.

The Chinese teacher sighed softly and could only helplessly lower the standards.

"Then you read it aloud..."

Mi Xiujie picked up the rolled up Chinese textbook and started reading it stumblingly.

Ten rare words, nine don’t recognize them.

A student nearby burst out laughing, and the Chinese teacher's face turned from blue to black.

“Which page is being talked about today?”

Mishojie: "…"

"You must listen carefully in class, sit down!"

Mishojie sat back on his seat with a pitiful expression.

He was so wronged???

Netizens following this place were forced to listen to a forty-minute Chinese class, with elements such as the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches and Eight Trigrams, and the more they listened, the more they became confused. The second section was a mathematics class, the teacher gave the formula, nine out of the ten items were not recognized...

The title is also "Xiao Ming monitors the spiritual energy at the coordinate axis position of xx city, and finds the density of spiritual energy in the morning and the density at noon. I would like to ask how much spiritual energy is here at 9 o'clock in the evening" or "How many kilograms of Xiao Ming and Xiao Hua are flying relative to each other when they gather in how many kilometers, Xiao Ming's x-hour speed, Xiao Hua s-hour speed, ask how long it takes to meet and how much Yuan Qi is consumed by each other"...

Mishojie: "…"

There are ten minutes left before get out of class is over, and the teacher will send a three-question test paper.

Mi Xiujie picked up his pen and wrote down his name, but no other word moved...

He covered his face with one hand feeling embarrassed.

The third section is chemistry class.

Mi Xiujie couldn't help but complain: "It's so unscientific, why are there still chemistry classes?"

Misheling pointed to the course sheet in the upper right corner of the desk: "The fourth section is still physics class..."

Mishojie: "…"

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In a world where even one person can fly, there is still physics...

Newtons and others can’t hold back their coffin boards!

Four classes in the morning and three classes in the afternoon.

What Mishojie was most worried about was the physical education class in the afternoon.

Based on the current urinary nature, he can already think about what physical education class is.

Running warm-up is mostly about flying weapons, and doing exercises may be to teach simple spells...

In the past, the high school entrance examination was 800 meters, but now will there be a magistrate flying 800 meters?

“This day is so hard…”

Tian Heyang also had the same feelings as him. He and Jin Bomao were "special street office clerks". He was originally curious about what his profession was, but only after he started working, he realized that it was a street office, which specialized in the family affairs and trivialities of a nearby area.

For example now-

A couple fights and they are assigned tasks to adjust the conflict.

The two sat on the two sofas farthest distance. The man in the couple cried with a bruised nose, lowered his head and shoulders to complain about his wife's various shortcomings on weekdays, while the woman wrapped her hands around her chest with anger. The man complained and then retorted. How hard she worked outside, her husband stayed at home to take care of her children and cleaned housework, and didn't have to do anything else.

He was a full-time cook, and she paid for the food and drink. He relied on her to raise her. What else would he be dissatisfied with?

Isn’t it just that he went out with his colleague to have some alcohol last night, and he didn’t go home, so he quarreled with her all night?

She was too lazy to pay attention to this yellow-faced husband, and she was still reluctant to give in, so the couple started fighting.

Tian Heyang sat on the sofa holding his work notepad, feeling confused when he heard it.

What's going on with this strong sense of déjà vu?

Her husband was so aggrieved that he burst into tears and said to the two: "You can help me judge. If she does this, she will have no life!"

"How am I? How am I? You just have so many things to do! If you can't go on, don't go through it!"

The husband burst into tears and whimpered.

Tian Heyang: "..."

He didn't know that men's tear glands would be so developed.

Tears are like unscrewed faucets, and all tm is water.

Tian Heyang stayed indoors for a while, and now his mind was full of men's crying.

He said carefully: "Actually - we have always persuaded us to separate or not. If you two really can't survive, why don't you break up?"

After the words fell, the man's crying came to an abrupt end, and the woman burst out without warning.

I saw her standing up from the sofa with anger on her face.

Circles of air waves spread around her as the center, and the wooden boards under her feet burst into pieces with a huge circle overwhelmed.

Such a fantasy scene made Tian Heyang stunned.

"Did you say that? Ah! I can't stand my husband and wife, right?"

Tian Heyang: "..."

In the end, he was pushed out by the couple, and his carefully prepared hairstyle in the morning became a bird's nest.

Seeing this, Jin Bomao couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Damn-you still have the face to smile. What were you doing when I was beaten by their husband and wife just now?"

Jin Bomao said frankly: "It's not me that made them angry."

Tian Heyang looked terrified.

"The show is still on the air. You can say such shameless words. You are too naughty!"

Jin Bomao said: ‘I was a dog.’

Tian Heyang: "..."

The two returned to the special street office, and the team leader scolded the two of them in a slight manner.

They were complained by the weird couple just now.

"There is one more thing here. If you can't do it well, you will deduct your bonus this month!"

The two of them were driven out before they could even sit on the stool.

Help the old lady find the lost crutch magic weapon, help the roof of a certain community, help the lost ghost children find their parents, serve as teachers for the demon children who come to the street office to be interns, and help the people who come to the street office to stamp the seal...

It’s fine if you want to repair the roof, why do you also look for them?

If you don’t do well in your own waterproofing, it’s nothing to do with their special street office!

With a lot of complaints that have nowhere to vent, I deal with a more bizarre family conflict...

“…I don’t know how the other groups of guests are doing…”

Yin Mingri said it was not very good.

He and the colorful boy were sent to the film and television city, not only a practitioner in the entertainment industry, but also a male first and second male second in the TV series being filmed.

He has been acting for so many years, and both his acting skills and martial arts are considered as the industry benchmark.

As a result, I don’t know how many times I’ve been in my career.

It’s not that the acting is not good, but—

The TV series being filmed is a fairy tale drama. There is no green screen on the shooting site, and the actors have to do all the magic and special effects.

The director also has a bad temper. Yin Mingri, who has dragged the filming progress, has no good expression on his face and squirted: "You are also a professional? You can't do the most basic special effects magic. Look at what you acted! Why, I hope to cut the picture with a green screen?"

Yin Mingri's expression immediately broke.

Seeing that he looked confused, the director extinguished a little bit of his heart: "Tighten it first, skip the filming, you can adjust it first."
To be continued...