Superpower heroine in the apocalypse (MTL)

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Chapter 1

This lesson is about Marx's Principles, which all students hate without exception, or Ma Yuan for short. The teacher was a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties, with a sallow complexion, like an old maid who never had enough to eat in the old society. His personality is just like his appearance, he is old-fashioned and old-fashioned. What he dislikes the most is students playing with their mobile phones or skipping classes in class, so he must be called by name every time.

Qin Jiale was sitting in the last row of the large lecture hall, with headphones in his ears, concentrating on watching the TV series on the screen of his mobile phone. It wasn't until I felt sensitively that there seemed to be no sound in the outside world, that I hurriedly pulled off the headphones, and then looked into the teacher's gloomy eyes.

Qin Jiale: "..."

When did this old woman come over? Why didn't she feel anything?

The eyes of the whole class were focused on Qin Jiale, and most of them looked like they were watching the show. No wonder, everyone knows this teacher's temperament, so few people will pluck the tiger's hair from now on. Even just looking at the textbook in a daze is better than being humiliated in class now.

The teacher raised his lips and spat out the words without mercy: "Stand up."

Qin Jiale knew he couldn't hide, so he had to stand up obediently.

"What's your student number?"

"099."

The teacher lowered his head and searched in his class roster: "Qin Jiale?"

The person named nodded.

"Fifteen points will be deducted from your usual grade."

Everyone close to Qin Jiale took a breath of air. You must know that the lowest score in normal times is 60, which means that you need to score at least 60 in the final exam to pass. According to the usual rules, one absence from class is only about ten minutes. It's just a time to play with the mobile phone. Is it so serious?

Probably because he saw some resistance on Qin Jiale's face, the teacher took the initiative to explain: "I have said that I usually hate people who play with mobile phones in class. Of course, the punishment will be severe if they know the law and break the law. If you come to class to play with mobile phones, you might as well not come. Woolen cloth."

Great, Qin Jiale thought rebelliously in her heart, since she said so, she might as well not come next time.

Probably because the deduction of points made her feel better, the teacher returned to the podium with satisfaction and opened the ppt that had not been played. What she clicked on was not the familiar slideshow, but a movie playback page.

Qin Jiale sat down and put his headphones into his pocket irritably. There was no one else sitting next to her, so there was no time to remind her. However, the girl diagonally in front of her was her roommate, and she had a normal relationship. At this moment, she turned around with an apology on her face: "I'm sorry, Qin Jiale, I only remembered to put away my phone when I saw the teacher coming over. I just want to remind you again." It's too late..."

"It's okay." Qin Jiale waved his hands and pretended to be generous, "I'll just study hard for the final exam."

When the girl turned her back again, Qin Jiale stared at her back blankly and couldn't help but sigh.

It is said that the girls' dormitory is a Shura field, and this is not true at all. There are six of them in a dormitory. Except for Qin Jiale who is not very gregarious, the other five have always been sisters on the surface and seem to get along well. In fact, if there is any difficulty, they can watch each other jump into the fire pit without blinking. With a wink.