He's so flirty

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The voice declined, and a voice with a lazy smile sounded in the classroom——

"Here I am."

"..."

The attention of the whole class was attracted, and Lisa bowed towards Niu Zhihuai, and moved towards the direction of the sound with some hot cheeks.

When she walked over, the boy had also stood up and looked at the podium:

"Mr. Niu, the credit for my previous grades improvement is Lisa; if possible, I hope I can continue to be at the same table with her in the future."

"..."

Niu Zhihuai looked at the two in silence for a moment.

After that, he nodded slowly.

"Can."

After getting a satisfactory answer, the boy looked at the girl who came to the table with a smile.

In the shocked class of students, the former class six were all expressionless.

——

I don't know what sin karma they did in their previous lives. The entire two years of high school life will be spent in the **** of being shown every day.

............

After the division of arts and sciences, the learning progress of the second grade was accelerated by teachers of various subjects.

Many students find it difficult to adapt to the rhythm, and this also makes for the first time the students' performance has a new round of rising and falling trends after the division of liberal arts and sciences.

It is worth mentioning that Lisa still holds the top of the liberal arts grade ranking list. After adapting to the new direction and pace of learning, the difference between Lisa and the following rankings gradually widened.

Especially the mathematics score, which reaches full marks almost every time, makes the students who want to chase her score cry without tears.

——

Such a wonderful thing that even a top-ranked student in science would come to ask a math problem. Why did he come to their liberal arts class to abuse people?

If Lisa's results were still expected by the teachers, then the rapid progress of the other person really surprised many teachers and students in the school.

This morning was the fourth day of the end of the final exam of the first semester of the second year of high school. The examination papers of each subject have been corrected, and the transcripts of the students in each class have also been distributed to the hands of class teachers.

In the office of the language group, Niu Zhihuai was facing the score sheet printed with the results of each subject, with a complex expression.

"Teacher Niu, the average score of your class this time is the first in grade again!"

The teacher next to him looked at the electronic statistical table on the computer with emotion. He turned his head and saw Niu Zhihuai's expression. He couldn't help but stunned, "Ms. Niu, what are you looking at?"

Niu Zhihuai shook the score sheet in his hand:

"Do you know where Jungkook ranks in grade this time?"

Upon hearing this, the teacher was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laughed—

"I don't dare to guess. The grades of that classmate in your class are just like a roller coaster-this time in the top ten of the class, next time you can drop below the average line, you can't guess."

At the mention of this, Niu Zhihuai's expression twisted.

"That kid is very strong in information integration and logic, and his memory is even worse. If he hadn't always put all the long questions in the essay answer, he shouldn't fall out of the top ten in the class any time."

Niu Zhihuai had a pause. After two seconds, he looked at the score sheet and laughed again:

"But it's okay, I have found a way to cure him."

When Niu Zhihuai said this, the teacher leaned in curiously, and when he saw the position of Jungkook's name on the score sheet, he was startled--

"Ho--! Good guy, you are fourth in the class??"

With a little unbelief in evil, the teacher looked down the results of the following sub-subjects, but after this glance, he was even more shocked:

"On his English score, his total score is still fourth in the class??"

"..." Niu Zhi smiled. "His grades in comprehensive arts this time are the first in grade; mathematics is also third in liberal arts."

The teacher next to him was so startled that he didn't speak for a long time, and after a while he couldn't help but ask——

"What way are you looking for? Let him do this?"

This time, Niu Zhi narrowed his eyes with a smile, but he never said the second word.

At the same time, in the classroom of the liberal arts class.

Lisa blinked in surprise:

"No. 1 in literary comprehensive?... Before the final exam, when Teacher Niu asked you to go out, what did you tell you?"

Jungkook glanced at the language document, with a bad look in his eyes.

After two seconds, the boy spoke blankly:

"He said that if I can't get into the top fifty of the final exam this time, then he will transfer you to the table furthest away from me."

Lisa: "..."