Chapter 10: Challenge mission
Chapter 10 Challenge Mission
“Brother Qi, what did you do on the weekend?”
Liu Haoyun had a strange expression and said, "You said you don't even have a girlfriend. What's the point of doing craft work? Please be careful."
“Taking too many lessons can be very harmful to your health. I heard it can have an impact on your IQ and memory. I’m going to take the college entrance examination soon, so I don’t dare to mess around.”
Qi Sui endured the soreness of his muscles and gave him a middle finger: "Damn it, your brother has outgrown this low-level taste now. I despise you!"
He only did this kind of thing a few times when he first entered adolescence, and it was just like that, quite boring.
Now that I am determined to pursue the path of martial arts, I urgently need to replenish energy and increase my strength. How can I do such a thing that consumes testosterone?
“Then what’s going on with you? Did you get beaten?”
Liu Haoyun turned his head and looked over. He copied quickly with the gel pen in his hand, and the scrawled handwriting unknowingly deviated from the position without realizing it: "Brother Qi, look in the mirror yourself. It's really scary. If you can't do it, just ask for leave and go back to rest. But Don’t be in the classroom.”
"What if you are here, I still have to pay for it."
"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. I'll squint for a while. Please help me keep an eye on the teacher and hand in my homework."
Qi Sui pushed his weekend homework onto Liu Haoyun's desk, then took off his school uniform jacket and placed it on the desk, then lay down comfortably on it.
An hour later, he was pushed awake by Liu Haoyun's elbow.
"What's wrong?"
“Laoban came over just now and asked you to go to his office.”
“Old Ban, why is he looking for me?”
After his grades improved rapidly and he entered the top ten in the class, the class teacher rarely talked to him anymore.
Qi Sui rubbed his red eyes, and his mental strength was replenished by ten points, but the muscle soreness was still very strong.
He suppressed the discomfort and knocked on the office door.
"Report!"
"come in!"
The office of the head teacher of the third grade of high school is not big.
The head teacher of the class is sitting in the innermost position of the window.
His name is Liu Bin, and he is the Mandarin teacher in the class. He is just over 40 years old, and his hair has the Mediterranean look unique to men of this age. He has taught for more than 20 years and has taught five graduating classes.
According to him, this class is the best he has ever led, while the previous class was the worst.
The top student in the class at that time could not even enter the top ten in grade.
And Qi Sui, who is currently second in the class, is a regular in the top ten in his grade.
"Qisui, I see that you have been sleeping since you were studying early. Are you feeling unwell?" Su Bin put out the cigarette **** and took a sip of tea and said, "Have you studied too hard recently? Your grades are already very good now." , don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”
“Laoban, I’m not under much pressure in study, it’s just...”
Qi Sui opened his mouth, thinking about how to tell the teacher that he wanted to report the direction of martial arts.
“Hey, is this the Qishen of your class?”
The middle-aged woman sitting opposite Liu Bin turned around. She was the head teacher of the class next to Qi Sui: "Young man is quite handsome!"
“I often hear the girls in my class mention you. The most amazing thing is that you were among the bottom of the grade when you first entered school. You have made steady progress in the past three years and have reached the top ten in grade. You are almost becoming a legend in our Qinhai No. 1 Middle School.”
“Hahaha, this is not what I taught you well!”
Liu Bin was smiling, and he didn't mind putting money on his face: "Let me tell you, this kid still has potential. He might be the top pick in our city during the college entrance examination."
"Look at how beautiful you are. Hey, Old Liu, your life is really good. There are two great talents in one class. Now I am hoping that the next class of students will give me some good talents."
The female teacher looked at Qi Sui up and down, and the more she looked at him, the more she liked him.
These teachers have a clear mind.
“Qi Sui, what did you want to say just now? Keep talking.”
Liu Bin put down his tea and did not continue to correct his homework, but made a gesture of listening.
"Lao Ban, I have discussed with my family and plan to try martial arts." Qi Sui said.
As a martial arts student, when registering for the martial arts college entrance examination, Liu Bin, as the class teacher, will know sooner or later, so it is better to tell him in advance.
“Are you going to register for the martial arts college entrance examination?”
Liu Bin's expression immediately became serious: "Qi Sui, are you talking nonsense? The college entrance examination is a major event in your life."
Even the head teachers of several other classes in the office looked over.
"Qi Sui, you have no martial arts foundation before, right?" "The college entrance examination will be in half a year. If you want to take the path of martial arts student, it will definitely be too late."
…”
Qi Sui insisted: "Teacher, I know what I am doing. I just want to give it a try. The college entrance examination will include an additional martial arts assessment. Even if the score does not pass the line, I will continue to take the cultural course route without delay."
Xia’s college entrance examination is divided into cultural courses and martial arts assessment.
Normal students only need to take the cultural exam.
Martial arts students need to take both the cultural class exam and the martial arts assessment. However, for them, the qualifying score for the cultural class is 200 points lower than for normal candidates. The martial arts assessment is the focus of screening for strength.
"Qi Sui, this is your own life decision. The teacher has no right to interfere, but the teacher still wants to advise you to be cautious."
Liu Bin couldn't help but frown and said: "Teacher once taught a student a few years ago who was in a similar situation to you. When he was in his third year of high school, his grades were among the top 50 in his grade. However, because of a martial arts novel, he was so stubborn that he wanted to Become a martial arts student."
“The final result of a year of hard training is that I failed the martial arts assessment, and my academic performance plummeted, and I couldn’t even pass the second level.”
"Teacher, I can guarantee that my grades will not drop, and you should know me. I never make uncertain decisions." Qi Sui said firmly.
There is no problem with Lao Ban's concern, but he certainly wouldn't have thought that he would have such a thing as a plug-in.
“Okay, I’ll submit your application for the martial arts assessment to the school.”
Liu Bin's brows slowly widened: "In the last half year, I can give you the privilege of not having to come to school if you have something to do, but you must participate in every mock test, and if your score falls out of the top 50 in your grade, … Let’s invite your parents to school and have a chat.”
"Thank you, teacher."
Qi Sui finally smiled.
Since the "student" has been upgraded to a "scholar", the experience points given in class every day are pitiful.
Continuing to stay in school is indeed a waste of time.
“By the way, teacher, why did you call me over?”
“Well, the college entrance examination is not coming soon, and the learning atmosphere in the class is still a bit lazy, so I thought about creating a competition.” Thinking of his brilliant idea, Liu Bin smiled.
“What competition?”
“It’s about learning about competitors. Every student in the class picks a learning competitor, and then makes a challenge wall on the blackboard at the back of the classroom, and posts the results of each mock test on it.”
“For students who have defeated their opponents, the teacher will give them certificates and notebooks as rewards.”
Liu Bin spoke slowly.
This is what he saw in an article on "How to be a good class teacher" on the Internet. He just happened to try it on this class of students. If the effect is good, he plans to start it in the next freshman year of high school.
"Forehead…"
Qi Sui twitched the corners of his mouth.
We are all high school students, and we thought they would have the same ideas about your certificate as the junior high school students.
"Teacher, please call me..."
Liu Bin crossed his legs with a smile on his lips: "What the teacher wants to do is, you have to start this challenge first. Who do you think your challenger should choose?"
“Who else can it be? Gu Xiyue.”
Qi Sui had black lines appearing on his forehead, unable to complain about Lao Ban’s petty thoughts.
He is second in the class, so it is impossible to challenge someone who is inferior to him.
And Gu Xiyue is the first in the class, and also the first in the grade in Qinhai No. 1 Middle School. However, unlike Qi Sui's legendary counterattack experience, she was the first in the grade when she first entered school.
The most outrageous thing is that, except for a few times when she was absent due to something else, as long as she came to take the exam, she would come first without any doubt.
The top students in other classes are eager to compete for second place.
"Very good. To show your grandeur, you can write a challenge letter, which can also be regarded as the beginning of our class's challenge wall."
Liu Bin said cheerfully. Suddenly he thought of something and frowned slightly: "But since you want to practice martial arts now, it must be difficult to take into account your cultural achievements. If you can't take care of it, go back first and put the No. 1 student in the class at the same time." Three Gao Rui called over."
Qi Sui smiled slightly and escaped.
Just when he was about to respond, a translucent illusory interface suddenly popped up in front of him.
“Challenge task: Challenge Gu Xiyue and beat her in the cultural test scores.”
“Task reward: scholar level +1, scholar skill point +2”
"Whether to accept?"
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(End of this chapter)