100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 134 Looking forward to the return of spring

Carlo has been paying close attention to teaching quality in recent years.

Especially in Class F, these teachers are very dedicated and strict with everyone. They really hate it when students don't do their homework properly.

They can't compare to the kids in Class A in terms of family background and talent, so how can they not study hard!

Jin Huan was stunned. Oh no, she had forgotten about that!

Carlos is undeniably wealthy; his podium is essentially a giant projector.

The teacher is currently projecting her six homework assignments onto the screen.

The students suddenly burst into laughter!

It's completely out of control. The handwriting in all six homework assignments is absolutely different. The most outrageous is that the Chinese homework is written in wild cursive script, the history homework is written in Yan Zhenqing's regular script—you'd think the characters from the Duobao Pagoda Stele had been engraved! The geography test uses the thin gold script, and the "solution," "assumption," and "answer" in the math homework are all in running script…

Normally, everyone should give the new classmate face and hold back, but the contrast is just too damn stark. Even a stunning beauty can't save this. This homework was obviously done by someone else. It's hilarious!

When has Jin Huan ever embarrassed himself like this!

The little ears twitched unnaturally.

However, we cannot admit it now.

So she stood up and said seriously, "I wrote my political homework when I wasn't sleepy, so I used the delicate small regular script. My history homework followed closely behind, so I used Yan style. I was a little sleepy when I did my geography homework, so I accidentally wrote the characters too long. My math homework was too easy, so I wrote it faster and faster and that's how it turned out. I did my Chinese homework last, so I wrote it in a messy handwriting. I finished my English homework in the morning, so using fancy characters isn't too much, is it?"

It has to be said that this explanation is indeed flawless, but... the teacher doesn't believe it.

"Okay, then come up here and demonstrate."

Jin Huan: ...What about the most basic trust between people?

However, people from the Flower Kingdom don't lie to people from the Flower Kingdom.

Tang Qingyun looked at Jin Huan with concern.

The person involved wasn't afraid at all and went on stage confidently.

Surprisingly, she actually knows these fonts.

Write each paragraph on the blackboard with chalk.

Honestly, it's even better written than in the homework book!

"Teacher, is there anything else you'd like to see? I'll write it down for you."

head teacher:…...

After it was over, the homeroom teacher held her hand and kept apologizing to her.

Jin Huan waved her hand dismissively, indicating that she didn't care.

The main issue is that this thing definitely wasn't her homework.

However, I need to communicate with the ghost that wrote this wild cursive script when I get back tonight. Who can decipher this scribbling? It's utterly ridiculous.

Tang Qingyun held Jin Huan's hand, her eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

"Jin Huan, you're amazing!"

"It's alright!" Although that's what she said, the little girl's lips were already curled up, proving that her hard work back then hadn't been in vain.

Many classmates gathered around to talk to Jinhuan, praising her for being beautiful, smart, and having beautiful handwriting, among other things.

Jin Huan thought these little ants had rather sweet mouths, and they didn't seem so annoying anymore, so she generously gave them a smile.

If there were background music here, it would probably be "It's love at first sight, I can't escape your gaze..." Su Hui leaned against the railing outside, looking at Jin Huan through the window, her heart pounding just as fiercely.

Class C, Grade 12.

Zhen Mei took out a small mirror and looked at herself.

"System, I think I look a bit green."

"No, you're mistaken. It must be due to the lighting."

When the classroom is hot, it's inevitable that small insects will fly around.

When a fly flew past her, she instinctively stuck out her tongue and tucked it into her mouth.

next second.

"Ugh... ugh..."

………......