Male transmigrates into female: The male protagonists all love to eavesdrop on my innermost thoughts

Until Lao Tzu found a suitable homework writer.

The first class was Chinese.

Mu Zhen wasn't afraid of many people, but her teacher was one of them.

Because it was mixed with awe, it made him especially afraid.

The female teacher in front, in particular, had a very imposing presence, despite being only 1.55 meters tall.

She was slightly overweight and dressed in a black business suit.

She wore black-rimmed glasses, and her hair was neatly pinned up at the back of her head.

That posture of hers, wow, you'd think she was participating in military training.

In short, no matter how I look at it, I feel immense pressure.

Mu Zhen is a very respectful and kind-hearted scoundrel. He respects his teachers and the Dao, but whether he loves learning or not is not important!

Great, exactly as expected.

I couldn't understand a word the teacher was saying, so my posture went from upright at the beginning to slumped and dozing off at the end.

As for the other students, even though they were from the most prestigious class in the country, they were all extremely well-behaved.

To them, the teacher's explanation was no less beautiful than the most melodious music in the world.

Don't get too engrossed in listening!

Everyone in the classroom seemed to be radiating a sacred, pure white light, like a group of righteous cultivators dressed in white.

Only Mu Zhen, surrounded by black mist and filled with turbid energy, looked like a demonic cultivator!

Thus, Mu Zhen, who was originally sitting in a not-so-inconspicuous position in the middle, now appeared to the teacher as dazzling as a 10,000-watt spotlight.

Well, in a sea of ​​black, there was only one white head in the middle, so it was hard for the teacher not to notice him.

"Mu Yunya, answer my question!"

Mu Zhen, who was dozing off with one hand holding a pen and the other supporting her chin, admired it in her heart.

Mu Yunya, that's a nice name for this female college student... and so on.

He snapped to his senses, hurriedly stood up, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Here!"

"Ah~! You scared me to death!" A girl at the next table screamed in fright, drawing a long horizontal line on her notebook with the tip of her pen.

He patted his chest, then glared angrily at Mu Zhen.

Besides this girl, many others were so frightened that their hearts trembled. Oh no, the teacher's train of thought had been completely disrupted.

The female teacher suddenly frowned.

Dissatisfied with the other person's overreaction in class, but not saying much, he asked, "We just talked about reviewing the definition and classification of rhetorical devices..."

For example, what rhetorical device is used in the phrase "you can pluck the stars from the sky"?

Mu Zhen was nervous and confused. "Damn it, can someone tell me what rhetoric is?"

In my mind, I frantically tagged "Little Giant Pit": "Little Giant Pit, Little Giant Pit, please stop tricking me now and just tell me the answer!"

Inside the system space, Little Giant Pit fiddled with its fingers and weakly said, "Host, I've never been to school!"

Mu Zhen: ...What the hell? Why don't you, an illiterate person, bind yourself to a top student instead of another illiterate person?

Now look what's happened; two illiterate people together are just a joke.

Realizing that the teacher was still waiting for her answer, Mu Zhen racked her brains.

In the end, he actually figured out the answer. He quickly raised his head, straightened his chest, and said in a strong voice, "It's the Star Absorbing Technique!"

Seeing the confident expression on the other person's face, the middle-aged female teacher's furrowed brows finally relaxed.

Pinch the glasses frame with two fingertips and lift it gently.

However, the next second he wanted nothing more than to take off his glasses and throw them at Mu Zhen's face.

"Hahahaha!"

The previously solemn and quiet classroom suddenly erupted into thunderous laughter.

The most genuine smiles came from Di Tianhuang and Fu Tingyu, who might have glimpsed a sliver of the truth in Mu Yunya.

There's definitely something wrong with this person. Either Mu Yunya has been impersonated, or she has amnesia.

"Hahaha, that's hilarious! The Star Absorbing Technique? How did you even come up with that?"

"Mu Yunya, you're a real talent, hahaha!"

The students gave Mu Zhen a thumbs up one after another.

Mu Zhenguang knew from their reactions that he hadn't answered correctly, but he didn't understand where the problem lay.

How can you pluck stars from the sky with your bare hands, without using some kind of star-absorbing technique?

Besides, isn't this a Chinese language class? How did it turn into a metaphysics class?

What are people like them, who don't know any lightness skills or internal energy, supposed to learn how to pluck stars from the sky?

Something's definitely wrong with this world. Damn it, could this be a story with fantasy elements mixed in?

The teacher's face darkened: "Very good, sit down!"

Mu Zhen sat down sullenly, and seeing the girl next to him still holding her stomach and trying not to laugh made him angry. He really had become just like Little Swallow.

Become a clown who pleases the masses!

Damn it! My lifelong reputation is ruined!

Amitabha Buddha, please don't spread this around, otherwise how will I establish my authority when I go to the Eastern Depot?

Mu Zhen no longer felt sleepy, but his face remained ashen throughout, because there were always one or two people who would turn around and laugh silently at him from time to time.

After class, Mu Zhen was the first to rush out of the classroom, full of joy. He was still the same as before, looking forward to only two things when he went to school.

get out of class dismissed! School's out!

Except for a few who needed to go to the restroom, most of the other students stayed in the classroom and continued to study diligently on their own.

The second class was math, and Mu really excelled at it. Back in school, math was the only subject he ever passed.

We can't afford to make a fool of ourselves again; at worst, we can just give a vague answer.

But after the teacher wrote the questions on the board, Mu Zhen was numb!

Damn, isn't this a math class? Why is there not a single number on the panel?

With so many English letters, did he misremember them? Is this actually an English class?

And what the hell is the teacher talking about? One minute x is greater than y, the next minute y is greater than x, damn it, which one is actually bigger? I've been listening for ages and still don't understand.

What's even more frustrating is that all the students are still there, writing furiously.

Mu Zhen couldn't just sit idle either, afraid of being called out by the teacher again.

He could barely answer questions in the last class, but now, even when he stands up, he can only stand like a wooden stake.

What if the teacher mistakenly thinks he's provoking him and makes him stand outside as punishment? That would be incredibly embarrassing for the whole school.

So he lowered his head and pretended to write.

"I hope our class can get good results in next month's monthly exam..."

On her way to the dormitory management office, Mu Zhen's mind was filled with the teacher's last words before school ended, words that were like a bolt from the blue.

"I'm sorry, but there are currently no dorm rooms available in the villa area, and no vacant detached dorm rooms either. Please leave!"

Mu Zhen, who had been practically kicked out of the dormitory management office, looked up at the sky speechlessly. Well, it seemed that she had no choice but to use some special methods.

What? There aren't any standalone dormitories? Can't any of those buildings that are going to be demolished and rebuilt be used for housing?

Don't think he didn't see the perfunctory attitude in the other person's eyes.

In a corner of the campus, Mu Zhen transferred 100,000 yuan to Lü Bu: "Go find that informant at the school. I need to know the detailed information of everyone in the dormitory management office within ten days."