Chapter 33

No one commented on my sister and lovely?

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On the way to school the next day, Yusheng checked the system task and found that Xiyan and Lun also publicized their music in the countryside yesterday. They only added 5 points to themselves to complete the task. It's 15 points short of passing the task.

Therefore, in order to complete the task, Yusheng has made a plan to sacrifice his life.

It was his inspiration last night that made him decide to die today, and it was a big death.

When Yusheng went out this morning, he analyzed it rationally.

First of all, in the absence of other methods, if you die as planned, it will lead to two results.

One result is that he has achieved the desired effect and completed the task, but he will "die" for one day.

Another result is that his death did not achieve his expected effect, and his task was not completed. He will not only "die" for one day, but also dress for a month, and even have other punishments.

If you don't die, you can only wait for the task to fail, and then dress for a month.

So in the first case, it'll be all right one day. In the second case, the probability of women's clothing is one month, and in the third case, the probability of "death" for one day plus women's clothing for one month.

After a wave of rational analysis, Yusheng hesitated. He felt that if he went to die, the third situation might appear more likely.

But along the way, Yusheng listened to the war song music from the headset. The whole person's mood was infected by the music and became boiling with blood. An uncontrollable enthusiasm in his chest was about to gush out.

At this time, he remembered a famous saying from his previous life.

A fight, a bike becomes a motorcycle.

So Yusheng decided to gamble.

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When I came to the door of the classroom, the music in my mobile phone just switched to "wake up". The passionate melody of the violin drives Yusheng's mood. The feather fiercely opened the closed door of the classroom.

Because Yusheng's action was too big, all the students in the class were attracted by the sound of Yusheng opening the door. For a time, the classroom was quiet.

Watching everyone staring at themselves, Yusheng finally merged thousands of words into one sentence.

"Gentlemen, today is the day to witness history!"

The students looked at each other and didn't know what to say. Their only thought was - what's going on with Yusheng today?

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Taking off his headphones, Yusheng, who has no influence of the war song, now begins to retreat enthusiastically and calms down.

Yusheng looked at the composition in his hand and became a little hesitant. Although I have done a good job in my heart on the way to school, Yusheng is getting nervous again.

The first class in the morning is hirsuka Jing's Mandarin class. Looking at Ping Zuka Jing, who came to class without expression, Yusheng counseled.

I think women's clothes are women's clothes. It's a big deal to choose some neutral women's clothes. At least the desire to survive makes Yusheng don't want to die today.

So Yusheng decided to write a new composition in other classes and replace the one he wrote yesterday. And Hiratsuka Jing's Mandarin class, Yusheng dare not make small moves.

But the day was not satisfactory. As soon as Mr. Hiratsuka Jing came to the classroom, he noticed the paper full of words in his hand. So when class was almost over, Hiratsuka Jing shouted to Yusheng.

"Classmate Yusheng, did you write your composition yesterday?"

"It's done." of course, Yusheng can't say he didn't write it well, otherwise he will be beaten by pingzujing again.

"I'm too lazy to read it. Other students study by themselves in the classroom. You go outside the classroom with me and get your composition."

"Ah..." Yusheng's face changed. He planned to write a new composition and hand it in. He didn't want to let him read it to her now. Wang Yusheng felt his scalp numb.

"What's the matter?"

"Teacher, I didn't write it well."

"Gee, you didn't write well? What did you just have in your hand? It's one thing whether you write well, but the attitude of not writing is another thing. Anyway, I'm used to your bad composition."

It has to be said here that Yusheng came through to receive the memory fragments of the body, but the memory is not complete. So Yusheng can understand and speak Japanese, but Yusheng can't do things like writing. After all, Yusheng is not used to many Japanese grammar.

At this time, Yusheng was stared at by pingzujing, and there was no way. I can only take the composition I wrote yesterday and follow Mr. Hiratsuka Jing to the outside of the classroom.

After the two left the classroom, the other students in the classroom had no interest in self-study. Because Yusheng said in the morning that today is a day to witness history, everyone is curious about whether Yusheng is going to do something next.

So after the students sitting in the first row near the door made a quiet gesture to everyone, they focused their attention on the outside of the classroom and acted as a microphone to broadcast what was happening outside the classroom.

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Outside the classroom.

"Well, you seem to have written a lot of words in your composition! It seems that you worked hard last night."

"OK, OK." Yusheng was nervous to deal with two sentences.

"Well, I'm too lazy to read it. Read it to me yourself."

"Can't you read?" Yusheng asked, with a very stiff expression on his face.

"Well?"

There is no way. Seeing that teacher Hiratsuka Jing has to publicly execute himself, Yusheng hardens his head and begins to read his composition to teacher Hiratsuka Jing.

"My Mandarin teacher, she is a very beautiful person..." hearing that Yusheng wrote himself and was flattering himself at the beginning, hirsuka Jing's face was a little unnatural, but he didn't say anything. Yusheng read on when he saw it.

At the same time, the students of the "microphone" in the classroom kept broadcasting live to everyone.

"Tut Tut, Yusheng is smart."

"Hahaha, Yusheng is also forced to have no way. His composition has always been flattering the teacher."

"But classmate Yusheng wrote this composition better than I thought."

Everyone was chatting, but their voices were low for fear of being heard by people outside.

And the composition outside the classroom has also read the end. Yusheng paused and looked at teacher hirsuka Jing.

"Go on. It's OK to write, but haven't you finished reading?" hirsuka, who was praised by Yusheng with a whole composition, was also a little embarrassed, but still maintained his state of being a teacher.

Yusheng looks at the last paragraph of the composition, gritting his teeth and stamping his feet, and is cruel in his heart. Just read that word.

"Although she smokes, drinks and beats people, I know she is a good teacher. If I am ten years older than now, I think I will pursue her and marry her."

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In the classroom, everyone was surprised to see the "microphone". The student's mouth opened wider and wider. He felt that he could soon put a fist in it, and the incredible look on his face aroused everyone's curiosity.

"Hey, hey. Go on."

"Yes, what happened later?"

"Come on, I'm dying of curiosity."

The "microphone" students turned their heads and said to everyone.

"Classmate Yusheng said he would go after teacher hirsuka Jing and want to marry her." well, the "microphone" classmate missed the front if he was ten years older.

"Ah! Xn" the whole class made an unbelievable voice.

"Nonsense, it's a lie."

"Yusheng wants to pursue that violent girl!"

"Think about it carefully. Teacher hirsuka Jing is not only a little bad tempered, but also a little violent. Everything else is good."

"Hey, you didn't lie to us."

Like a thunder on the ground, the voice of the class suddenly exploded. Especially the girls who are familiar with Yusheng have strange faces.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise on the ground, and everyone found a figure following the sound, knocking open the sliding door of the classroom and flying into the classroom.

Then everyone looked over and found that it was the fainting feather student.

The "microphone" students looked outside the classroom and found that teacher hirsuka Jing had disappeared.