C43 The Difficulty of the Head Teacher

Nong Xuejia's class did not have any special classes because of his arrival, and like before, he still carried out everything in an orderly manner. Wei Yi's arrival only gave the students a few more things to talk about.

In class, Wei Yi would listen with half-closed eyes. school lessons were really too boring for a person like him, even if it was his homeroom teacher's class, he wouldn't be able to muster up any energy.

When the homeroom teacher was halfway through her lesson, the homeroom teacher finally could no longer hold it in and shouted at Wei Yi: "Wei Yi, repeat what I just said again!"

The homeroom teacher was gnashing her teeth in hatred. Just now, whenever he wanted to quietly go to Wei Yi's side and grab his sleep, Wei Yi would immediately act like a good student, making him fail time and time again, making him feel as if Wei Yi was toying with him.

"Oh." Wei Yi leisurely stood up, rubbed his ears, and asked while frowning: "Is it all repeated once more?"

"That's right. If you're missing one word, then stand here and teach for the whole day!"

The homeroom teacher saw Wei Yi frowning and thought that he was not listening. He finally found an opportunity to teach him a lesson.

"Hmph, I'll let you offend me. You'll have a good time in the class from now on!" Carl. Barham revealed a sinister smile, as if he saw the scene of Wei Yi standing in class for an entire day.

But Carl. Barham's and the homeroom teacher's beautiful dreams were quickly shattered. As everyone looked as if they were watching a good show, Wei Yi said every single word the homeroom teacher said after entering the classroom, startling everyone's jaws.

This... What a terrifying memory of a genius!

Even Nong Xuejia, who was prepared to mourn for Wei Yi, was shocked speechless. His big eyes blinked as they stared at Wei Yi, as if he had discovered a new continent.

When Wei Yi finished speaking, he saw that the entire class was quiet like the night sky, he thought that he had leaked it, and asked indifferently: "Did I leak it?"

"No, you didn't leak it. I was the one who leaked it." The homeroom teacher's brain short-circuited and her textbook fell to the ground with a dazed look on her face.

"Pa, pa, pa!"

In the corner, Ao Ba Ma was the first to react. He was so shocked that he started clapping, and the entire class followed suit, the applause piercing to the ears like thunder.

"God, oh my god, a super straight-A student came to our class!" Many students immediately used their cellphones to secretly post a Weibo post on the school net.

The crowd's applause made the indifferent Wei Yi feel slightly embarrassed, he anxiously sat back in his seat. It was the first time in his life that he had been applauded by so many people, it felt really strange.

It was an essential skill for Asura's devilish rank Killer training camp. Not only could he do it, other assassins who had lived for more than ten years like him could also do it.

Very few people could see through their memories, but under such strong pressure, anyone could possess this ability. This was the cruel Asura of the devil race, the survival of the fittest.

Wei Yi was only 18 years old this year, but his knowledge was even more than that of a famous university student.

In the training camp, no instructor would deliberately supervise you to study hard. The instructor will only tell you one thing: In the semi-annual results test, the worst one will be shot to death.

The instructor's words weren't a joke. Every day in the training camp, there were people who were killed because they failed their training. Therefore, the killers would not only try hard to do well in the instructors' missions, but also try to surpass them.

For students who relied on their brains to learn such easy tasks, they would have to finish the next semester's tasks before the instructor's class. Only then would they have more energy to deal with the killing techniques and physical training.

In the midst of the shock of the students, Wei Yi once again peacefully became his bad student.

The homeroom teacher looked at Wei Yi and gritted her teeth in anger. Since one plan failed, she had two tricks up her sleeve as she wrote a few math questions on the blackboard. Then, she called out to Wei Yi: ", I'll have to trouble you to do some calculations on these questions."

"Aiya, the class teacher is fighting with Wei Yi." Nong Xuejia who was at the side frowned as she looked at the Mathematics question on the blackboard. She was one of the top students in the class, but she did not know how to answer any of the questions on the blackboard.

Nong Xuejia wasn't the only one who noticed that the homeroom teacher was making things difficult for Wei Yi, other classmates could also tell that the homeroom teacher was deliberately making things difficult for Wei Yi. They couldn't even understand the questions on the blackboard, let alone solve them.

"Hmph, so what if you have photographic memory? I don't believe that you can solve all the mysteries of university!"

The homeroom teacher was secretly pleased with himself, but he had already planned in his heart that if Wei Yi was unable to solve the questions, he would immediately say that he was not proficient enough, would first punish him, and then find an excuse to leave the classroom. Then, he would not have to use all of the knowledge they had not learned to answer these questions in front of the students.

While the students were waiting 'expectantly', Wei Yi still lazily stood up and leisurely walked to the blackboard. He did not need to think about it at all as he calculated out loud, threw the chalk, and returned to his seat.

"Mighty!" A student finally could not hold it in anymore and shouted.

The class erupted once again with applause. Although the students could not understand the formula behind Wei Yi's calculations, they could already tell that Wei Yi's calculations were not wrong from the teacher's wooden expression.

"This... He … "What is his background?" The homeroom teacher was already shocked to the extreme. How could Wei Yi be a bookworm?

He was only 18 years old!

The homeroom teacher was drenched in cold sweat, with Wei Yi's ability, he was probably more than enough to go to university, there was no need to waste his time here, yet he appeared here.

The class teacher no longer dared to disgrace himself in front of Wei Yi. He thought of a rumor that the Education Bureau seemed to be looking for someone to take part in a secret examination to study and teach at a school. He heard that that person could pretend to be a student.

Who knows, maybe that person was Wei Yi!

The entire class was not peaceful at all. After finishing, he hurriedly left, deciding to go back and thoroughly investigate Wei Yi's background.

At this time, Wei Yi had already become the center of attention in the class. Many people wanted to come up and greet him, especially the girls.

The In school did not lack people who could fight, nor people who had good results in school, but people who had both personality and personality were lacking. Wei Yi had filled the empty seat at the moment.

Wei Yi was not good at getting along with strangers, and when he saw many people looking at him with shining eyes, he felt goosebumps all over his body. After the lesson, he immediately fell asleep, refusing to let others see him from far away.

There was no helping it, the students did not dare to disturb him, and they could only disturb his "younger cousin." Nong Xuejia happily enjoyed the glory that Wei Yi should have, and began to brag about how amazing his own cousin was, and how amazing his background was, causing the students to be endlessly envious of her.

Black lines appeared on Nong Xuejia's forehead as he pretended to be asleep. This Nong Xuejia was not an easy target even when he was boasting, and had almost made him out to be the crown prince of the number one gang in China.