Everyone: The Start Has Changed, I Am The Chosen One!

Chapter 180 Coach, I Want To Drive High

Auman's luck before being able to help Liu Xue was just that his friends tipped him off.

But little did he know that just when Liu Xue touched his information, he had already memorized all of today's lecture notes.

"Huh? Professor, these questions don't seem to be in the textbook." Liu Xue started to pretend to be stupid.

Auman smiled proudly, "These questions today are all knowledge from other books, certainly not from textbooks."

"I know, I have read all the history books in the Higher Education Department." Liu Xue smiled slightly.

"What the professor means is that as long as you don't listen in class, you won't know these questions, right?" Liu Xue said while writing and drawing on the blackboard, "Actually, the professor misunderstood me. Although I look like I am sleeping, in fact Nothing in the class was forgotten.”

Within three minutes, Liu Xue answered all the questions listed on the blackboard.

Omande, who was standing next to him, turned visibly darkened. He wanted to give Liu Xue a slap in the face, but to his surprise, he actually answered what was written in today's notes.

Could it be that someone tipped him off? Auman rolled his eyes.

Liu Xue saw him frowning and looking towards the back rows, and quickly added: "Professor, don't worry, no one will show me the notes."

The black-faced professor slashed Liu Xue hard with his eye knife. At this time, a classmate in the audience spoke.

"Professor, hasn't this guy given you questions before? There's a good chance that what you're teaching today is exactly what he happened to have seen before."

The student who came up with the idea had a flattering tone, and it was not difficult to tell that he was from Omande's side.

The professor nodded, and then asked Liu Xue to wait for him here.

Liu Xue didn't wait in vain. He was already awake anyway, so it would be a good idea to just move his body and mind.

He first wiped the blackboard clean, then clapped his hands and waited for Orman to come back.

This time the professor brought a few notebooks that looked like notebooks. He flipped through them and then started writing on the blackboard.

At first, some students wanted to copy these notes, but when they saw Omande starting to write in complicated ancient celestial writing, they all put their pens down.

This is completely impossible to copy, a Picasso-style ghost painting.

Liu Xue took the opportunity to block his hands with his body. He touched the notebooks, and the knowledge quickly entered his mind.

"Since Liu Xue has shown everyone his amazing learning ability, let's see if we can solve these three questions. Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't understand them."

Auman crossed his arms and stared at Liu Xue arrogantly with his nostrils instead of his eyes.

Liu Xue is not afraid of making excuses. As the saying goes, making excuses will gain knowledge.

Not only did he answer all the questions Oman asked, he even included a simplified translation of the ancient text.

The students in the audience stared straight-eyed. No matter which side they stood on, they all took out pens and paper and started copying.

You must know that this is a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity, and professors will never reveal these essence notes to ordinary students like them.

The angle of the nostrils gradually dropped, and finally met the embroidered robe.

Omande couldn't believe his eyes. What's going on? These are the notes he has carefully selected over his 100 years in the teaching profession. The sources of some of the topics are out of print. How could this little kid know so much?

Liu Xue put down his pen and said to Omande with a very obedient gesture behind his hands: "Professor, do you think what I wrote is correct?"

So the question is, if Auman had to say that Liu Xue answered wrongly, then rounding would be a slap in the face.

But if you recognize the other party...

This is a slap in the face anyway!

Seeing that Auman was stunned, Liu Xue turned around and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "You must have watched the video about the exam. I will leave here, but I will leave quietly." Way."

"Secondary Department, Collaborative Examination."

After receiving Liu Xue's devilish whisper, Omande actually trembled.

He had never felt this kind of chill that penetrated his bones, as if the person standing in front of him was not an ordinary student, but the devil who was destroying the world.

"Take your pillow, you don't need to do the rest of this class." Auman pointed his finger in the direction of the door.

At this moment, a burst of cheers suddenly came from the classroom that had always been depressed. It was unknown who led it, and the cheers followed like a landslide and a tsunami.

Aumande yelled for silence, and Liu Xue took the opportunity to flash to the back row, grab his things and escape.

It must have been that the students had been suppressed by his power for too long. Liu Xue's fight was like an invisible big slap, which caught Oman off guard.

The one who teases you first is a mean person, it’s not like he took the initiative to provoke her. Although it was wrong to sleep in class, Omande could have used other methods to stop Liu Xue's behavior, but he insisted on humiliating himself.

Liu Xue hugged the pillow and went straight to the student union. He had almost had enough sleep before Gou Si's special class in the afternoon.

Compared to Ormande, Ghost's attitude is much more fun.

He handed Liu Xue a pillow directly in class and told him that the pillow belonged to the staff room and he would have to deal with it himself if he had to apologize for the saliva stains on it.

In fact, Liu Xue was embarrassed to say that he had almost slept all morning.

It's evening soon, and if the plan goes well, tonight will be the last time we come to the museum.

"I will be on the upper three floors tonight, and I will not go underground." Liu Xue said.

[If there is a problem, just send a signal. You have a lot of ideas anyway, just let me see the signal]

Gou Si pulled the chair and sat down, and Liu Xue also went straight upstairs.

It's not yet time for exhibit activities, and all the glass cabinets are displayed as usual. Liu Xue first went to the three locations he wanted to visit.

The three exhibits are the spirit wooden box of the ancestors, a bunch of coins from the gods, and a pile of strange models from the human race that are obviously household garbage.

Among them, the set of domestic garbage is the most obvious. I don’t know if the designer ate too much uncooked noodles at the time, but he used various instant noodle forks to assemble it into a high-X-shaped robot.

Liu Xue really didn’t know where to complain about this piece of art. If you want to say that the instant noodle fork can represent human beings, it’s really junk food.

But what's the point of using an instant noodle fork to assemble a robot? You are going to apologize to all the high-X fans for doing this!

After all, Liu Xue also dreamed of opening a high-end X.

Just after 12 o'clock, Liu Xue went to the first floor to grab the instant noodle fork robot.

The characters of the exhibits upstairs are more timid than those downstairs. Seeing that the glass cover of these objects was missing, and there was still a human squatting at the door of the room, they ran away almost like a ghost.

Liu Xue bypassed the antiques and chased the robot. The white plastic forks combined and transformed in the air, and actually turned into a plane.

When the plane saw Liu Xue chasing after him, it was so frightened that it kept circling around on the first floor.

"Don't be afraid, I'm from the human world too!" Liu Xue turned the dagger into a net for catching insects, and he kept waving the weapon in his hand, imitating how he used to fight against dragonflies when he was young.

The force should not be too strong, but the movement should not be too slow.

After all this tossing, when Liu Xue was about to catch the plane, something unexpected happened at the door.