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Li Ye lowered his head and stared at the shabby table in front of him. He had not moved his sight for a long time.

This is a double desk with obvious artificial marks on it.

The shape of the marks is messy, and the ink stained inside should come from different students and different eras.

The iterations of layers render mixed colors, full of abstract art, as if the boring past of green teenagers were condensed.

There was a paper on the desk, not the type of mechanical lead printing, but the "mimeograph paper" that Li Ye had only heard of from his parents before.

Mimicked scrolls are to use a metal pen to carve the handwriting on thin wax paper, and then use a hand-mixed printer to penetrate the ink through the wax paper and apply it to the sheets of printed scrolls.

This kind of paper is roughly made and the ink handwriting is easy to contaminate, but it is better because it is cheap and convenient, and it is very popular in the 1980s.

That's right, it was the 1980s.

Li Ye slowly raised his head and looked at the portrait of Lingxiu, full of the atmosphere of the times above the blackboard in front. He still didn't believe that his soul had traveled to the parallel plane and became a repeater of the high school student with the same name and surname.

The yellowed walls, the spotted blackboards, the shabby desks, and the "early" classmates had a strong spiritual impact on Li Ye, so they had been in this world for a long time, and their souls and memories had not yet been fully integrated.

Li Ye stretched out his hand, and a piece of arm that belonged to the young man suddenly appeared outside the sleeves of his clothes.

The skin is firm and elastic, the muscle lines are slender, beautiful and stylish, and the cyan blood vessels under the epidermis are faintly visible.

With such a low body fat rate and such good skin, if she had not contributed a lot of W to the gym in her previous life, she would not be able to practice even if she had six or seven beautiful coaches in her deep experience.

Li Ye, who once regretted Huafa's long-lasting regret because of staying up late, couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he was young, it's so good!

"Human, none of our class did this question correctly. Have you figured out how to do it?"

"I don't understand the hyperbola, I think it should be."

"Yes, yes, yes, I thought so at the time, but I didn't do it."

"This method is wrong. I just understand it, I won't get a single point."

The heated discussion sounded "buzzing" behind Li Ye's head, pulling his attention back from his chaotic thoughts.

[The Law of Time Traveler 1: Adapt to this society, start with the people around you.]

Li Ye turned around and looked through the gaps between several classmates, and soon understood the details of the hyperbolic math problem.

Seeing a few classmates frowning and scratching their ears but not knowing the key points, Li Ye leaned his head and squeezed in, grabbed a pen and started formulating.

"Actually, this question is very simple. We already know that the right focal point M(3,t) of hyperbola C1 is on hyperbola C1, so we can list the formula to find the square of t, and then"

Silence, silence that can be heard by falling needles.

Li Ye's formula was forced to stop before he could finish it.

Because several classmates who were discussing passionately just now all looked at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a rare animal.

A few seconds later, Hu Man, who was sitting behind Li Ye, reached out his hand, grabbed the pen in Li Ye's hand, and silently pulled it back.

This pen is hers, a hero pen, and she doesn't like to be borrowed by others.

The other students who participated in the discussion also turned around and continued to discuss without paying attention to Li Ye's intention.

This is awkward!

I kindly told you the questions. What is your attitude? Are you an invisible person?

"Li Ye, you did everything wrong yourself, and you are so embarrassed to explain the questions to Hu Man and the others? What is this? Yes, the blind man rides a blind horse!"

Sarcastic words came from the last row of the classroom.

Li Ye was stunned for a moment, glanced back and saw a boy with a dress, a haircut that was so rusty that he was full of a middle-aged breath.

He Weiguo, a poor student who has been studying for two years, relied on a teacher who was his distant uncle and would tease the students in the class for any time, which was not worth paying attention to.

Li Ye turned around and looked at his mimeographed paper again.

28 points.

Two red numbers stood proudly on the ink-smelling plate.

Alas ~.

Li Ye was speechless.

I was addicted to monsters in my previous life. In those years of being a king, I never got such an outrageous score.

If you look at the wrong questions, you will be even more speechless.

I can’t read the questions clearly, the formula is wrong, and finally the problem is correct, but the calculation is wrong. How can I have the courage to repeat the exam at this level? Isn’t it good to go to the factory to make screws?

But Li Ye was silent, but the guy behind him refused to give in.

"Li Ye, are you still looking forward to going to Beijing to find Lu Jingyao? You have good Chinese. Can you explain to me what it means to a toad wants to eat swan meat?"

“Hahahahahaha~”

In the quiet classroom, there was a burst of laughter.

Not only the last row of the classroom, but even the boys around Li Ye made a "hissing" laughter.

However, Hu Man, who took back the pen, and several girls, all frowned and showed resentment.

And Li Ye's mind hurt for a moment like a needle prick.

After the soul passed through, Li Ye's brain seemed to have become a computer. Whether it was the subtle memories of his previous life or the part of the spiritual legacy left by the original owner, they all existed on the hard drive. As long as they were needed, they could be retrieved clearly.

A series of images passed through Li Ye's mind, allowing him to see the past interaction between the original owner and Lu Jingyao.

"The first sword to go ashore, will you kill the person you want to kill first?"

Li Ye shook his head and smiled.

Nowadays, Zhiqing can pull out Wuqing when he returns to the city, let alone the fish jumps to the dragon gate and becomes a "public family member"?

"Brother, go with peace of mind! It's not worth it for such a woman."

Li Ye had rich experience in "fighting repeatedly" in his previous life. He had seen many scumbags and tea bitches. He was so stupid that he was hurt by love and did not want to have any unnecessary disputes with others about this.

And as Li Ye whispered, the heart-wrenching obsession disappeared.

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

Li Ye's calmness made He Weiguo, who was in the back row, feel provoked.

He simply got up and walked to Li Ye, and reached out to take Li Ye's paper.

"28 points, a lot! You have increased by 7 points in one year after you repeat the study. If you repeat the study for two years, you will increase by 14 points. If you repeat the study for three years, Lu Jingyao has graduated, haha, let go."

Li Ye's hand pinched He Weiguo's hand, bent two of the fingers, then slowly stood up, and looked at He Weiguo coldly.

"Let go of hissing and let go of Caolu Jingyao"

He Weiguo's finger was almost deformed by Li Ye, and he wanted to fight back, but the pain in his hand made him sore and weak.

Moreover, compared with the physical pain, He Weiguo's panic was even stronger.

If it were more than half a year ago, He Weiguo would not dare to provoke Li Ye, and Li Ye's fist was not ordinary.

Although the original owner looked thin, he was not a weak boy who could not help but be in a weak position.

Li Ye's father and grandfather were all soldiers. When he was young, he practiced fist and kicks, and later he brought out many apprentices.

Li Ye has been polished by his grandfather since he was a child. Not to mention he is an authentic trainer! But he has never lost much since he was a child.

But since He Weiguo discovered Li Ye's "fatal hole", he felt that he had grabbed the bull's nose rope and showed off as much as he wanted.

This fatal point is Lu Jingyao.

After Li Ye resumed his studies, as long as someone stimulated him with Lu Jingyao's affairs, he would fight with others. After every fight, there would be rumors in the school that "Lu Jingyao went to the capital for the exam and left Li Ye."

There are no entertainment projects in this era, and the power of rumor is very powerful. Every time Li Ye is embarrassed and wants to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Moreover, fighting in school is a bad behavior, and if you fight hard, you have to call your parents. After several consecutive times, not only did the family complain about Li Ye, but the teacher's eyes looked at Li Ye differently than before.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, it was the time when the mind was most sensitive. The once kind boy finally became inferior, autistic, and depressed, and could only roar in his anger and swallow his chest.

He wants to take the college entrance examination, he wants to go to BJ. He cannot ruin his innocent and precious love just because of causing trouble.

But the repressed tolerance will only summon more bullying.

Aren’t you good-looking? Aren’t you pleased girls? You still let me rub and pinch?

The conspicuous bag you make is something you don’t bully? Who do you bully?

He Weiguo, who had been jealous of Li Ye for a long time, found an opportunity to show himself.

When Li Ye's grades are good, he will be very strange: "Youyou, are you going to the capital to find Lu Jingyao?"

Li Ye’s grades are poor, and he will gloat again: “You are the one who has broken grades, and you still want to find Lu Jingyao?”

Whenever He Weiguo deliberately provoked a fight and saw Li Ye clenching his fists but enduring and frustrating, his heart felt as sweet as drinking honey.

He Weiguo believes that he is already the "big brother" of the entire class and can be admired by everyone, especially all the girls.

But now He Weiguo looked at Li Ye's eyes and couldn't help but feel frightened.

Too calm,
To be continued...