Every high school has scholarships, and the school where Wu Zhenyu works is no exception.

Of course, the competition is very fierce. The top 10 students in the grade receive a scholarship of 1,000 yuan, and the top 50 students can receive a scholarship of 300 yuan.

For Wu Zhenyu, every semester final exam is a time to do his best, and it is a war of his own!

One thousand yuan is a huge sum of money for him, after all, the per capita salary in this era is only two thousand.

One thousand yuan, a lot!

But this time, he encountered a Waterloo in his grades and was completely out of the way!

Holding the transcript, his eyes dazed: "Grade Ranking: 78!"

This is the first time he has fallen out of his top fifty years old.

The reason is... the biology exam was so bad, and it was almost passed, and other courses have also regressed a lot.

This time the exam is too difficult, and I don’t know several major questions at all.

On the contrary, a few students in the class emerged and scored high in one fell swoop in the biology exam. One subject alone is enough to attract other people to a single position.

After school, he passed by the office with a little annoyed grievance and was a little at a loss. He thought it was the recent work-study work that delayed his academic performance. Time, time, is too insufficient.

By chance, I heard a conversation between two teachers.

Just a few words made his ears stand up and his heart pound

"The average score of biology in Class 6 is much worse than before. I didn't do well in the last two major questions. But there are a few that have outstanding grades. It's really strange."

Class 6 is the class he is in!

"You are young now. Are you going to promote off-campus tutoring now... Don't you know who taught Class 6? If there is no effect, who will make up for it?"

"Oh, so that's how it is."

"The tutoring books can be borrowed from seniors, but the tutoring lessons cannot be made up for seniors, right?"

"But...is it really good?"

The discussion came to an abrupt end, leaving only Wu Zhenyu hiding behind the door and his neck was thick.

He overheard the secret, and his hair stood up all over his body and clenched his fists.

...

Make-up lessons, this new trend, is spreading in this small high school.

The promoter of the tutoring trend is the school’s teaching director.

This money can be made much more than the textbook fee. How much money can you make by selling tutoring books? At most, a few hundred yuan per person has to be included. The cost of the books is a few thousand yuan per person. The cost of tutoring is tens of thousands of yuan per person. Even if there are only ten people in a class to make up for the lessons, there are tens of thousands of yuan.

In this way, students who did not make up for the lessons began to gradually lose their understanding of the course.

Wu Zhenyu couldn't even pay the textbook fee, let alone the tutoring fee.

So, over a long period of time, his grades began to slowly decline, and no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless.

Because teachers do not impart all knowledge in the classroom. They often hide key things and choose to teach them during tutoring, so that they can reflect the cost-effectiveness of tutoring.

Over time, students who do not make up for their lessons will have their grades down.

Wu Zhenyu knew this fact but could do nothing. After all, he was just a high school student without power and no background. What else could he do except increase his anxiety in his heart?

...

Seeing this, Zhou Yi took a breath. There are too many evil people in the world, and the teacher group is no exception.

This situation occurred during the Earth period. The teacher did not give a good lecture during class and then went to open a cram school outside.

This teaching director is really disgusting and stops his future.

As time accumulates, the anger in these memory bubbles has become like an active volcano, and the hot magma seems to be gushing out at any time, burning out everything in the world.

"I want her to die! Mr. Zhou, I want to kill her!" Wu Zhenyu's subconscious was still roaring loudly, unable to comfort her.

...

Next is the last memory bubble, which is big and black, hidden deep in the core of the black fog.

Although the silent voyeur has the ability to peek at this bubble, Zhou Yi suppressed the curiosity in his heart.

"Okay, he is already very irritable now, and he is a bit of a rush. When he wakes up tomorrow, I will talk to him again and think of a solution at that time."

Obviously, Wu Zhenyu himself is unwilling to mention the most critical thing in the last.

Once mentioned, he will inevitably control unparalleled anger, which will lead to mental out of control.

Too much is not enough. One night, it was already very good to learn about this information.

Zhou Yi is determined to slow down and fight again tomorrow.

"Then I'll leave today, see you tomorrow."

"I want her to die! I want her to kill her!"

"...You howl slowly, I'll leave first."

...

Zhou Yi withdrew from Wu Zhenyu's spiritual world and hurried back to his dormitory.

The West Inn at the middle of the night was very quiet, the place was very large, and there was a little less scent of fireworks.

After the long winter, the vitality of early spring is quietly blooming at night, tender buds grow on the branches, and the cry of small insects can be heard. The temperature is about 10 degrees Celsius, and there is some coldness.

Occasionally, some staff from the West Inn who were in a hurry ran to the door to buy late-night snacks.

Zhou Yi was a little hungry, but eating midnight snacks was not good for his health. After thinking about it, he could only resist the desire to eat.

After returning to the dormitory, I washed up and lay on the bed.

"I have a rough understanding of Wu Zhenyu's situation. His essence is not bad, it's..."

"Oh, it's really troublesome."

There seemed to be a flame burning in my chest, tossing and turning, and I couldn't sleep.

There is a big trouble when reading other people’s memories: spiritual resonance will arise.

If Wu Zhenyu's unfortunate experience is just written on paper for others to read, it is just a story, and the resonance power generated is limited.

But now through memory reading, it seems that he has experienced all this, and Zhou Yi has become angry.

A little irritable and anxious.

On the other hand, this is not anger in the complete sense, but also a special emotion.

Zhou Yi knew that this was the spiritual fire deep in his heart urging himself to punish this teacher.

For psychics, a bad mood will bring this kind of trouble. The copper seal is nothing. It has not been on his own path, and the strength of the psychic energy is quite limited.

But when we reach the silver seal stage and choose the lifelong path, we must continue to follow this path as always.

Once you regret it, you will be like your master Ye Tiansheng. At the least, you will be able to retreat, and at the worst, you will be in a devil, and you will even risk your soul collapse.
Chapter completed!