Hao Jun's humble resistance was naturally an order that Wu Xiao couldn't resist with the majesty of the division commander and understated it.

After countless demonstrations and study observations, Hao Jun finally had a complete "epiphany", and was finally put back to sleep in the dormitory by Wu Xiao, who showed a little fatigue.

When Hao Jun got up the next morning yawning, he had to pretend to be full of energy, standing on the three-foot podium with a stern face, and did not squint at the students who came in and out, as if he was unfathomable.

Being able to see Hao Jun's figure so early is a very novel thing for the students who have been studying together for a long time.

Hao Jun would be very depressed if he knew that most of his classmates who were still nibbling on steamed buns and drinking soy milk looked at him like this, but he was desperately brewing his emotions at the moment, hoping to achieve the best effect after all the staff arrived.

"Brother Jun, I saw you get up early in the morning, why are you standing here stupidly, what's wrong?"

Zhao Wenjie came up, with a look full of curiosity, "Don't be punished by Teacher Wu for standing, right?"

"Go aside!"

How could Hao Jun let the momentum that he had so hard to create be ruined by this guy who was out of tune, he whispered a word and continued to look without squinting.

As soon as he thought that at this moment, Wu Xiao was hiding in a dark corner watching his every move, ready to appear at any time, he felt helpless, if he couldn't meet the requirements of this genius senior, he might not have a better life in the future, first of all, asking for leave may be a delusion......

Uncle Hao had to succumb to this obscenity!

Song Chenchen happened to come in behind Zhao Wenjie, Xiao Nizi didn't have Zhao Wenjie's ridiculous tone, and her big eyes showed a little worry, "Brother Jun, was you really punished by Teacher Wu?"

In her consciousness, Hao Jun did have a little bit of fear of heaven and earth, and it was very reasonable to provoke Wu Xiao.

Hao Jun had no choice but to explain patiently: "It's nothing, it's just that I'll announce something to everyone later, you go back and sit down first, and I'll say it when everyone is ready!"

"Oh!"

Xiao Nizi obediently answered, and walked directly to the seat, Hao Jun glared at Zhao Wenjie, who was still grinding beside him, viciously, and directly forced him back to his seat with his eyes.

Qiu Xin and Xia Yuqing came in together, and the two girls bit their ears and whispered, but they just glanced at Hao Jun, and walked directly as if they didn't see this person.

Hao Jun's hard-earned momentum was almost lost, but he was about to deal with Xia Yuqing, who had always been afraid of chaos in the world, but he was ignored like this?

People are always a little bit lowly sometimes, even for spiritual cultivators like Uncle Hao.

The self-discipline of the students in the key class is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and at this time, it is very bad for Uncle Hao.

Except for a few people who paid attention to Hao Jun, most of them consciously pulled out the book from the desk and quietly began to read it.

Uncle Hao took a look, this was not good, and hurriedly gave Zhao Wenjie a look.

To say that the fox friends and dog friends in the past few years are not in vain, Zhao Wenjie seemed to understand it all of a sudden, sat in his position, and asked in a loud voice: "Brother Jun, what are you doing here, pretending to be a teacher?

His voice is not big, but it is not small, but it also focuses many people's eyes on Hao Jun.

"I have a very painful thing to tell you, I hope you will be mentally prepared first!"

Uncle Hao naturally knows how to render the atmosphere, and set up a suspense at the beginning, and sure enough, more and more students are looking up.

The sunny sunlight poured into the classroom, making people lazy, but this morning, in this classroom, the grim atmosphere continued to be strong because of Hao Jun's words and Hao Jun's face.

Hao Jun grasped a point and continued: "I think everyone still remembers what happened when we first came to Xuejun Middle School, the dilapidated teaching dormitory building, the differential reception, and the unequal living conditions, hehe......"

He first took the opportunity to make his classmates angry, and sure enough, many people inadvertently frowned before he could finish speaking.

"Maybe the military middle school or our division commander will think that this is a rare opportunity to temper our will and quality in a difficult environment! If so, we may accept it, but ......"

Hao Jun paused, and his eyes wandered around the class with satisfaction, which almost perfectly attracted everyone's attention.

Hao Jun sneered slightly, and raised the textbook prepared in advance, "First of all, please take a look at this textbook and compare it with what we are using now!"

The book soon passed from Hao Jun's hand to a group, and this group began to sound whispering, and after everyone read it, someone finally couldn't help but stand up and asked, "Hao Jun, what is the matter, this textbook?" "Mao Lijian, don't be impatient, I'll explain to you, the textbook that the students just read is the textbook used by other schools that come to study military middle school training in addition to our city No. 1 Middle School!"

Immediately, there was an uproar in the classroom.

Maori raised his eyebrows, "Holy shit, is this fucking discrimination?"

No one paid attention to his sudden foul language and cold jokes, and they all looked at Hao Jun with a solemn and puzzled expression. "Maybe you may not know as well as I do, the reason why Xuejun Middle School is so targeted at us is because they want to get back the places that have been academic exchanges with our city No. 1 Middle School and transfer them to other schools, but our school's exchange training with them is a long-standing tradition, and they are not good at unilateral contact, but I heard that they are working hard for this, and if this is successful, they will get a lot of sponsorship from other schools!"

"In that case, why bother with a hot face and a cold ass, it's a big deal to pat your ass and leave, we don't have to rardo their training!"

"That's it, that's it, I don't believe it, without this military middle school, wouldn't our gang be able to get results!"

"Make an appointment with them, if you can't do liberal arts, let's see the real chapter in science, half a pound and eight taels, no one is afraid of anyone!"

……

Before Hao Jun's voice fell, the class became excited, but as the pride of the sky, this kind of differential treatment made them rebellious.

But Hao Jun didn't want this kind of result, when he immediately said heavily: "Students, things can't be so simple to think about, after all, this is related to the face and tradition of our city No. 1 Middle School, if you leave in disgrace, you will definitely become the laughing stock of other brother school students in Lotus City, are you willing to wait for us to graduate and be pointed at, saying that we lost the quota for exchange with Xuejun Middle School in our current session, and harm the younger generations?" Shouldn't we tell them the facts that we are geniuses in the face ......of such ridicule?

Uncle Hao's old face turned red, and his every move mobilized the emotions of all his classmates, and the morning self-study that should have been a loud book seemed to have become a wolf's den, roaring one after another, so lively.

At this time, Teacher Wu Xiaowu appeared very "timely".

The classroom was instantly silent.

"Teacher Wu, is what Hao Jun said true?"

Wu Xiao paused, as if it was difficult to speak, and finally had to reluctantly embarrass him: "Students, I didn't plan to tell you about this matter, I was afraid that everyone would have a psychological burden, but since Hao Jun has already said it, I won't hide it from everyone, not only the problem of accommodation and teaching materials, but also the teachers Xiao Chen and Xiao Yi who tutored us are actually college students who have just graduated and have no teaching experience......

Wu Xiao was heartbroken, but secretly squeezed his eyebrows with Hao Jun, this time, the three-foot podium became the stage for his performance.

The classroom was quiet, and when it came out of Wu Xiao's mouth, everyone would no longer think that this was a lie, and whoever was treated and discriminated against unfairly would not endure it silently, let alone these proud sons of the sky!

"Mr. Wu, what should we do?"

"Yes, Mr. Wu, you can't just watch and be bullied like this, right?"

……

"Students, this matter is not something we can decide, the leaders of No. 1 Middle School may contact Xuejun Middle School, but the result may not be too good!" Wu Xiao's voice was very lonely, making almost every student feel the same way.

This scene was played out many times in yesterday's rehearsal, and Hao Jun stood up again, "Teacher Wu, although we may not be able to change anything, but we have been bullied so much, we shouldn't be silent, we have to do something, right?"

Wu Xiao's eyes lit up, "What can you do?"

"The reason why Xuejun Middle School is doing everything possible to create trouble for our training is nothing more than that we can't get results, and now the day of the mid-term evaluation is just around the corner, the teaching materials are incomplete, and the tutors have no experience, they must very much hope that our city No. 1 Middle School will be embarrassed and conspicuous in the evaluation, if we don't find the problem with the teaching materials, we may really fail, or even be far behind, but now, since we have found it, we can make changes!"

"What do you mean?"

Hao Jun turned to look at his classmates, and said loudly: "Students, although the mid-term evaluation seems inconspicuous, but Xuejun Middle School is so deliberate, we will not let them succeed, let them see our talent and strength, let them see that the group of people they discriminate against are thousands of times better than their students, let's start with this midterm evaluation!"

Hao Jun's words were loud, a pair of small eyes stared at the classmates with bright eyes, and in an instant, Zhao Wenjie, Song Chenchen and Xia Yuqing were infected, and shouted in unison: "Okay, let them look good!"

"Make them look good!"

The class shouted in unison, full of momentum, full of firm confidence and confidence!

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