Quick wear: counterattack female supporting role is too sexy

She remembered what happened in the nightmare. Her original father, Zhao Lei, was a man with domestic violence tendencies. He could still pretend to work in the company, and would occasionally beat his wife when he was drunk.

But his wife couldn't stand such a life, and she didn't like the child born to Zhao Feng, so she ran away with another man.

The original person became a trap for Zhao Feng to vent his anger on. He was admitted to the hospital many times, and the police never came. If the child was disobedient and gave him a lesson, the police could only educate him and end the problem.Life became a little easier when I met Brother Long.

Brother Long said something that Sang Nanshuang agreed with very much, if he hits you, just hit him back.When he reached a certain height, he began to teach Zhao Nanxi boxing and kicking skills, so that the classmates who bullied her in school would not dare to do anything again.Zhao Feng is an office worker with no skills and only abuses children because he is an adult.

Zhao Nanxi resisted every time and went to the hospital for stitches. Later, she also knocked Zhao Feng to the ground. As she got older, Zhao Feng no longer dared to confront her.Later, Brother Long seized the opportunity and asked Zhao Feng to steal something valuable, and sent him to prison for six years.

After growing up under the influence of his native family, Zhao Nanxi has changed from an obedient child who loves learning to a high school student who fights and perms his hair and skips classes.The shadow of her childhood has always been hanging over her. Every time she picks up her textbooks and homework, she will have nightmares at night.

In the early years, when Brother Long was young, he thought that the nerds with useless fists were the boss. It is not until now that people are approaching middle age that they understand the importance of knowledge in today's society. However, it is too late to catch him again in junior high school, and Zhao Nanxi, who is in high school, has already entered the stage of rebellion. It is no longer easy to communicate.

Not long after he entered the freshman year of high school, it was revealed that he had a fight with Li Wei. Brother Long stepped forward to settle the matter. However, this incident also brought numerous negative rumors to Zhao Nanxi. In order to retaliate against Zhao Nanxi, Li Wei directly spread the rumors about his original identity since he was a child. He has been inseparable from the gangster since he was fostered and in junior high school.

Due to the many scenes of his companionship, the rumor of being kept has become unclear.It's unexplainable. There were fights, hair perms, rumors of nurturing, and a father who was in jail. When there were no classes, the class teacher in the first year of high school treated Zhao Nanxi like garbage.

She had more and more frictions with her teachers. She started skipping homework, skipping classes and skipping classes, and she lost all interest in studying.

Zhao Nanxi would rather walk around the campus when no one is around, rather than being called by the teacher to "give examples" from time to time, and being ridiculed, scared, and evaded by her classmates.

Sang Nanshuang doesn't comment much on Zhao Nanxi's life. In fact, she feels deeply about it. She also climbed up from the mud. They have many similarities.

The only difference is that for her in the world of cultivation, God gave her a bad identity, but she still practiced cultivation and worked hard to achieve the level of cultivation in the divine transformation stage and change her original destiny. Even though she was in deep trouble, she was still unsatisfied. give up.

In this modern society, learning is also a door to change your destiny.However, Zhao Nanxi lived in confusion during the most critical moment of high school. After suffering setbacks, he collapsed until he died.It didn't seize the opportunity to climb up and grow, and finally withered in the mud.

The plot describes the tragic life of the original character, her bad deeds and all kinds of evil deeds, but no one can see the story behind her. This is a supporting role.

Sang Nanshuang will never want to be a supporting role. She will be her own protagonist, not a clown who lives to set off others.

Even locked in a nut shell, she is still the king of the universe,

Thinking of this, Sang Nanshuang suddenly became more open-minded, and the long-lasting negative emotions in his chest after the nightmare last night subsided a little.

It is now the first half of the fall semester of freshman year, and there is still more than a year left until the college entrance examination.Sang Nanshuang analyzed his current situation based on his original memory and what he had learned in recent days.

Mathematics has been basically mastered from primary school to junior high school with the help of the original memory. Unfortunately, the original person did not learn much in high school.

English, Chinese, and history are my weaknesses. Her chemistry and physics were pretty good in junior high school.

Chinese, history and politics are not a problem for Sang Nanshuang, but English makes her difficult.

In addition, the chemistry and physics of the original society were to her the knowledge system structure of another world, which made her a little confused.

If you want to have good grades, you must first not be dropped out of school.The head teacher, Xue Mei, had called her a long time ago to ask about the headlines. Knowing the reason, he told her to take a good rest with rare concern.

She won't be able to go back to school for two weeks.

Zhao Nanxi dug out the Q group from the class group and found Yu Yang, the study committee member.

Yu Yang is a short and shy boy. He was bullied when he was a freshman in high school, and Zhao Nanxi saved him once.In order to recall the knowledge points, Sang Nanshuang remembered him.

Yu Yang was very surprised when he received the news, but without saying anything more, he gave Sang Nanshuang all his study notes from the first year of high school to the present, and said that he would tell her his notes and homework every day.

Sang Nanshuang transferred the money to him. It was a suitable price and Yu Yang accepted it.He has not forgotten how he was rescued by Zhao Nanxi when he was a freshman in high school.

In more than two weeks of recuperation, Sang Nanshuang also learned a lot of knowledge, and finally came to the conclusion that he still needed a teacher to teach him in class, and he was really out of the system.

[Host, please don’t frame this system. You are too stupid. In order to teach you, this system is about to burst. 】

Sang Nanshuang was so angry that she flicked the system in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and it flew out in an instant. She fell down in the barren and muddy ground transformed by the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and could not pull it out.

"When Master taught me, he once praised me as a proud man of heaven. How come I can't do it now that I'm here with you?"

He was unreasonable and even hit people. How could the system dare to refute him again? He turned his back to Sang Nanshuang and showed his integrity that he would never teach Sang Nanshuang another lesson in this world, even if he begged him.

Sang Nanshuang firmly believes that it is a systematic teaching problem.

As soon as the shoulder injury was almost healed, she couldn't wait to get up and get ready to go to school. Studying inspired her fighting spirit.

Sang Nanshuang came to the classroom before the first period of class and was a complete stranger.The classmates in Class [-] did not dare to approach her because of the rumors that she would show off her power again. However, she was so beautiful that they couldn't help but look at her.

Sang Nanshuang had long been used to attention. Under the gaze of a group of classmates, she put her heavy schoolbag on the table. With a thud, the person sleeping at the front table fell down in fright. When she turned around, she saw such a big boy. Schoolbag thought that Sang Nanshuang was coming with a bag of bricks and was going to start a killing spree, so he left the desk with his head in his hands and retreated away.

Who knows what Sang Nanshuang said: "Which of you can tell me what will be in the next class?"

No one answered her, so Sang Nanshuang unzipped her zipper impatiently.

The bricks are coming out! ! !

The classmates gathered together in fear, and there was a vacuum around Sang Nanshuang.

Unexpectedly, when the schoolbag was opened, it was filled with a pile of books, exercise books and draft books.

"Am I dreaming?"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Even Yu Yang thought that the things in Sang Nanshuang's bag were stones. Seeing those homework books and exercise books, he didn't understand anything. He took out the curriculum from his pencil case and held it with both hands. Offered it up.

Sang Nanshuang picked up the course schedule, with a smile on her impatient face: "Thanks, school committee." After saying that, he put away the course schedule, pulled out a Chinese book and exercise book, and slammed the bag on the on the ground.

Yu Yang: I am lending it to you, not giving it to you... Forget it, because you are pretty and have a nice smile.

Everyone was woken up by a loud bang and looked at each other in shock. They saw the surprise and surprise in each other's eyes. This was not a dream. Did the school bully mean to start studying?

Teacher Cai, the Chinese teacher who had been standing on the podium for a while, coughed a few times and said, "It's time for class. Students, please go back to your seats and don't make any noise."

Teacher Cai was gentle and friendly, and never cursed the students. He just smiled and pinched the spine of the book and said to everyone: "Students, don't open the textbook in a hurry. First, open your dictation exercise book. Today we will take a random test in class." I learned it in the last unit. I’ll just pick out a few sentences at random, so don’t be nervous.”

"When the representative collects all the notebooks after class, the students who failed will remember to copy the wrong words and the whole poem twenty times. By the way, today we still have to write down the word "gully". If there are any wrong words in the word "gully", we will give it to you. I will form a team and come up to dance the little apple."

Except for Sang Nanshuang, all the students in the classroom were instantly petrified and turned into slag when the wind blew.

Sang Nanshuang took out a clean exercise book from the table, threw the Chinese textbook aside openly, picked up the pen, straightened her back, and looked at Teacher Cai.

As soon as Teacher Cai looked up, he saw classmate Zhao Nanxi who had little stars in his eyes, and he understood instantly.

While uttering sentences, he walked slowly downstairs.

"The Master said: A gentleman has nothing to eat to satisfy his needs, nor a place to live in peace of mind. I wrote the rest silently."

As he walked, he looked at the dictation of his classmates along the way and frowned. What are these?

Until Teacher Cai stood near Sang Nanshuang's desk and glanced around pretending not to care. The sweaty students around him closed the textbooks they had secretly opened and scratched their heads under the invisible gaze of the teacher.

Confucius said: "A gentleman who has nothing to eat does not seek to be full, and who does not seek to live in peace. He who is sensitive to things and careful in his words has the Tao and is upright. He can be said to be eager to learn."

Sang Nanshuang used her pen to write down the answers.

Teacher Cai did not miss the small movements of the students around him. Only Zhao Nanxi, a classmate who used to sleep in his class, sat upright and looked impartially.

Don't let me down.

With this in mind, Teacher Cai quietly took a look at Sang Nanshuang's exercise book.

Um?He took another look and found that this classmate was silent and didn't say anything. Even his words were very beautiful.

The font used is thin gold. This font is thin and strong, beautiful but not flattering, and has a sharp edge.

Teacher Cai held up her glasses, which were about to fall off, and continued to ask questions slowly while looking at Sang Nanshuang's face.

Oh, this is Zhao Nanxi, our classmate. He didn’t go to the wrong room.

Teacher Cai's "spiritual" dictation lasted for twelve minutes. He paid attention to Sang Nanshuang for most of the time, which made the students in the back row miserable and couldn't find a chance to turn over the textbook.

As soon as someone's hand touches the book, Teacher Cai's smiling eyes will meet that person's.

The dictation book was put away.

Sang Nanshuang was surrounded by classmates who looked ashen as dirt.

She herself showed no fear at all.

"It's over, I made the wrong word "壑" again."

"Haha, dance little apple, we support you."

There were also voices discussing in a low voice: "Sister Nan actually wrote silently today, don't you want to dance too? I really want to see it."

"Shh, do you want to be beaten? As if she can't hear you?"

Half of the Chinese class was over, and the rest of the time was for classroom tests and reading. The teacher approved the dictation book, and only one person, Sang Nanshuang, got perfect marks.