Chapter 1097 roll call(1/2)
The process of buying a mobile phone went smoothly. Song Shuhang chose a mobile phone that was just released this month and bought two, one black and one white.
At that time, keep the black ones for your own use and the white ones for Senior Bai.
After Senior Bai finished cleaning the Heavenly Tribulation, he would modify these two mobile phones, which would be beautiful.
Before the magic modification, the mobile phone was used first. At least it can be used to talk, chat and surf the Internet.
After buying the mobile phone and paying the money, Song Shuhang left the mobile phone store.
Most ordinary people's lives are peaceful and uninterrupted. Generally speaking, when buying a mobile phone, the chances of encountering robbery, explosion, and other terrifying events are very low. Some people will never encounter similar things in their entire lives.
Song Shuhang tried to install his mobile phone card into his mobile phone and turned it on smoothly, without any problems. The mobile phone card seemed to be damaged, but it was a fortune to survive the disaster.
Then, Song Shuhang found a place to avoid human eyes, flew up again, and returned to the pharmacist's building.
On the way back, I passed by the park again.
But Teacher Xiao Li is no longer here, it seems that he is back after the morning exercise.
Perhaps, if Teacher Xiao Li persists, he can become a martial arts master, proficient in the four masters of swords, swords, sticks, and fists, and fights in the martial arts world in Jiangnan.
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Time flies, and the morning class time is coming.
Song Shuhang came to Shiloli's room and asked her to get up.
"Shi, get up, class is coming." Song Shuhang patted Shi's face.
"Um... I hate it, don't ask others to sleep for a while." Shi turned over and rolled the quilt into a ball. Her eyes didn't mean to open it.
Song Shuhang sighed and patted her gently: "Get up first, it's really not OK, go to school before going to bed?"
"No, no." Shi's tiny legs slapped on the bed: "Let me sleep for a while...I don't want to get up... Senior Brother Song, please."
"..." Song Shuhang: "How about I take your sword to fly over?"
"No, I don't want to go to class, I don't want to get up, Senior Brother Song hates it the most..." Shi made a thin voice and shrank her head into the quilt.
The most annoying...
I hate it...
"Okay." Song Shuhang smiled bitterly, "Then you can continue to sleep first, and I will come over to ask you for dinner at noon."
"Yeah, yeah, Senior Brother Song likes it the most." Shi immediately changed her mouth and murmured, then she rolled up a more comfortable position and fell asleep beautifully.
Liked the most...
Liked it...
So, the love and hatred of naughty children are always so easy.
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In the end, Song Shuhang went to class alone.
This morning's course was mathematics class.
Professor Yang in mathematics class has a habit of calling out a name suddenly. He just goes to class and after he finishes a key point of knowledge, he will call out a name randomly.
The number of attendances in the name will also be used as a result, which will affect the final assessment results.
This kind of hobby is really bad. Many students hope that Professor Yang can change this bad habit. Unfortunately, Professor Yang did not adopt everyone's opinions and still did his own way.
Professor Yang is no exception today. Halfway through class, he suddenly became shocked and started to call out.
"It's coming again." Gao Moumou rubbed his face. Fortunately, he was full of energy recently and did not skip class. At the same time, he reached out and pushed Tubo who was sleeping beside him: "Wake up, Lao Yang is starting to call again."
Tubo wiped off his saliva and opened his eyes with a confused look on his face.
Song Shuhang rubbed his temples - Shi and Baihe Zhenjun were not there. Although they were just coming to college to experience life, their grades had no effect on them.
But being missed by Lao Yang is not a good thing.
While thinking, Professor Yang had already clicked several people in a row and called his name: "Song Shuhang."
"In." Song Shuhaidao.
Lao Yang looked at Song Shuhang and nodded with satisfaction. His memory was particularly great and he could always connect the names of students in the class with the general appearance.
This is also what the students hate the most. In this way, Lao Yang’s name will not be able to be reported on behalf of others.
It is logical that when a university name is just a formality, it means that teachers and students cooperate to deal with it and it will be done. Some schools do not even have the "activity" of naming... Why are they so heartless?
"Gao Moumou." Old Yang shouted again.
"Here." Gao Moumou replied, his name was too special, and it was easy for ordinary teachers to remember him after seeing his name.
Not only Lao Yang’s name in class, but other teachers in class will look at him as long as they click him. No one can answer the name instead of Gao. Whenever he thinks of this, Gao will feel sad.
So, this person's name is really important.
"Song Shi?" Professor Yang shouted. He was also impressed by this little girl, after all, she was a genius girl.
Song Shuhang gritted his teeth, and he pinched his throat and shouted: "Come!"
While reporting, he used the function of a illusion brooch, which affected Professor Yang's vision.
It only affects Professor Yang, and in the eyes of others, he is still Song Shuhang.
So, when Song Shuhang pinched his throat and replied, Tubo, Gao Moumou, and Yang De next to him looked at Song Shuhang in surprise - Did Lao Song take the wrong medicine today? In Lao Yang's class, he dared to call him on behalf of others? And it was a substitute for students with obvious personal characteristics such as "Song Shi"?
But something that surprised them even more.
On the podium, Lao Yang pushed his glasses and looked at the location of Song Shuhang. Then, he nodded with satisfaction and drew a hook on the roster.
It seems that in his eyes, Song Shuhang is not Song Shuhang, but like a poetic loli.
"???" Gao Moumou looked at him with a question. Did Lao Yang take the wrong medicine today?
Not only Gao Moumou, but many classmates around him were also confused.
Registration continues.
"Yang De." Lao Yang continued to shout.
Yang De quickly responded: "Come."
"Lu Fei."
"arrive."
"Tubo."
"exist."
"Baihe!" Professor Yang shouted again.
Then, under the surprised gaze of Gao Moumou, Tu Bo and Yang De, Song Shuhang moved a seat and continued to pinch his voice and said, "Come!"
Lao Yang continued to look up and glanced at Song Shuhang.
Nothing wrong.
Then, Lao Yang nodded as if he had taken the wrong medicine and drew a plaque on the roster.
Tu Bo and his classmates around him looked at Song Shuhang in surprise. What the hell is going on? Old Yang was blind today? Didn’t you see Song Shuhang alone called "arrived" three times?
"Is it because Lao Yang's posture of getting up wrong today?" A classmate said to himself.
"It may be that he wore his glasses wrong today, and the degree is wrong?" someone said intimately.
"Or, he was sick today, and his mind was actually blank?"
"By the way, Zhu Tao didn't come today, so why don't we call him for him. Lao Yang is very blind today, maybe he can pass the test." A classmate next to him whispered.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Don’t, buddy, don’t interfere. Lao Yang was not blind today, did not wear the wrong glasses, and was not sick, really!
"Nan Xinqiong."
"arrive."
"Zhu Tao!" At this time, Lao Yang called Zhu Tao's name.
Then, Zhu Tao's strong roommate looked serious and raised his head and said, "Come on!"
Song Shuhang: "..."
If possible, he hoped that he could lend the "illusion brooch" to this guy. But now it was too late to borrow it. In addition, Song Shuhang had not learned "illusion" yet. He could not put an illusion on others from a distance.
Song Shuhang was full of apology.
Professor Yang pushed his glasses and stared at Zhu Tao's roommate: "Are you Zhu Tao?"
"Uh." Zhuangzhuang's roommate felt something was wrong. Director, this script is wrong!
"Who was Xiong Donghua before?" Professor Yang said in a deep voice.
Not only is the professor not blind, his memory is also fine, which is great.
To be continued...