Vol 3 Chapter 450: My hair and I can’t be divided for a moment

Lu Zhengkang flew a kick.
In the next week, a substitute teacher came to the science class.
That's right, the one posing as the specimen is Shao Zhanqing.
With such a big person and doing such naive things, Lu Zhengkang didn't know how this fool grew up.
Of course, such a shameful thing was not disclosed to anyone. Lu Zhengkang stepped down and Shao Zhanqing could only suffer from this dumb loss and silently submitted a false note to the administrative office.
The most annoying thing is that after Lu Zhengkang kicked the tool man Shao into the hospital, the modeling work seemed to be done by Lu Zhengkang himself. Although with the help of professional machines, the task itself is not difficult, but very Annoying, and the amount is large.
The most frightening thing is that the time is tight. Shao Zhanqing has to lie down in the hospital for at least a week, and the latest submission date for the entries is eight days later. 3D printing such a large model requires at least 20 hours to go up, and the painting needs another Two hours.
If you really have to wait for Shao Zhanqing to come out of the hospital to model it yourself, you will probably have to stage the drama of "the protagonist always comes out at the last second". Lu Zhengkang doesn't like this, he always likes to prepare in advance.
So in order to avoid time embarrassment, in the final analysis, these tasks can only be done by Lu Zhengkang.
He had a hunch that he might have to sacrifice hair volume again.
Damn, why! My young and beautiful hair!
It took eight hundred savvy points to learn a 3D modeling skill. Lu Zhengkang went through a long and painful 10,000 hours. At the beginning, he said that he would not learn it again. Unexpectedly, he became the person he hated the most.
New achievements are unlocked.
[Achievement: Virtual Sculptor (rare)]: You are familiar with the practical 3D printer data modeling technology, even if you do not mix well in the future, you can still use this skill to make food.
Effect: Linear thinking is slightly increased, eye movement speed is slightly improved, wrist flexibility is slightly improved, and hair volume is slightly reduced.
Lu Zhengkang covered his face and cried silently.
From today on, he plans to keep long hair, so that in the future, the Mediterranean will be able to rely on local support for the central government. By the way, if it works, he plans to learn a hair care skill.
If the process of learning modeling has not made Lu Zhengkang feel completely painful, then when he received the data disk left by Teacher Shao and found that the modeling task has been completed, he felt completely sad.
My hair, you died terribly!
Lu Zhengkang browsed Shao Zhanqing’s work results with grief and indignation, and found that the quality is average. From his own professional perspective, this modeling error is quite a lot, and there are perfunctory content, a lot of internal details have been omitted, which is a time saving Shao Zhanqing is not the proponent of the plan. He can't imagine the subtle details, but Lu Zhengkang can.
This work, in fact, had to be left to him at the beginning.
So this kind of mere hair had to be abandoned from the beginning, because this is...
Lu Zhengkang wiped away his tears happily, "This is the fate of the boss!"
The boss Lu Zhengkang spent another sleepless night, then the second sleepless night, and the third sleepless night.
He stayed up late for three consecutive days and burst his liver. He slept many times in class, and then was punished to stand. It was not impossible to sleep standing up, and then he was invited to drink tea.
Su Xiangli was with him for tea.
This stubborn little girl still didn't like English teachers. Her grades kept dropping under her careful control, which frightened Teacher Li.
So Lu Zhengkang met Su Xiangli's mother in the office.
Su’s mother was different from the lazy noble lady Lu Zhengkang imagined. He thought that a mother who neglected to discipline her own children would be pretentious and defiant, but Su Xiangli’s mother was quiet and elegant, just like Like an English teacher, Su Xiang was a little far away from her mother who bowed her head and did not look at her.
Lu Zhengkang thought to himself, does Su Xiangli hate his mother, so he hates the English teacher who has a temperament similar to Su's mother?
The English teacher’s desk in the head teacher’s desk is as far apart as two desks. Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiang are like two mice walking in the woods. It is difficult to see each other, only those that are bigger than "trees". Tall adults, this kind of involuntary fear is difficult for people to look back at as adults.
Lu Zhengkang stood honestly at the desk of the head teacher. He didn't quibble for himself, because the teachers didn’t want to hear quibbling, they wanted promise.
For example, "homework must be handed in before school", "will definitely not be the next time", "next test will definitely be 90".
Even if, these are often just lies, another form of sophistry, in the words of the teacher, "an attitude".
learning attitude.
Su's mother's voice came from far away, passing through the barrier of the desk partition, and echoing on the four walls. Lu Zhengkang's keen hearing could detect the delay of the sound rebound, the fine echo, like countless people saying the same thing. With Teacher Li's words, they really seem to have the same tone of voice.
"Lu Zhengkang, I know you are very smart, but this does not mean that you can skip class. Sleeping in class not only affects your own study, but also interferes with the study of the students around you..."
The class teacher’s lesson soon ended. This old woman actually likes a clever boy like Lu Zhengkang from the bottom of my heart~EbookFREE.me~ even her tone is very gentle.
"Yes, teacher, I will definitely not sleep next time."
"Okay, you go."
Lu Zhengkang returned to the classroom. After a while, the class bell remembered that Su Xiangli still did not come back. Halfway through a math class, the little girl opened the door and came in. She obediently said a report, bowed her head, her face blank. Look like.
She returned to her seat and separated an entire classroom from Lu Zhengkang. He could only look at it from a distance. Su Xiang did not shed tears or cried from her, which is good.
After class, Lu Zhengkang ran to the little girl for the first time.
Su Xiangli frowned and said, "I have to learn dance."
"Why?" Lu Zhengkang and Zhang Yingxuan beside them were very curious, and Zhou Ping put their heads together calmly.
"The grades are too bad, you have to learn specialties, and then you have to be specialties."
Lu Zhengkang felt very absurd, is this what the adults think? Let a top student who is excellent in general subjects only with good English-or deliberately deducting points-to be a specialty student, instead of trying to solve the problem of declining grades.
It's like a sports car, except that the front cover is dirty, so a steel plate is welded on it instead of washing the car.
Is special longevity a panacea? Is it a cure for the root cause?
Lu Zhengkang suddenly empathized with Su Xiangli, which was a great humiliation.
Different from arranging a path for the child, the hateful thing about Su Xiang's departure from her parents is that all her rebellion is just meaningless, and there are always countless alternatives to achieve the set goals.
A brand new social ecology is rising in front of Lu Zhengkang's eyes. No, it has existed for a long time, but Lu Zhengkang has always turned a blind eye to it, just like the giant hidden behind the display screen.
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