If you are asked to take charge of the specialty class, how can you become a top student?

Chapter 328 Dangerous!
"Don't explain so much, just bring me the kitchen knife back, do you hear me?"

"it is good."

Chen Chu doubted whether this child was short-sighted.

Chen Chu has a hobby of collecting knives, which is understandable.

But the question is, why do you collect kitchen knives?

This thing has no collection value!

how?The first commemoration?

This won't be the same as Xu Chao...

Then give each knife a name.

Zhuge Steel, King Kong Erhua, Tie Niu?

Emmm...

headache ah headache...

But these are still small things. After a while, you will have to ask Yan Mao which direction he wants to go.

If there is a direction, I won’t interfere if it’s appropriate.

If there is no direction, then go directly to the direction of medicine.

Anyway, make some plans.

When Yan Mao returned home after his evening self-study, he saw his mother on the phone.

"I wonder if there is a thief in our house!"

"When I was planning to cook today, I found that all my knives were gone. I couldn't even find a fruit knife!"

"Damn it!"

"I wanted to cut my nails just now, but I couldn't find the nail clippers!"

"Oh, Yan Mao is back, let's not talk about it for now!" Yan Mao's mother just hung up the phone, turned to Yan Mao who was about to go upstairs and asked: "Yan Mao, our home seems to have been robbed, come on, you follow Mom, go to the security room and check the surveillance!"

Yan Mao's body suddenly stiffened, he mechanically turned his head towards his mother and laughed dryly: "Mom, that... is..."

Yan Mao's mother was naturally quite confused and said: "What?"

"..."

Finally, Yan Mao confessed honestly.

He found that he couldn't lie at all now, and he felt guilty whenever he lied.

I took my mother to the bedroom, opened the door, and dug under the bed to take out all the knives.

I pulled out a bunch of them. In addition to kitchen knives, there were also fruit knives, scissors, nail clippers...

Yan Mao's mother was stunned.

"Why did you take all these knives to your room and hide them under the bed?"

"Do you think you are a hamster?"

"How old are you? You're not a child anymore!"

Yan Mao suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment. He couldn't explain what happened suddenly.

Ever since I saw knives yesterday, I couldn’t help but want to collect them.

Including nail clippers…

I was afraid of being discovered by my mother, so I hid under the bed.

Anyway, it must be Lao Chen who is responsible.

Fortunately, Yan Mao's mother didn't go into details and just assumed that Yan Mao suddenly had a brain twitch.

"Don't do this kind of thing next time!"

"I was so scared that I thought my home was being robbed!"

Yan Mao suddenly laughed dryly: "I know, Mom."

"Why are you standing there dazed? Why don't you quickly put all these knives back where they belong?"

"oh oh."

As a result, when Yan Mao's mother took the kitchen knives back, she realized something was not right.

"Yeah? Why do you have an extra handful?"

"Where did it come from?"

"Yan Mao!"

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Where did you get this knife?"

"..."

After all, he was inevitably scolded by his mother.

The next day, Yan Mao sent the kitchen knife back and apologized to Lu Mei.

Lu Mei naturally waved her hand and said it was okay.

Naturally, Yan Mao stayed in the kitchen and continued chopping vegetables. After a while, Chen Chu came to Xingfu Xiaozao and called out Yan Mao.

Yan Mao was afraid of writing a self-criticism, so he hurriedly said: "Old Chen, I have returned the kitchen knife!"

"As long as it's back." Chen Chu was holding a bag in his hand and handed it to Yan Mao: "Take it! It's a gift for you!"

"what?"

Yan Mao was stunned. He thought he could not escape the 5000-word self-criticism. Who expected that not only would he not write a self-criticism, he would also receive gifts?

I was stunned for a while.

"Open it and see if you like it!"

"oh oh……"

Yan Mao quickly took it and found that it was quite heavy. There was an oversized wooden box inside. When he opened it, he found a short knife inside, and the scabbard was very beautiful.

Yan Mao's eyes suddenly lit up, he quickly raised the dagger, took it out and took a look, and couldn't move his eyes away for a while.

"Like it?"

"I like it, I like it so much!"

Yan Mao nodded wildly, his face beaming with joy and excitement.

"As long as you like it, I'll give you this knife, but I'm going to say something ugly first! This knife can only be kept at home as an ornament and must not be used casually! Do you hear me?"

"Yes!"

Chen Chu waved his hand: "Okay! Go ahead and cut your vegetables!"

"it is good!"

As soon as Yan Mao left, Chen Chu suddenly showed a somewhat painful expression.

This knife... is so expensive!
He didn't go to class during self-study last night. He traveled almost all over the south of the Yangtze River and visited more than 20 tool shops before he picked out this one!
The original price was 3600. After bargaining with the boss all night, we finally got a price of 2188!

After starting the imitation, Chen Chu knew which knife was best.

Other knives are not good, and they are much more expensive than this price. Only this one caught Chen Chu's eyes.

How can I put it, other knives are all handsome, but they are just superficial. Only this one has great connotation, whether it is feel, weight, etc...

Originally, Chen Chu thought that it could only be dealt with for a few hundred dollars, but he never expected that the price could be so ridiculously expensive.

I gritted my teeth and stamped my feet, and bought it for the sake of Yan Mao’s future!
But now that I think about it, I feel like I’m quite out of my mind.

I bought a knife with two months' living expenses...

Quickly ask Yan Mao to take the knife away without letting him see it.

Otherwise, my heart feels so cold.

After all, with this knife, Yan Mao's knife mania can be suppressed, and it will not appear so abnormal when he truly awakens.

The situation was just as Chen Chu expected.

After getting this short knife, Yan Mao liked it very much.

I have no interest in other knives at all.

Even when get out of class is over, you have to secretly take out the knife from your schoolbag and take a look at it, otherwise you will feel unhappy.

Occasionally, he would start smiling at the knife like a fool.

Sitting next to Yan Mao was Deng Wei.

Good guy, when he saw Yan Mao holding a knife and giggling there, Deng Wei was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

After all, Deng Wei knew what kind of person Yan Mao was before.Although he is not as ruthless as Brother Hao, he is still someone who dares to stab someone with a knife.

At this moment, Yan Mao seemed to have noticed Deng Wei's gaze. He raised his head and smiled at Deng Wei: "What's wrong?"

"it's okay no problem!"

Deng Wei quickly raised his hands and shook them: "I'm really sorry for disturbing you!"

"Oh, it's okay, haha..." After saying that, Yan Mao lowered his head and looked at the dagger with a silly smile, a look of happiness on his face.

Deng Wei was a little afraid to continue sitting next to Yan Mao. After quietly moving his seat back, he decisively came to Xu Tianhao: "Brother Hao, come out for a moment!"

Xu Tianhao was a little confused, but he still walked out of the classroom with Deng Wei: "What's wrong?"

Deng Wei told Xu Tianhao what he had just seen: "Brother Hao, I feel like there is a danger sign hanging over my head!"

"It doesn't matter, he won't hurt anyone." Xu Tianhao quickly comforted: "Don't worry, this knife is also a gift given to him by the teacher!"

"Lao Chen gave it to me!" Deng Wei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then it's okay. I was so scared that I thought he hid it himself."

"It's a pity that Xu Chao didn't come to class today!"

Xu Tianhao was startled: "How to say?"

"Show him Yan Mao like that, and he will know how stupid he looked when he was smiling at a pot of succulents..."

Of course, in addition to Xu Chao who did not come to class today, Wu Ming also did not come to class.

Before I knew it, it was the preliminary round of the Jiangnan Debate Competition.

After receiving the notice, Chen Chu rushed to the competition site immediately.

There is still more than an hour before the start of the game, and the players are now resting in a conference room.

Chen Chu walked in and took a quick look, finally seeing Wu Ming and Assistant Ke.

Wu Ming was still reading a book at this moment. When he heard the movement, he raised his head and quickly stood up and said: "Old Chen, you are here!"

Chen Chu smiled and asked, "Are you nervous?"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, raised his head and said, "I feel calm inside, without any disturbance."

For some reason, Chen Chu always had the urge to slap Wu Ming when he saw him pretending to be cool in front of him.

But now that Assistant Ke was here, Chen Chu let Wu Ming go.

What's more, the game is about to begin, and what is needed is this mentality of contempt for the opponent both strategically and tactically.

In a debate competition, the higher the level of competition, the stronger the momentum.

emmm...probably.

Chen Chu sat next to Assistant Ke. Seeing that the vice principal didn't come, he quickly asked: "Assistant Ke, don't the vice principal come over and take a look?"

"It's just a preliminary round." Assistant Ke shook his head: "There's no need to make a fuss. The vice-principal is very optimistic about Wu Ming."

Anyway, that's what the vice principal said.

No one knows what is going on in my heart.

Maybe I don’t want to see my own psychological shadow…

Assistant Ke subconsciously glanced at Wu Ming, who was reading a book.

Chen Chu smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

It's probably quite embarrassing when the vice-principal comes.

Anyway, if it were him, he would be too embarrassed to come.

Unfortunately, it was class time today, and Chen Chu couldn't call the whole class to cheer for Wu Ming. However, when he looked around, there didn't seem to be many viewers, and he felt that he might be making a fuss out of a molehill.

Wait until the Jiangnan finals to call the whole class over to cheer Wu Ming.

The competition is naturally based on a lottery system, and Wu Ming is participating on behalf of Jiangnan No. [-] Middle School.

But what surprised Chen Chu was that there were at least two or three debaters from other places, but there was only Wu Ming from Jiangnan No. [-] Middle School.

Chen Chu quickly asked: "Assistant Ke, are there no other debaters in our school?"

"Yes, the school originally arranged for a total of three people, including two female students."

"What about the remaining two?"

Assistant Ke rolled his eyes, glanced at Wu Ming and said, "Wu Ming made me cry. I cried all afternoon and then quit on my own."

"..."

Chen Chu couldn't help but patted his head and raised his forehead: "I'm sorry! Assistant Ke, I will tell him well when I get back!"

"No, it happened about a week ago. He ran over and apologized to the two girls." Assistant Ke said a little speechlessly: "But I really can't blame him, mainly because the two girls are also relatively To be honest, Wu Ming had already stopped talking and took a step back, but the two of them insisted on continuing to fight with Wu Ming..."

After all, Wu Ming has become more restrained now. He has taken a step back and continues to argue with Wu Ming...

Chen Chu laughed dryly, then he really couldn't blame Wu Ming.

"Can a debater also participate in the debate competition?"

"Okay." Assistant Ke said, "I asked before, no problem. As long as you feel you are capable, you can go alone."

Emmm...

Right.

Chen Chu could tell that Assistant Ke wasn't worried at all about whether Wu Ming would pass.

Chen Chu wasn't worried, he was afraid that Wu Ming would make people cry during the competition.

No need.

So after much thought, I came to Wu Ming and explained a few words.

Let Wu Ming stop.

"I understand, Lao Chen, don't worry, I will stop it!"

"One more thing, don't argue with the referee!"

"it is good."

"Oh, by the way, the judges can't argue with you either!"

"Ah."

Anyway, everything that needs to be explained has been explained, and the competition is about to begin, and all the players have begun to draw lots.

As soon as he saw that it was time to draw lots, Wu Ming put down the book, stood up suddenly, and strode forward.

The aura is [-] meters!
As expected, this incident attracted the attention of many people, who turned their attention to him.

Then Wu Ming reached into the lottery box and grabbed a ping pong ball.

The sixth group.

Debate topic, the quality of mobile phones.

Wu Ming turned against him.

Chen Chu didn't ask Wu Ming whether he was sure or not. What he was worried about now was Zhengfang, the three little girls from No. [-] Middle School.

After Wu Ming returned to his seat, he didn't bother to think at all, so he picked up the book and started reading. On the other side, the three little girls immediately started discussing nervously after receiving the defense topic.

Chen Chu couldn't bear it anymore. He walked to Wu Ming and raised his hand and slapped the back of Wu Ming's head: "Stop looking!"

"Old Chen, why did you hit me?"

"This is a competition, at least you have to respect your opponent!" Chen Chu took out the pen and paper angrily and placed it in front of Wu Ming: "Can you just pretend to be a showman? Otherwise you will be very annoying! "

"Okay, okay!"

Forced by Old Chen's threat, Wu Ming had no choice but to lie on the table and write, pretending.

Ugh……

Chen Chu felt really helpless in his heart.

On weekdays, it seems that Wu Ming still needs to be taught how to behave.

Why do you like to show off so much!

Soon, the judges also arrived one after another.

The first group's competition began, with a debate time limit of 10 minutes.

After the first debate ended, Chen Chu and Assistant Ke naturally applauded.

Only Wu Ming curled his lips after listening, and said with some disdain: "It's really a child's debate...it doesn't make any sense..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Ming suddenly felt the sharp eyes beside him.

Dangerous!
"5000-word review, split muscles and broken bones, three consecutive warnings on epic educational techniques"

(End of this chapter)