"Apology? Just because you still want to get into a key class? If you can get into a key class, I will eat this textbook in front of the whole class!" Zhang Ke was angry at what Jin Ke said just now.

A middle and lower-level poor student, whose parents have never provided him with the class teacher, dared to question him in front of the whole class.

"Teacher Zhang, you just said that I hope every student in our class will have a sense of collective honor and strive to enter the key class. I am also working hard according to your requirements. I wonder why you are so angry? Do you mean that you don't want us to work hard? Or do you don't want us to have a sense of collective honor?" Jin Ke asked Zhang Ke in confusion.

"You..." Zhang Ke found out that he was actually unable to refute by Jin Ke.

"Teacher Zhang, you have always taught us that we must have dreams and dare to fight for our dreams. I now have the dream of entering a key class and want to fight for this dream. But why do you humiliate me like this? Humiliate me like a student who wants to win honor for the class?" Ke continued.

The whole class was silent, all looking at Jin Ke with a look that looked like a monster.

When it comes to talking about the great truth, they feel that they will definitely not be able to explain it better than Teacher Zhang. On weekdays, Teacher Zhang will tell them the great truth. Unexpectedly, Jin Ke explained the great truth to Teacher Zhang today, which made Teacher Zhang speechless.

"You said it right, but have you worked hard? You are usually careless and your grades are not up. The final exam is coming, and you are going to be divided into key classes, and you are coming out to attract attention again! What qualifications are the students like you who are unwilling to be down-to-earth about your dreams?" Zhang Ke was silent for a few seconds, and scolded Jin Ke with a head-on look.

"Yes, I may not have worked very hard before, but now I want to work hard. Teacher Zhang, what do you mean is that I shouldn't work hard? Students like me are not qualified to have dreams at all? The grades in the class are similar to mine, and there are even more than a dozen people who are worse than me. According to Teacher Zhang's opinion, none of us, the dozens of people, are qualified to have dreams?" Jin Ke continued to question Zhang Ke slowly.

The class was not very good, and more than a dozen students in the middle and lower reaches all started to cheer after hearing Jin Ke's words.

They all belong to the kind who has no background in their parents and is usually discriminated against by Teacher Zhang, but because of their poor grades, they never dare to stand up and say anything.

Unexpectedly, Jin Ke said everything they wanted to say today, and the orderliness of their words made them change their mocking attitude towards Jin Ke and developed a kind of admiration for Jin Ke.

"Ying Jing! Yin Jing! You want to rebel? Do you want me to invite your parents to come for a meeting?" Zhang Ke yelled as he slapped the table.

"Can you give me a copy of the internal test questions? I can pay the copy by myself. I want to win honor for the class. I have a dream of entering a key class, so I also ask Teacher Zhang to fulfill it." Jin Ke continued to say to Zhang Ke slowly.

"I want one too, and I want to win honor for the class!"

"I want it too! I have a dream!"

The number one student who had just started to make a fuss started to make a fuss again.

"Okay! If you want internal test questions, I'll give you the others, except for the ten I named, I will pay for the copying room to the school copy room! I want to see, if you want to win honor for the class and have a big dream, how many points can you get in this final exam!" The head teacher Zhang Kehan ​​announced with a face.

...

When school was over, the classmates in the class looked at Jin Ke with a strange look.

Some are mocking, some worshipping, and some are lucky enough to gloat.

But Jin Ke doesn't care about this.

He got the internal test questions and will review them carefully in the past few days, so that his second life will be a good start.

After arriving at home, Jin Ke was involved in the intense review.

In his last life, his two years of hard work during the second and third grades of junior high school laid a solid foundation for his junior high school grades.

In his three years in high school, although he was addicted to games and his academic performance was only at the mid-level, his understanding of these basic subjects is definitely far stronger than that of first-year junior high school students.

With his current learning level in the second grade of high school, it is really a waste of time to deal with the final exams of the first grade of junior high school, and it is so easy.

Of course, some specific knowledge points need to be familiarized with after a few days of review.

After starting to review, Jin Ke quickly recalled the knowledge he had at the beginning.

Just like a junior high school student doing Chinese mathematics in elementary school, it is simpler than he imagined.

My parents were very happy to see Jin Ke study so hard and earnestly.

But Jing Ke could still see the faint worry between their eyebrows, and heard them whispering something behind their backs.

At 11 o'clock in the evening.

Jin Ke pretended to go to bed and turned off the lights in the room.

Then he rushed to the balcony of his home, which was by his parents' window.

Sure enough, the two of them were still talking in a low voice.

"I escaped this landslide, I wonder if it means we are safe?" my mother's voice.

"It's hard to say, didn't we think so last time? It turned out to be dangerous." My father's voice.

"What I worry most now is that Ke'er seems to be involved in this matter. How could he dream of landslides and stop the driver in time?" his mother's voice.

"This is indeed strange. Could it be that those people remind us through him?" My father's voice.

"I think he can be safe only when we die. I really don't want him to get involved in this matter." My mother seemed to be sobbing.

"If I could spend more years with him, he would grow up and become more mature in his mind. I would feel more at ease when we leave him." My father sighed.

"Do you think that Ke'er after returning from the trip seems to be very different from before?" My mother's voice.

"I felt that he used to be a child. After returning from traveling, he felt like an adult. Whether it was his eyes or behavior, he was completely different from before he went out for a trip." My father's voice.

"I don't know what he dreamed of? What he experienced, and it's hard for us to ask him about these things." My mother's voice.

"We'd better not ask anything, just cherish the time we spent with him." The father was silent for a while and said a few words to his mother.
Chapter completed!