I was mentally ill and was selected to participate in the strange rules talk

As a merchant, you don't let me enter the store, how do I know what to buy? You have to let me go in first, and then I decide whether to buy it or not!

The good-tempered politics teacher couldn't hold himself any longer, and his voice rose several degrees.

You don't even know what you want to buy? Why should I let you into my store?

What Jiang Xiao said was serious, and upon closer inspection, there was even some truth in it.

I'm not! You, me...

Looking at the incoherent political teacher, Jiang Xiao reluctantly relaxed the conditions.

If you really want to see it, you can lie down in front of the glass window outside our store and look at it. After you see it, you can decide whether to go into the store to buy it. I won't let you into my store until you can't decide to buy it.

Who's climbing through the window? Me?

Yes, you.

I, a customer, want to come to your store to buy something, but you don't even let me in through the front door, and you make me shrink and lean outside the window to look at the products?

Don't talk nonsense! You [are not a customer who wants to come to the store to buy goods]. You can't even decide to buy. Why do you say that to yourself?

My mother!

Jiang Xiao's words hit the political teacher's mark.

Who is this person!

Okay, let's put it another way. I want to buy it, but I'm still hesitant. How should you persuade me to buy your product?

I recommend you buy it.

Huh? The politics teacher was stunned: What do you suggest?

It's just a suggestion that you buy it. It's just a suggestion. Do you understand the suggestion? As a teacher, you must know the meaning of the suggestion, right?

No. The politics teacher touched his Mediterranean: I know the suggestions, but no, what I mean is, how should you suggest me to buy? Be more specific?

Okay, then I would like to specifically suggest you buy my video.

Fuck squidshet!

The politics teacher wanted to curse, but couldn't find a reason for a while.

You just said Jiang Xiao suggested it?

You asked for specific suggestions, and they also gave [specific suggestions].

My deskmate Wang Qiang, who woke up from his sleep at some point, was also confused.

Brother Xiao, you are a business wizard! As long as I enter your store, everyone will buy your videos! You deserve to be in business!

Some students moved their mouths and retorted, but like the politics teacher, they could not find a reason to refute.

Let me ask you.

Jiang Xiao's business method is to achieve a 100% transaction rate in stores.

The political teacher who broke the defense didn't attend the class, so he just excused himself to go out to take a phone call and left.

As soon as he took off his front feet, the sleeping classmate in the back row opened his eyes as if he had been induced by some magnetic field.

Then they coincidentally took out the snacks that Jiang Xiao bought for them at the small shop during his lunch break.

Seeing the teacher being forced back by him, Jiang Xiao smiled proudly and sighed.

It's really a hearty IQ battle.

After some brainstorming, Jiang Xiao forgot about finding trouble for Xinyi for a while.

Everyone:.

Dragon Kingdom Live Room.

[I said, why is it sunny? It turns out it was Jiang Shen who made me speechless! 】

[Okay, okay, what a business wizard~]

[Well, I think that Wang Qiang can be considered a phoenix. 】

[I feel like I need to grow my brain. I think the method Jiang Xiao said is not completely unfeasible.]

[Yes, but although it increases your successful transaction rate, it infinitely decreases the number of your transactions, understand? 】

Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Mu Xitang and Bai Yi were writing cheat sheets frantically at this time.

While excerpting Jiang Xiao's flexible thinking, he muttered I've learned, I've learned.

Don't learn this kind of thing!

Sun Wei blushed, feeling that she would have to warn Jiang Xiao again when he came back.

In addition to the rule that they cannot bully others and lead Mu Xitang and Bai Yi into bad situations, there is another rule: You cannot show off your IQ casually. 】

【Dingling bell~Dingling bell~】

The politics teacher left without any movement, and the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Then it rang.

【Du~du! 】

After two crisp whistles, very rhythmic running music came.

[1, 2, 3, 4, 1234! 】

Um?

Jiang Xiao frowned. The follow-up to the ringtone seemed wrong, right?

【In the first month of the first month~In the first month of the first month~】

[Hang red lights in front of every house~]

[There is no light hanging in front of the little widow’s door~]

[It’s so sad~ I have to cry in front of my soul, what the hell are my relatives~]

Why is Little Widow Going to the Grave placed behind 1234? Whose school puts such running bells?

A little perverted!

I really thought it was a running exercise, but I don’t know, I thought it was a visit to a grave!

Brother Xiao, you don't have filial piety, are you going here?

You go ahead, I don't have any hobby in this area.

Not to mention not having filial piety, even if she had filial piety, Jiang Xiao was not in the mood to visit the grave

Brother, hide it then. Those school discipline committee members have sharper noses than dogs. I won't say any more. I'm going to line up!

After saying that, Wang Qiang quickly followed everyone out of the classroom.

Curious~

Are these people just running for fun, or are they following Yin music and crying in their graves?

Unable to hide his curiosity, Jiang Xiao did not hide, but went to the corridor outside the classroom to see what was going on.

I saw that the playground had become a flowing, plain white ocean.

Running indeed.

It’s just that the scene is too quiet.

There should be hundreds of people on the playground, but there was no sound at all when their footsteps landed.

I don’t know if it’s some form of movement or what.

Their running posture is more like floating.

No matter whether their academic performance is good or bad, everyone's face has no expression at all.

There's even some weird coldness

Jiang Xiao didn't know what the legendary Yin soldiers looked like.

But at least, he now has a reference point in his mind.

These students are not said to be Yin soldiers, but if you want to say that they are dead people, no one will refute it.

Jiang Xiao was fascinated by what he saw here.

He didn't realize that a group of school discipline committee members wearing white mourning uniforms had already arrived behind him.

This classmate, where are your filial piety clothes?

Without even bothering to look back, Jiang Xiao said helplessly.

You said, do you have to wear mourning clothes?

Which class are you in? Who is the class teacher? Come to the teaching office with me.

Jiang Xiao frowned and said dissatisfied.

Whether I wear mourning clothes or not, this is my personal behavior. Why do you ask about my class and class teacher?

Yo?

A little black guy with a middle score in the school's Discipline Inspection Committee laughed.

What do you mean? You seem to be planning to carry it alone, right? Tsk, you have a sense of collective honor~

Jiang Xiao shook his head, indicating that what he said was wrong.

I mean, why do you say that I am not wearing mourning clothes? Or, why do you say that what I am wearing is not mourning clothes?

School Discipline Inspection Committee: ?

No, buddy, are you Ke Zhen'e? Are you blind or do you think we are blind?