Hilarious sweetheart: chief palm treasure!

Chapter 685 My Teacher Is Too Heartless [31]

I couldn't figure it out, so I simply let my brain cells die in the math problems beyond the scope of the textbook.

Love seems to be a simpler thing than mathematics. In the entanglements again and again, Shen Lanzhou has no clue about the problems Si Shen gave him, but his mathematics scores have been improving all the way.

In the third semester exam, he even soared to the top ten in the grade.

The math teacher bent over laughing, called Shen Lanzhou to the office, and praised him for four or ten minutes in front of all the math teachers in the high school.

This time, the overall performance of the first class of the exam has also made great progress.

For almost a day, all the subject teachers walked in crying and walked out smiling.

Although the average score is still at the end of the age, the difference in the average score is not too much, and it is generally trending towards the average level.

The classmates in the class were also moved to tears.

"After living for so many years, this is the first time a teacher has lined up to praise me, grandma, this feeling is amazing!"

No one wants to be scolded, no one wants to be the last, if possible, everyone wants to be the first, everyone wants to be praised every day, not scolded.

After wandering around for so many years, most of the ordinary students only belatedly understood what a "student" is, and then gradually fell in love with the identity of a student.

On Friday, Si Shen moved out the last Chinese class, integrated the last class meeting together, and held a large "class meeting" for the students.

On the day of the holiday, except for the head teacher who is busy, the teachers of other subjects are relatively relaxed.

So Si Shen invited all the subject teachers from Class [-], lined up and praised the students, and then began to perform on theatrical programs.

Si Shen borrowed a guitar and played "Childhood".

His singing level is really not that good, but the rest of his voice is nice and his emotions are in place, so he just got mixed up like this.

At the climax, the whole class sang together.

……

An inch of time and an inch of gold
老师 说 过 寸 金 买寸 光阴

一 天 又 一 天 一 一 一 年

confused childhood

……

一 天 又 一 天 一 一 一 年

盼望 长大 的 童年

"Teacher! Do it again!"

An old song with ordinary and simple lyrics fell into everyone's heart.

Zeng Jiuba sat on the chair shaking his head and sang, "The girl in the class next door, why hasn't she passed by my window..."

But Shen Lanzhou looked at Si Shen's delicate profile.

The sunlight outside the window fell on him, dyeing the pure white into brilliant gold. His arms with his sleeves rolled up were resting on the guitar, and his white and slender fingers slowly moved the strings.

Gradually, his world quieted down.

The noisy singing is gone, and the classmates who are shaking their heads are gone, only the outline of that man is deeply imprinted in my mind.

When the singing stopped and Si Shen walked out of his sight with the guitar, he gradually came back to his senses.

There are a total of ten groups in the class, and each group must present a program.

Some were reciting a poem, some were cross talk in dialect while holding up the lines, and some were singing songs with foreign tunes. When it came to Shen Lanzhou's group, Zeng Jiuba rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go on stage.

"I'll give everyone a set of eight punches!"

The main purpose of this activity is to exercise the face of the students in the class, not the quality.

Shen Lanzhou's group is all veterans in the class, and their cheeks don't need to be exercised at all.

"How can Wang Baquan do it? Let me do a set of radio gymnastics for everyone! Is the time calling or dancing youth?"

(End of this chapter)