He responded in the kitchen, Zhang Ruowan raised the corners of her mouth slightly and walked towards the teaching building.

The graduating class is on the seventh floor of the laboratory.

Below is an empty classroom, which will be very quiet and suitable for studying.

She walked up and as soon as she reached the door of the class, the class bell rang, and students who were still chatting in the corridor came in one after another.

Every desk is piled with stacks of books.

"Ban Ren."

"Teacher, Xiaoli and Chen Wei are in love."

"Don't spread rumors and don't leave after class."

"Hahaha."

Children of this age are youthful and energetic, and are in a stage where they are ignorant about love. The school is strict, so parents have to be invited to fall in love.

This one is in love with that one, and that one is in love with someone in the next class.

Everyone was guessing and joking a lot.

"Study quietly." Zhang Ruowan didn't take it seriously. He walked to the podium and put the homework on it. "I won't hand out the composition text yet. The teacher has not finished correcting it yet. I will hand it out in the second period."

"Stop it, teacher."

"I don't want to rewrite."

"I think I have to rewrite it again, teacher, please be merciful."

The bolder boys will always make trouble, and Zhang Ruowan has a good temper, and they will also act coquettishly and cutely.

"If your writing is not good, rewrite it. You copy it randomly every time. Do you know what the composition you write means?" Zhang Ruowan sounded helpless.

"I can't understand." The boy teacher replied.

"You can't even understand what you wrote." Zhang Ruowan didn't know what to say.

"Teacher, you understand."

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Wei Dong, you are really a talent."

The class burst into laughter again, "Teacher, you understand. Doesn't this make you prepare to rewrite?"

"Everyone, be quiet." Zhang Ruowan said, "Don't disturb other students who are doing homework. Just read quietly. The seniors will also come to inspect in a while."

The class became quiet again.

Zhang Ruowan walked to the podium, opened the remaining homework books, and began to revise the composition seriously. She would read every article carefully, and she would correct any grammatical errors and write down her opinions.

Off stage.

Three or two people were whispering to each other, looking at Zhang Ruowan from time to time.

"This is the first time I haven't finished correcting my composition. I've already posted it before, and I still have to talk about who wrote well, how many points they got on the test paper, and which sentence pattern was used well. I haven't finished correcting it today."

"Didn't you say that her husband had a quarrel with her?"

"Ban Ren can't make any noise. She never got angry with us. Last time Wei Dong was angry with her, but in the end she was able to talk calmly. How could she have a temper?

"It seems to me that men like to pick on this kind of temperless woman, just like a steamed bun. It would be terrible if the family is wrong."

"Ah?" The female classmate who heard the gossip in front also turned around and said in surprise, "Is our class already miserable?"

As soon as she finished speaking, several people behind her hurriedly sat down and covered their heads with books, while her deskmate was desperately tugging at her school uniform.

"I'll listen more, they said Ban Ren...ah..." She was pinched by her deskmate and screamed. She turned around and saw Zhang Ruowan looking at her on the podium.

Although he knew that the other party had no temper, he was so shy that he wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

It was just that Zhang Ruowan was too kind and fair, so he felt very guilty when he was caught by her.

This class teacher would never embarrass anyone in public, so he didn't say anything. After a while, he lowered his head to correct her homework.

Next, the class became quiet.

When get out of class was about to end, the grade principal walked back and forth twice, and then walked back to the teacher's office. Zhang Ruowan also corrected his homework before get out of class was over, and then walked out of the classroom.

As soon as he left, the classroom exploded.

"Really? Her husband doesn't have a good relationship with her? Are you still crying?"

"Are you very poor? That handsome, tall chemistry teacher? We used to see him often when we were in the first grade of junior high school."

"It is said that……"

"What have you heard? Do you have evidence? Just spread rumors like this." The monitor interrupted their conversation and darkened his face, "The teacher's office is next door. What will the monitor do if he is overheard? Isn't it true that you are responsible? "

Hearing this, they fell silent.

Everyone wants to know the gossip. Although Zhang Ruowan is very strict with them and has a lot of homework, he still wants them to arrive early in the morning and go back very late at night to work hard with them.

She is strict and dedicated at the same time. Each question in the test paper has been done by herself before letting them do it. How many people got this question wrong and how many people got it right. Who is right and who is wrong? She knew who was at fault every time, was very concerned about their results, and was very responsible.

Such a teacher makes it impossible for you to go against her. You can't go against her at all, and you can't find fault with her.

Chapter 342 A good teacher who loves his family (4)

"Ring ring ring."

"Send the essay first. The one with the highest score this time is Xi Yang. The sentences throughout the essay are smooth, the center is clear, and there are classic sentence patterns."

"Open the composition text. Many students have made mistakes in the same place. Let's briefly talk about them."

"This is next week's question. Now please take out the exercises and turn to page ninety-seven. We will add another knowledge point."

Zhang Ruowan stood on the stage, and her voice was gentle and soft when giving lectures. Normally, no one spoke, so she could hear her clearly. But today, for some reason, it was noisy all the time.

"Look at the second question." After she finished speaking, she looked to the end and said nothing.

The little guy who was talking quickly lay down again and put up his textbook. The student who was secretly playing with his mobile phone realized that the atmosphere was not right and hurriedly hid his mobile phone.

You are not allowed to bring mobile phones to school, and you have to go through inspection when you return to school, but there are always some geniuses with great powers who can use various means to avoid it.

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