The music class was taken over again

Qiaozheng stood up, she didn't care about sitting anymore, her aura was not high enough, she could look down at Yan Ze when she stood up.

"Am I such a dark person? Let me just say, why are you so serious, you are targeting me, you are unreasonable and you are making trouble, you are unreasonable!"

Yan Ze also stood up, and Qiao Zheng immediately felt a sense of oppression, as if the air had become heavier, and her shoulders were a little sore.

"That's not the point, Mr. Qiao, I found a very serious phenomenon. I don't know what charm you have, and you make my students look like meat and vegetables. Since you are their goddess, you have to act Positive idol effect, skipping class to see your show, I don’t want to see it a second time.”

Qiaozheng stared at her aggressively: "Did I use brain waves to control them? Is it my fault for being too attractive? I can't reason with people like you!"

"Sit down, I want to talk to you seriously, I don't want to quarrel with you." Yan Ze's tone softened.

Qiao Zheng hugged her chest and turned her head aside.

Yan Zhi pressed her shoulders and pushed her down on the chair.

This action aroused Qiao Zheng's rebellious psychology, and she immediately stood up again.

So Yan Ze sat down, and said coolly: "Then you can stand, you can just stand and listen."

Qiao Zheng: "If you tell me to stand, I will stand. I will sit down."

She sat down again.

"When you are in class, chat with your classmates often."

Qiao Zheng: "Yeah, what's wrong? Is there something wrong? I'm not taking sign language classes."

Yan Ze twitched the corners of his mouth, let out a breath, and said with a little impatience on his face, "Speak well."

Qiao Zheng shook her head, very unprincipled.She felt that Yan Ze seemed to be holding back his anger. She was in charge of the whole grade, the students were afraid of her, and the teachers listened to her. No one dared to argue with her like that, right?

Thinking of this, Qiao Zheng was a little happy.I'm the one who gives the head teacher a look.

"It's not to keep you from chatting, I hope you pay attention to the influence, and don't instill 'luck' and 'study is useless'."

Qiaozheng thought about it seriously. She did talk a lot in class. She said that she was a college classmate with a vase, and her professional courses were at the lower level in the class, but her husband was from a marketing company. It has become a very beautiful little third line.

She also said that there are many ways out of life, don't take the college entrance examination too important, don't be too nervous.But her original intention was that she didn't want her classmates to have too much pressure.

snort!There is no reason to blame her, Yan Ze just wants to find fault with her!

"Don't put a hat on me, I can't afford it. I'm just chatting nonsense, not to the point of brainwashing.

Yan Ze said: "The speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention, or the listener has no intention. Teacher Qiao, maybe I am too sensitive. I just hope that my students will not be disturbed by any factors. I will work hard in the last year. The last thing I want to see is that when I make a choice, I regret it.”

"Actually, you are right. Fortune is force majeure. The future has nothing to do with grades. Some of my college classmates are already associate professors, some have started their own businesses and are now worth millions, and some have entered foreign and state-owned enterprises. I was a teacher in high school. , it’s relatively poor. It’s just a matter of probability, people who work hard have a higher chance of living well.”

Seeing her sullen look, Qiaozheng boasted out of conscience: "It's not bad, well, there are many levels of teachers. You are a special teacher or a director. You are still so young. I think you are amazing." .”

The words are nice, but the expression is still so unhappy.

Yan Ze smiled, knowing that Hua Peacock would not sincerely praise herself.

"Go back, it's wasting your time."

Qiao Zheng rolled her eyes, "Stop being hypocritical, I'm leaving."

"and many more."

"What's the matter?"

Yan Ze took a pen, tapped the cap on the table, and said, "I'll remind you about your attire for the last time."

Qiao Zheng looked down at her chest, and there was indeed a little spring.

She doesn't like to wear silk stockings, and she makes a cut at every turn, which makes her feel ugly, so she is bare-legged again today.

Yan Ze: "Your skirt, you can see everything when you bend down. Even if you are not in school, you, a girl, should pay attention."

Qiao Zheng really bent over, raised her hips, and then quickly turned around: "What did you see?"

Her movements were too fast, Yan Ze didn't see anything yet, only the round big white legs were dangling in her mind, she said unnaturally: "Don't make trouble."

Qiao Zheng raised the hem of her skirt: "This is skirt pants!"

The author has something to say: a little more, a little less, sorry.Cheers to all the test takers, pass with a high score.