The music class was taken over again

Yan Ze patted her hand down and asked, "Did you have breakfast in the morning?"

Scheming Joe looked at her for a while, and said naturally, "I haven't eaten yet."

Yan Ze was silent for a while, then said: "Then there is no food in the cafeteria now."

Qiao Zheng pouted, aren't you talking nonsense?

"Director Yan..." A male teacher walked over in a big way. Before Yan Ze could reply, Teacher Zhang's face was already stretched out, and a pair of ox eyes were full of fierceness.

"Li Xiaokai, Li Xiaokai, I knew it was you when I came here, and you really didn't disappoint me!"

Teacher Zhang was still swearing passionately, while the class teachers of several other students also came to lead them one after another, and those who had a bad temper would just kick them.

Yan Ze didn't intervene, quietly watching the head teacher beating and scolding, and she left after the flag-raising ceremony was over.

During the morning reading, Yan Ze chatted with Lei Xueming.

"Yes, yes, my class is the same. I'm such an idiot. I tore up several books every night."

"If it goes on like this, asking them to correct their mistakes every day is really a waste of money." Yan Ze frowned tightly, his eyes were worried.

"This group of bears just don't have a long memory, they're shaking their heads, and they'll tear them apart!" Lei Xueming said violently.

"In the past, if I made a mistake, I would copy it ten times and twenty times. I didn't expect that this method of using the pen would be useless." Yan Ze murmured. , tear it up as soon as you say it, she herself feels distressed.

But the wrong question book can't be corrected, so what's the use of keeping it.

After morning reading, the first class was math class. Yan Ze held the wrong book in the class and slammed it heavily on the table, stirring up a faint piece of chalk.

Yan Ze frowned, threw his hands at the flying dust in front of him, and said displeasedly: "Who is on duty? The podium is full of chalk dust!"

She looked up at the countdown on the upper right corner of the blackboard again: "The day before yesterday was 220 days, why is it still 220 days today, have you time-traveled?"

As soon as the class teacher came to the class, she started to find faults, which meant that she was in a bad mood at the moment, and everyone kept silent, for fear of offending Mr. Miejue.

"I found out that there was a wrong question in the wrong question book before, and I asked you to copy it ten times or twenty times, but it didn't work. What do you think should I do?" Yan Ze looked around the class. , as if hundreds of silver needles swished down, waking up everyone who was in a daze.

No one in the class dared to speak.

"Since the wrong question book can't be used to correct mistakes, then tear it up! Let you correct your mistakes. Not only will you not be able to correct your mistakes, but you will also waste time and money!"

As he said, Yan Ze picked up the top notebook and pulled it left and right. The notebook is thick, so it won't make a refreshing scoffing sound like tearing a piece of paper. Everyone heard a prolonged broken sound, slowly, Like torture.

The original silence turned into dead silence.

I don't know who was unlucky.

The eyes of the students in the front row were evasive, trying to identify whether it was their own notebook, but also afraid of the piercing eyes of the head teacher.

In fact, Yan Ze was just pretending that the torn notebook was an old notebook of hers.Compared with these teenage children, her heart and eyes can wear strings.

The students were really frightened, and they didn't dare to vent their anger.

Yan Ze said: "Okay, I read the name, it's well written, take it back first, and the rest, come find me during extracurricular activities!"

The students froze for a while, hoping that the head teacher would call him quickly.

"Zhou Xiu."

"Ning Fei..."

"Jiang Huan..."

The students who took back the wrong test book put down their hearts hanging in the air, and were very happy. Some people wrote this kind of joyful emotion on their faces, and they were scolded by Teacher Yan: "Why are you laughing? I'm very happy, aren't you? There are no mistakes in my notes, but you have corrected dozens of questions for me in half a year, why didn't I see that your correct rate is so high when I gave you the homework?"

The classmate smiled awkwardly and hurried away.

Yan Ze stopped reading, and put the rest of the notebooks together at hand.

Wang Chuan was not read his name, and asked Su Qi with disbelief: "You didn't hear my name?"

Su Qi said coldly: "I heard it in a dream!"

After dealing with the wrong book, Yan Ze should still give a lecture.

After class, she saw Qiao Zheng and Yang Leqian going to the bathroom together, so she called out from behind: "Teacher Qiao?"

Yang Leqian knew who it was as soon as she heard the voice, and ran into the bathroom like a rabbit without knowing it.

Qiaozheng came back to her senses, and stood there gracefully, with red bubbles bubbling in her head.

"You go first, come to my office later." Yan Ze said without any emotion.

Qiao Zheng couldn't wait: "No, I'll go to your office now."

In the office, Yan Ze took out a compressed biscuit and pushed it over the table: "Didn't you have breakfast?"

"I..." The corner of Qiaozheng's mouth twitched, "Ah...haha, yes, I didn't eat, then...thank you, Teacher Yan."

This is a love biscuit, so what if it is compressed!

Yan Ze watched her eat, and said, "Why don't you go downstairs to have breakfast in the morning, it's easy to get fat if you don't eat breakfast."