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The students in the eighth grade (3) and (4) classes saw that their Chinese teacher had changed from the bulletin board when they signed up on August 31, especially the students in the eighth (4) class were more concerned about who was the head teacher, but the head teacher He only hears his name but does not see his person.

Until the opening ceremony on the morning of September [-]st, they still did not see the head teacher.

Therefore, the word Xingren became the name with the most occurrences in the WeChat group on the evening of August 31st.

If there is a headline, he must be the moderator.

At the opening ceremony on September 1000st, the three grades of junior high school gathered, almost [-] people.

Arranged in a mighty manner on the playground.

After the flag-raising ceremony, the old principal warmly greeted everyone with the concern of all the teachers about their summer vacation fun. Before the topic was changed, he continued to sprint for the senior high school entrance examination in the graduating class of the third year of junior high school, and continued to work hard for the next semester.

It lasted half an hour, and when it came, it was procrastinated and undisciplined, but when it left, it was like soldiers and horses marching, orderly.

But it's gone in the blink of an eye.

Fang Zhongyao blatantly ate tofu on his lover's waist with his hands, and he ate it with relish: "Last night, I couldn't help myself, did it affect my class?"

Xing Renyi said indignantly, "How do you think I got here in those years as a teaching assistant?"

"I would also like to ask Mr. Xing to let me know."

"Your photo." Xing Ren made a gesture, which Fang Zhongyao understood in seconds.

Fang Zhongyao smiled maliciously: "Really? It's your fault that Mr. Xing hid such an interesting thing. Why don't you teach it by yourself tonight?"

Teacher Fang, who is a model teacher, accidentally revealed his beastly nature.

Dirty talk between lovers is only for flirting and cursing. This level is really not enough for the two who have unlocked various poses. Xing Ren patted his hand off, blushing and not panting I went back to the office to pick up my books and go to class.

There are eight classes in the eighth grade. Class (4) is on the first floor of Building B. It is the closest to the office, and it only takes 2 minutes to walk there.

When Xing Ren walked into Class 4 ([-]), dressed in a formal attire, the students who were originally restless voices were automatically muted.

The class teacher is a bit handsome.

Xing Ren put the textbooks and teaching materials on the podium and looked down at the group of fourteen and fifteen-year-old boys.

Every immature face is filled with youthful breath in every air.

This is the problem student Xing Ren will face next.

Xing Ren and the students looked at each other.

Student A thought worriedly: "Why is he looking at me? Is it exposed that I copied the answer?"

Student B thought beautifully: "The teacher is so pretty, I really want to fall in love with him."

The idea of ​​not being afraid of death is not only in the mind of a female student.

In this era of novels and goofy TV, I love people even if they are the same gender.

Students and teachers are in different moods.

Xing Ren felt that the coercion was almost released, so he took out his mobile phone.

"..." This operation is a bit puzzling.

Xing Ren pressed the phone and said, "Zhou Shu, come here."

Class monitor Zhou Shu stood up under the baptism of all eyes: "Teacher, what's the matter?"

Xing Ren looked at the gentle boy wearing glasses: "Is there a class group, is it convenient for the teacher to join?"

Zhou Shu nodded in fear.

Xing Ren handed over the phone.

Zhou Shucheng walked out of his seat in fear, took the mobile phone with two scratches on the screen of the head teacher, and scanned the code of the class group.

Mobile phones and people are already inseparable. With the vibration that everyone feels, a reminder message comes.

Each student looks down as Almond joins in "We Live To Make Things Happen."

Xing Ren took the phone: "Thank you, you can sit back."

When Zhou Shu sat back, Xing Ren said again: "Have you all brought your mobile phones? If you have any questions, please feel free to message me. Except for the time of dating, I promise to reply in seconds."

The girl asked questions in a hurry.

"Teacher, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Which time period was when you were in love?"

...

Xing Ren smiled: "I will introduce it to you another day. Before the class starts, please turn off the Internet on your mobile phones, turn them to silent and put them in the drawer."

Many students let out a long "cut" at the same time.

Xing Ren's smile did not change, and his eyes remained peaceful.

But for no reason, it makes people feel that a mountain rain is about to come.

Several class cadres walked in front of the surrender, and then no matter whether they surrendered to Xing Ren's smirk or followed suit, whether it was true or false, they all put their mobile phones in the drawer.

Xing Ren watched them finish all this with a smile on his face, then swiped his phone and started the voice call.

People who are yin and yang are exposed to the public's eyes immediately.

Xing Ren hung up the phone and said, "I'm sorry, I want to respect you, but you don't seem to take me seriously, why don't we talk about it today, so that we don't get bored with each other in the future, what do you think?"

Everyone was shocked, this teacher is really... boastful.

They may be one of the scumbags in the future. Most of them are scrambling to walk on the road of mediocrity. Seriously?

A 'student' bluffed: "You don't trust us at all."

Xing Ren straightened his back with a face of approval: "You guys are more self-aware than I guessed, but I really can't afford rewards for being a newcomer. I think trust and respect are two different things. Do you think it's right, Mr. Xiong Liwei?"

At this moment, no one was surprised that there was only one thought, that the head teacher was here to give them a bad blow.

Everyone with self-knowledge knows what Class 4 ([-]) is in the [-]th grade. Some people are responsible for the faults, and some ask everyone to retreat. It's like a big stage. No one knows what script they got, but they are all acting in their true colors.

The bluffing Xiong Liwei said vaguely: "I can't talk much about you when I read less."

Xing Ren smiled: "Your grades are not bad because you are simple-minded. You play basketball well."

Xiong Liwei blushed after being praised.

Everyone sighed: "In the final analysis, it is because the mind is simple and the limbs are well-developed."

The three fires of Xing Ren, the "newly appointed" head teacher, were almost on fire, and when the thread was pulled, he brought everyone back to the topic: "You may have a lot of thoughts about me, but in fact I also have the same feelings for you. You are four or five years old and you can't even afford to fall in love, so I don't ask you to understand the principles of life, but you guys, your parents sent you to school, not only believing that the teacher can teach and educate people , I feel that you are a talent, right?"

"Teacher, what's the brand of this bowl of chicken soup? It tastes a bit choking."

"Heavy tastes can stimulate the brain, maybe you will be sober." Xing Ren looked at this group of students who practiced "Everyone is drunk and I am alone".

"Teacher, I want to complain to you."

Xing Ren opened the textbook and said, "My surname is Xing Dan and my name is Ren. I am 28 years old and I am from Yanping County. Don't get me wrong... Can I go to class now?"

A group of students who were called brats by their head teacher who was a round older than him opened their textbooks unwillingly.