Days and nights for school grass

When the Chinese teacher came in, the happy atmosphere in the classroom still did not subside.

She frowned, patted the podium vigorously, and scolded: "What are you doing? Rebellion? You are the loudest on the whole floor. Have you memorized the text yet?"

The laughter stopped abruptly, as if the pause button had been pressed.

The young female teacher on the podium was upset, and said: "In the entire science class of the second year of high school, your class has the worst grades. If you don't study hard, you will know how to play. Look at the class next door. Don't talk about other subjects, just go for it. For Chinese, the average score is ten points lower than them."

The whole class was silent.

The Chinese teacher is Dai Lian, who has just graduated and is an intern teacher. Now she mainly takes music classes.

The original Chinese teacher took a long vacation because of a family member's illness, and there were vacancies in Class [-] and Class [-].

Originally, other Chinese teachers should take the lead, but Dai Lian left her relationship and applied to lead Class [-] of the second year of high school.

The relationship was cleared up, but after the assigned class came down, Dai Lian was dumbfounded.

It's not Class [-], Grade [-], but Class [-], Grade [-]. Class [-], Grade [-] is led by other senior Chinese teachers.

Dai Lian's lungs were about to explode, it was obvious that she looked down on her.

Other trainee teachers couldn't handle this kind of thing at all. Hearing her complain about the injustice, she said in a nonchalant manner: "This is a good opportunity to exercise. It is all thanks to you that you improved the grades of Class Five. With the transfer to the official establishment, the year-end bonus has also been settled.”

Dai Lian's face was dark, and she bit the bullet to understand the results of Class Five. This understanding made her mentally unbalanced instantly.

Judging from the results of the final exam and preliminary examination of the first year of senior high school, Class Two and Five of Senior High School ranked first from the bottom both in terms of average score and total score.

Among them, those who missed the exam were completely delayed.

Dai Lian didn't understand why she missed the exam, so she unilaterally labeled the students in Class [-] on the report card.

She was very dissatisfied, she was thrown over to bring a bottle of oil even though she was good enough to teach a class.

Therefore, facing the students in Class [-], Dai Lian didn't have a good face at all.

Dai Lian satirized their grades on the podium, she was halfway through speaking, and suddenly found that the whole class looked strange, and they all glanced at the last row of the fourth group.

Qin Zhou didn't take many complete exams, but what was imprinted in their minds was his nearly perfect score, so everyone called him a god of learning.

"Yes, the pair at the same table in the fourth group are you."

Dai Lian asked them to stand up, "Qin Zhou, because of your lack of exams, you have been seriously hindered. It doesn't matter if you don't want to study, can you think about it for the class?"

Qin Zhou remained expressionless and did not explain.

The representative of the Chinese class raised his hands, "Teacher, Qin Zhou is not in good health, so he asked for leave to go to the hospital so he didn't take the exam."

Dai Lian let out a "huh", "Okay, there's no need to find excuses, they are all from the past, who doesn't know."

The face of the whole class changed slightly, and they looked at her in surprise.

Pei Yun supported the back of the chair, laughed lazily, and said in a drawn-out tone: "What does the teacher mean, as long as you are sick and ask for leave, you are skipping class?"

Dai Lian knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, but she didn't say much, and looked at Pei Yun again, "You are a transfer student, and your final grade doesn't count, but what happened to your test? 38 points? Are you sleepwalking?"

Pei Yun couldn't help but smile, "The gift for you is very suitable for you. Does this beautiful line look like yourself when you look in the mirror?"

A dead silence.

The whole class once again refreshed their cognition.

This boss is harmless and indeed harmless, he looks like a real dog, and he is not afraid of the teacher at all.

Qin Zhou glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Help me out?"

Pei Yun: "I told you I'll cover you, no thanks."

Dai Lian's psychological quality was too poor, and she ran away in anger.

Pei Yun waited for the old grandson to ask him to go to the office to have a heart-to-heart talk, but nothing came of it.

He turned the pen, looked at the initial self-criticism written on the table, and wondered, "What's going on?"

Over the past few days, Ye Langxing was not too afraid of him, and turned around and said: "Lao Sun is the most protective, Xue Shen is his favorite student, it's no wonder he doesn't get angry when she ridicules him like this."

Pei Yun said "oh", "Will I be praised in this case? Then I don't need to write the review?"

Ye Langxing: "Wake up, face the reality well."

Chu Hao rushed in from outside the classroom, and shouted from afar: "Brother Pei, my grandson wants you to add a thousand words of self-criticism!"

Ye Langxing's expression was as expected.

Pei Yun blinked: "Why?"

Chu Hao ran a few steps, panting a bit, and said intermittently: "Oh, what, did you change the score of the test paper?"

Pei Yun just remembered this, opened his eyes wide, and turned to look at Qin Zhou, "Didn't I change the score back?"

Qin Zhou was also taken aback, "You haven't changed?"

The two looked at each other, Pei Yun covered his face, "Forget it, you don't have to worry about debts. What else did the old grandson say?"

"Hand in before noon, and you won't be allowed to eat until you finish writing." Chu Hao said sympathetically.

Pei Yun looked at the time silently, "This is already the end of the third class."

Chu Hao said: "You don't listen to the class, so make up for it after class."

Pei Yun picked up the pen and quickly wrote on the paper. He still had time to teach him: "Your ideas are dangerous, and you should behave like you are in class. This is the respect for the teacher."

Qin Zhou was writing an English practice paper, glanced at the questions, filled in the brackets with A, and said calmly, "Then don't sleep in class."

Pei Yun: "I don't call it sleeping, it's called meditating, and I use spiritual thoughts to communicate with the teacher's spirit."

Ye Langxing was thoughtful, "How is the effect? ​​Can you understand?"

Several people looked at him in unison.

Ye Langxing looked confused: "What's wrong?"

Pei Yun couldn't bear to be fooled by such an honest person, so he took out his notebook and threw it in front of him, "This is the note I wrote when I communicated with the teacher."

Ye Langxing opened it enthusiastically, but stiffened.

The deskmate looked at Yu Yu, "How is it? What did you see?"

Ye Langxing sighed, closed the notebook, and handed it back to him, "The winding contours when depicting thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

Xiang Yu: "Garbled characters are garbled characters, and the outlines are returned."

Ye Langxing: "Give the school bully some face, so you don't beat me up. Like you, you won't survive three episodes."

Xiang Yu hugged him.

Pei Yun laughed so hard that she couldn't hold her pen steady, and felt that the students in No. [-] Middle School were also quite interesting.