C position study, God chooses the way

Teacher Jennifer Wang Cuihua walked into the classroom with a lesson plan under her arm.

The first thing is to make sure there is no shortage of people in the classroom.

The second thing is to make sure that you have not gone to the wrong classroom.

The third thing is to say hello to the whole class in English, and the squad leader stands up emotionally and responds in English.

Zhang Yida was invited to stand at the end of the classroom again, and Teacher Wang asked him to bring his textbooks.

The reason he was invited to the back was still to drink milk.

Ke Han silently looked at the 1.5-meter-long straws at Zhang Yida's position, one section at a time, all connected together with short yogurt straws, and finally inserted them into the milk carton placed in the lower drawer of the desk.

The scene is very subtle, and you may lose your mind if you watch it too much.

It was not until the end of get out of class that Ke Han managed to recover from the weirdness caused by Zhang Yida.

The class break in this section is a little longer for 5 minutes, so everyone will run out at this time, lie on the railing for a while, and bask in the sun.

The door of every class is full of teenagers.

Ke Han was lying on the edge, watching his classmates fight with each other, his eyes narrowed slightly, like a group of cats.

In the center of his line of sight, Mu Heng was surrounded by people, giving advice to others.

In a few words, a big problem was clarified.

The scorching sunlight radiated from Mu Heng's body, and the inexhaustible confidence in his brows and eyes, if there is any expression, it is estimated that this will have exploded.

Ke Han thought to himself, this man is really like him before.

Ah, it's good to be young.

Before he finished sighing, he heard a special sigh coming from the direction of the second class behind him-"What can I do, this kind of thing is so troublesome, but since the principal wants me to go, I can only go. Why? The school wins glory, it should."

Before he finished speaking, Ke Han felt that the students next to him turned their heads in the direction of the sound source.

neat and tidy.

And he is in the middle of the line between the two points.

Ke Han got up silently and took two or three steps back, avoiding his sight.

The person who said this was Yan Zhao, surrounded by a small group of people, his face was full of superiority.

He noticed what was going on in class one, but he pretended not to understand, and continued to yell loudly: "Although my grades are average, only a little higher than everyone else's, I love my alma mater very much and am willing to win glory for my alma mater."

Ke Han looked at Yan Zhao's expression in the shadows, and finally realized why a class of students hated him so much.

There was a second of silence in the corridor.

"Ah."

Mu Heng handed back someone else's homework, and then smiled coolly.

He said: "Why didn't I find out that there is such a fresh and refined saying as 'the second best'?"

"Oh, my Chinese is not good, only one hundred and thirty forty points, no wonder."

Yan Zhao was furious.

His Chinese score is generally only [-] to [-] points, and he will never surpass Mu Heng.

Look around, there is no teacher.

Yan Zhao immediately bypassed Ke Han in three steps and two steps, rushed in front of Mu Heng, gritted his teeth and said, "Mu Heng, what do you mean?!"

Mu Heng smiled slightly.

"literal meaning."

As he spoke, he met Chen He's eyes and continued, "The principal was looking for me first, but I don't think this kind of opportunity can go to someone so easily. What's more, I don't have any shortages." , so I gave up. But—"

Ke Han stared at Mu Heng.

While pausing, Mu Heng blinked at him.

"I now feel that maybe we should give other students a chance. For example: Chen He in our class is pretty good..."

Chen He: "???"

Wait a minute?

Boss?

Are we looking at each other wrongly? !

He looked back at Mu Heng in disbelief.

That's right, Mu Heng was winking with Ke Han.

So, what does it matter to him, Chen He? !

There was something in Chen He's heart, but he knew he couldn't say it, because once he said it, Mu Heng's platform would be demolished by him.

Luo Keke noticed the subtle expression change on Chen He's face. Although he was very unkind, he still grinned silently.

Even Ning Weiwu smiled.

The representative of the math class is weak, pitiful, helpless, and cannot be dismantled.

Yan Zhao glanced at the people in the first class, and sneered, "You're already at the level of bullying others."

Mu Heng: "Yes, it's better than not even having a chance to bully others."

Ke Han felt that Yan Zhao was trembling with anger.

He thought that Yan Zhao was about to make a move, so he was a little hesitant to fight.

But in the end, Yan Zhao just put down the sentence, "If you have the ability, let him participate! If he has the ability, I consider myself unlucky!", and gave Ke Han a sideways look, turned around and left, very sensible of current affairs.

Ke Han breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a pity that he hadn't let go of his anger when he heard Mu Henglang say: "You said that, I didn't bully you."

Chen He was relieved.

Relieved, he walked into the classroom.

When passing by Ke Han, he did not forget to give him a cheering expression of "Come on brother".

The cruel words that Yan Zhao said just before he left were obviously - if you can let the crane next to you pass me by the tail, I will admit it.

Although Chen He is the representative of the mathematics class, his performance in all aspects is still very balanced, and he will not be at the bottom of the crane.

Therefore, after all the impossibilities have been eliminated, the remaining impossibilities, no matter how impossible, are still facts.

Mu Heng walked to Ke Han's side.

"Friend, are you willing to be the hope of a class?"

A class of students passed by in a hurry, and threw Ke Han's "Cheer for the Hope of the Whole Village" comic strip emoticon package in conjunction with Mu Heng.

Ke Han: "..."

Mu Heng: "Tell me, mathematics or hope, which one do you choose?"

Ke Han frowned: "You said you didn't know Yan Zhao."

Mu Heng raised his hand and touched his earlobe: "Yan Zhao? Who? Should I know him?"

"That's the one who was talking to you just now."

Mu Heng: "The things I can't remember are not important."

Ke Han raised his eyebrows. Apart from being unable to participate in the mathematics league, he actually has no problems with the rest of the extracurricular activities.

In order to avoid Mu Heng's continued "harassment", he decided to reluctantly become "hope".

Get out of class soon, and everyone returns to the classroom.

Mu Heng: "If you really don't want to participate in that competition, it's okay, I can go by myself without shame."

Ke Han: "I can go."

Mu Heng lowered his head slightly, looked into Ke Han's eyes, and smiled brightly: "Sure enough, people with good eyes are angels."