Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

The National Day holiday was fleeting, and Meng Xi finally finished the homework assigned by Song Huai, slept late at home, and got up again to report at school.

A week later, Tang De also knew that this group of students was urinating, so he simply arrived at school 10 minutes earlier and sat down in front of the podium, so that the students would not dare to fill the classroom and copy their homework.

"Hurry up if you haven't finished yet." Tang De crossed his legs, holding a thermos in his hand, and said leisurely, "Hurry up, I will ask the class representative to collect the Chinese homework soon—Ma Yong What are you doing, you are asked to do it or not to copy, my eyes almost fell to your deskmate."

The classmate named Ma Yong scratched his head, turned his head back resentfully, and bit the bullet to write a few reading comprehension questions.

"One by one, you didn't take the vacation seriously, are you bald now? They deserve it!" Tang De snorted, scanned the classroom, and suddenly saw Meng Xi with two Bluetooth earphones in his ears, writing in his notebook for a while. for a while.

Tang De understood it, put down his cup and walked over, knocking on Meng Xi's desk.

"?"

Meng Xi pressed the pause button, raised his head, and looked at him inexplicably.

"Why are you wearing headphones?" Because he hasn't caused any trouble these days, Tang De's tone has become a little more amiable, and he is less irritable. "What about calling your friend? Let him teach you to copy your homework remotely? Will that work? , can the copied things be yours?"

Meng Xi: "..."

"Okay, for the sake of your performance during this time, I won't punish you. The earphones are here with me, and I will take them back when you are on vacation."

When he didn't speak, Tang De thought he was guilty, so he spread his palms and shook, "Hand it over."

"..."

Meng Xi was speechless for a while, and simply took off an earphone and handed it to him, and tapped his ear.

"What? You still want me to connect with your intelligence agent?"

With a puzzled look on his face, Tang De took it subconsciously and put it on his ear.

As soon as I put it on, the audio was turned on and continued to play, and a clear voice came from my ear, "Listen to the sixth material, answer questions 6~8, we've been here five days, and wehaven'tseenalodonfogyet.well..."

"..."

Tang De was stunned. At this moment, Meng Xi turned the notebook in his hand and faced Tang De.He looked down, and there were a few cutouts of printing paper stuck to the notebook, which were the listening test questions for the mock paper of the English final paper of senior one in No. [-] City No. [-] Middle School.

City No. [-] Middle School has always been stingy, there are many famous teachers with high salaries in their school, so the simulation papers produced by the leaders of various subjects are not allowed to be circulated outside, and ordinary people cannot get their internal study materials.

As for how Meng Xi got his simulation paper, the answer is already obvious.

Tang De was embarrassed for a while. Seeing that Meng Xi was looking at him well for a moment, he had to pass the earphone over.

"Active learning is a good thing, but there is also a priority."

He made a haha, and then asked, "The math teacher is in the office right now, and I think it will be handed in later. Are you... finished?"

He didn't speak loudly, Song Huai hadn't arrived yet, and the front and back tables were separated by some distance.In addition to what Tang De said just now, everyone on the scene was frantically making up their homework. How could anyone notice what happened in that corner?

Tang De was also reminding Meng Xi that after all, if Meng Xi only took English tutoring, and the rest of the three major subjects had ugly math scores, then Zhao Qianqian would lose face and would definitely explode.

However, Meng Xi nodded calmly, "Well, it's done."

Tang De: "??"

finished?

Are you kidding me, can Meng Xi finish his math homework?

The news about their grade group spread. Zhao Qianqian assigned the most homework in each subject. On the surface, seven sets of papers were handed out. After returning home, it took several days to produce a set of summary papers with difficult and key questions for students to print. Come down and do it yourself.

This woman is not only cruel to others, but also cruel to herself.

Now that Meng Xi said that he had finished his math homework, Tang De didn't believe it. Didn't he see that the people below were all doing math?

Or if you don't know how to do it blindly, it will be done naturally.

He was about to feed Meng Xi a pot of chicken soup when the math class representative suddenly stood at the door and shouted a report. After entering, he said to the students below: "Ms. Zhao asked to accept homework."

With a sound, there was a wailing:

"What are you doing, why did you close it so early?"

"I don't have her class today..."

"Fuck, don't do it, let's do it like this. Who can finish this ghost paper."

"Crap, Lao Zhang, have you finished filling in the blanks? I'm still two questions away, so copy it for me."

"Copied a few, I just filled them in. Zhao Qianqian is too ruthless. She deliberately found a bunch of questions, but changed the numbers. I didn't figure it out even if I died."

The relationship between Tang De and Zhao Qianqian was not that harmonious, and everyone felt it vaguely, so they didn't shy away from him.

But even so, he coughed and said a few words meaningly, "Okay, take homework and scream, and sleep less on weekends, won't it be over? The leaders of all the teams are all moving, don't It’s been a while.” The team leaders had no choice but to go to the front row and start collecting homework.

The leader of the second largest group finished collecting the first two rows, and stared at Song Huai's empty desk for a moment. She looked at the desk and asked hesitantly, "Meng Xi, Song Huai isn't here?"

"?"

Meng Xi glanced at WeChat, but there was no movement. He said casually, "Maybe it's a bit blocked today."

The team leader said: "Then I'll skip him first. When he comes, you can tell him to let him go to Mr. Zhao's office to hand in his homework."

She was about to leave when Meng Xi suddenly waved and stopped her, "No, just wait."

After speaking, he began to dig out the belly of the table.

Team leader: "?"

After digging around for a while, Meng Xi took out a dozen papers from his schoolbag, rummaged through them, found one and handed it over.

"Give you."

He said.

The team leader took it subconsciously, and looked down, and there were two extremely beautiful big characters written in the upper left corner: Song Huai.

"........."

The team leader was dumbfounded, and the person sitting behind Meng Xi was also dumbfounded. Tang De looked puzzled.

"You, this, you?" Sitting behind Meng Xi was the representative of the biology class. A boy stuck "this, you, this, you" for a long time, and finally choked out a voice from everyone: "His test paper? What? With you?"

Meng Xi snorted, "He lent me the correction."

Oh shit.

The boy's eyes turned red with envy, "Song Huai is done? The stack you took out just now, could it be...?"

"Well, he let me here." Meng Xi thought he was talking too much, and was a little impatient, "What's the problem?"

Everyone: "..."

What else could be wrong!

What question do you really not know!

Not only did Meng Xi not know, he also stuffed Song Huai's test papers back into his schoolbag, put on headphones and continued to focus on his listening.

Several class committee members who were serious about mathematics partiality felt distressed for a while, thinking about the skylights opened on their test papers, they not only shed tears.

However, a group of girls headed by the representatives of the Chinese class showed gratified smiles.

It seems that Hailcp High-rise 3.0 is about to come out. I don’t know how many fairy wives will be passionate and bald tonight. Thinking about it makes me happy.

·

Zhao Qianqian sat in the office and corrected the test papers.

After changing it for a while, she couldn't help but stopped, rubbed her wrists, and did some eye exercises.

A math teacher in her 40s saw it and advised her: "Ms. Zhao, there is no need to hold on to the sophomore students. High school teachers are high-consumption occupations. You, you are young, and you still have a lot of time. , you still have to pay attention to your body."

Zhao Qianqian hummed, and said vaguely: "It's okay, I go for a physical examination every year, and I'm pretty healthy. It's just that I haven't been exercising much recently, and my waist and hands are a bit unbearable."

"Do more maintenance at ordinary times, it only takes a few minutes." The teacher said, "Don't be like my husband, who has a herniated disc in his 40s, and I also have rheumatism. When it is windy and rainy God can't take it."

"..."

Zhao Qianqian couldn't help being a little irritable.

She is only 30 this year, so why is she discussing the problem of herniated disc?

The nagging in her ear continued, so she simply changed the topic, "By the way, Mr. Chen, do you know any good intermediaries?"

Teacher Chen slapped his thigh and said, "Then you are asking the right person, my relative is acting as an intermediary. Why, do you want to rent a house or...?"

"Buy a house." Zhao Qianqian paused, her voice lowered by two points, "Is there any kind of reliable, good property and greening, and newly built house? It doesn't matter if it's far away from the city."

"There are no new houses that are bought and sold..." Teacher Chen smiled, "I'll ask you later, and ask her to keep it for you if there is any."

Zhao Qianqian smiled when she heard the words, "Thank you, it's really troublesome."

The two chatted for a few more words, and after resting enough, Zhao Qianqian went back to continue grading the test paper, and changed it to Song Huai's. When she saw those two words, she felt a headache, but when she saw the clean and refreshing test paper, she felt very relieved. , faintly revealing a bit of pride.

Also really tangled.

She took out Song Huai's paper and put it aside, intending to print it out as a template for the students to correct. When she turned over a paper, the red pen stopped.

Obviously it was an assignment just handed in, but it was full of marks written in red pens and blue pens. Except for the crosses, the red pen briefly wrote a few test points and analysis, and the blue pen followed like a dog crawling, detailing to Every step of the calculation is like wearing several jackets, which seriously affects the viewing experience.

"........."

Zhao Qianqian didn't need to think about it, the remaining few test papers must have such "Zhu Zhu".

She couldn't help sneering.

Do you want to change careers?

Okay, how can a good teacher not meet the requirements of a good student?

·

Before the next class, when the study committee went to hold the test papers, they gave Meng Xi a sentence.

"The teacher said that your test papers are very good." The study committee glanced at Song Huai awkwardly, and said bravely, "Also, since someone else does it for you, there is no need to change your test papers in the future..."

After speaking, he was still a little worried, afraid of being beaten.

However, Meng Xi just let out an oh.

The study committee member let out a huh, and wanted to ask him if he didn't hear clearly, but the monthly exam was just around the corner, and his small body couldn't bear any more damage, so after thinking about it, forget it, and ran away in a hurry with his things.

At the same time, Chen Jin, the mathematics class representative who had been at home for more than a month with a foot injury, finally came back.

The author has something to say: there is no update today, I want to rest for a while.

另外看了下大纲，顺利的话还有几万字剧情吧，你们想看的大场面就会来了（。）感谢在2020-03-1520:54:16~2020-03-1620:05:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Huai Chen, Utopia. 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: youth1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!