Strong alliance

Boss Lei didn't go on with this lesson, but continued with yesterday's rehearsal paper.

Looking at the grades of the baby boy, the smile on Mr. Lei's face gradually collapsed. When he talked about classical Chinese, he finally couldn't help it. He pointed to the students below and said, "I think you have opinions on me. Except for the big composition, I will give you 50 points." The average score of our class is only [-], and we didn't even meet the passing mark... My heart is so bad!"

Zhang Feiyang, a gag who can make jokes anytime, touched the phone with one hand, raised the other hand and said, "Mr. Lei! Conscience, our favorite teacher is you, you must pass the exam next time! "

"Can you look at me sincerely when you say this, chubby sports committee?" Boss Lei covered his face with a paper, and pointed to Zhang Feiyang's deskmate: "Chen Yue, put away his cell phone." .”

"Okay, teacher." Chen Yue responded obediently, and stretched out her white palm in front of Zhang Feiyang: "Hand it over, or you will bear the consequences."

Zhang Feiyang was quite afraid of Chen Yue. After all, gentle people are more terrifying than Yasha. He honestly handed over his mobile phone and said to Mr. Lei: "Mr. Lei, I was playing online with Xiao Xi just now, and he also Playing with the phone!"

With his head on the table, Xiao Xi, a stealthy carry player, immediately raised his head with a quick shake, and the villain on the screen was also killed.

His face hardened, and he looked towards Zhang Feiyang, with a line of words "Are you an idiot?" written brightly on his face.

Looking back, Zhang Feiyang also had a line of words written on his face, "Good brother, share the difficulties together, and share the blessings without sharing."

"..."

Mr. Lei sighed: "An Yu, you also put away the cell phone at the same table."

Staring at the textbook, An Yu was distracted, and when he heard someone calling his name, he suddenly came back to his senses, with a paralyzed face: "Teacher, what did you say?"

The effect of his slumped face is very impressive, as if he was demonstrating. Rao Boss Lei couldn't stand it no matter how good-tempered he was, he glanced this way: "Okay, Xiao Xi, give me your mobile phone, and take it with you." 800 word check to get it."

"..." Xiao Xi got up and walked towards the podium, and asked casually: "Why doesn't Zhang Feiyang use it? It's not fair!"

Boss Lei rolled his eyes, as if he really had such a reason, so he said: "It's really not fair, Zhang Feiyang, you also give me the phone, and bring the 800-word review to get it."

Xiao Xi suddenly became more beautiful, and met Zhang Feiyang who came to give away the mobile phone, and said "hahaha" silently, extremely arrogant.

"Brother Xi! You are too cruel!" Zhang Feiyang whispered, gritting his teeth.

"To each other." Xiao Xi happily returned to his seat.

It's the most enjoyable to have a back and forth.

Boss Lei, who had harvested the loot, was in a better mood, and couldn't help but say a few more words about this phenomenon: "The teacher who teaches our class has jointly responded to the problem of playing with mobile phones in class several times. I can't get too used to you. In the future If I catch you playing with your mobile phone in class, you can ask for it with your own inspection.”

He Chen, who was holding back his laughter for a long time, interrupted and asked, "Boss Lei, is the inspection 800 words each time?"

Boss Lei took a sip from the thermos, and drank the wolfberry that he accidentally bitten along with him, and said with a smile: "Hearing your tone of 800 words seems like a piece of cake, are you thinking about committing more crimes?"

broken!

He Chen sat up straight, fearful: "I didn't mean that! You believe me!"

"Then what do you mean? Bullying me!" Mr. Lei raised two mobile phones: "Well, let's do an overlay, the first time is 800, the second time is 1600...then the tenth time is 8, Who will be the first big baby in our class to win the lottery."

What a fart award!

A lot of big babies in class one are habitual offenders. They all howled when they heard this request, and they couldn't help touching their mobile phones twice... How can they live.

And the recidivist among them included Wei Qiao, his face turned black, and he slapped He Chen on the back of the head: "I'll make you talk!"

Seeing He Chen hugging his head and screaming, the big babies howled and turned into elementary school geese, laughing all the way.

Sitting behind him, Xiao Xi was really watching, Wei Qiao's slap had the urge to knock He Chen's head off, Xiao Xi couldn't hold back, and just fell down laughing.

An Yu also hooked his lips, and his mood seemed to improve a lot.

Perhaps, he should go back to school earlier.

An Yu thought to himself.

"Okay, let's go on to class." Mr. Lei interrupted the episode: "Continue to look at the classical Chinese part, this time the test is the "Jing Ke Assassination of the King of Qin" that we have studied, I think the score you got in the test is to assassinate me. "

After being slapped, He Chen was in an extremely bad mood, but he still didn't change his cheap talk, and answered in a low voice: "The test paper also wants to assassinate us."

Mr. Lei seemed to have a good ear when he was in class. He heard this clearly, and directly called He Chen to translate the full text.

Headed by Xiao Xi, all the faces were filled with the expressions of eating melons and watching the show, not thinking it's a big deal.

Asking the scumbags to translate classical Chinese is tantamount to killing them. No one knows what they will translate.

Xiao Xi listened for a while, and felt that He Chen probably used all his skill points on how to anger Wei Qiao, and the translation was really deaf.

Xiao Xi stared at the blank test paper boredly, and his eyes just fixed on this sentence in the original text - then he killed himself.

Immediately, Xiao Xi thought of An Yu's poor Chinese performance again, and couldn't help but want to tease him.

Xiao Xi walked on the table with two fingers, and clicked on the three words on his paper: "Do you know how to translate?"

An Yu glanced at it, nodded, summarized the content concisely, and brought up the content below the original text by the way: "Suicide, sacrifice your head."

"..." Xiao Xi choked, and decided to be a bad teacher: "You translated it wrong."

An Yu snorted, his face was full of disdain, as if he wanted to say - do you really think I'm an idiot?

But one mouthful becomes: "What is the correct translation."

Xiao Xi smiled: "I'll perform one for you."

Performance?

How to act?

Blood spattered three feet to cut off the head?

Thinking of the scene where Xiao Xi was about to turn around, An Yu became terrified, and even the two good brothers in front became terrified.

He Chen just caught some information through a few words, and turned his head to look at his good brother who was "preparing to commit suicide" in disbelief.

And Wei Qiao is already ready to stop Xiao Xi from thinking about it, he can jump up from his seat at any time, push the person to the ground, and then call the hotline of the mental hospital.

But the reality is different from what some people imagined.

I see.

Xiao Xi suddenly pursed his lips, kissed the back of his hand, made a small "pop", and then pressed the back of his hand to his face.

Noticing that the location was not right, Mr. Lei walked down from the podium, saw this scene as soon as he stopped, and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Xi was so devoted to the performance that he couldn't tell whose voice it was for a moment, he cast an ambiguous look at An Yu, and then turned his head embarrassedly: "I'm performing at the same table as me, so I kissed myself, to make him happy. "

"???"

Suicide can still perform...

Seeing the puzzled expressions of the onlookers, An Yu sighed. He already understood what Xiao Xi was going crazy, so he wrote a note and handed it to Mr. Lei: "He's talking about this 'kiss'".

Looking at the ugly words on the note, and looking at Xiao Xi, who is a showman, Boss Lei's mood is very complicated: "..."

Similarly, after seeing Mr. Lei's face, Xiao Xi's mood was also very complicated: "..."

After a while, Mr. Lei patted He Chen's shoulder with a delicate expression: "Sit down, Xiao Xi will continue to translate, and you will perform the translation for me!"

Mr. Lei deliberately emphasized the word "performance" to highlight his anger.

Xiao Xi who was forced to take over the job of translation: "..."

After Xiao Xi finished translating, it was just time for class to end. Mr. Lei never held back the class. He said "end of class" and was about to leave. When he walked to the door, he came back angrily: "Xiao Xi! Go back and copy the translation of this article for me." Three times, send it along with the review, or you won't want this phone."

"No way, Sir Lei!" Xiao Xi looked at Boss Lei with a bitter face.

Mr. Lei was furious: "If you say one more sentence, you will copy it ten times!"

Xiao Xi slumped on the chair, and responded like a cassette player: "...Okay...Okay..."

As soon as the break came, the group of kids in the class began to release their instincts, and they were so noisy that Boss Lei didn't hear what Xiao Xi just said at all, and only vaguely heard the word "bar".

So, Mr. Lei relied on his own instinct of being a father after being married for many years, and said to Xiao Xi: "It's useless to call him a father."

"..." Xiao Xi really didn't expect Mr. Lei to still have the habit of recognizing his son, he felt that he had met a fairy boss.

As everyone knows, Mr. Lei also feels that he has found a ghost. After teaching Chinese for so many years, it is the first time he knows that "suicide" can be played like this.

Evening study.

There are not many people in the class, just a dozen or so scattered.

Although Yujia's students all need to study by themselves in the evening, the dormitory and non-resident students do not study together, so the class seems empty at night.

But for Xiao Xi, his heart is not empty at all, after all, the person he likes is sitting next to him, even if he doesn't speak, he will feel satisfied if he sneaks a glance once in a while.

At the moment, the other dormitory students in the class who are studying at night are also doing different things, and they are roughly divided into two factions.One group is the game army led by He Chen, and the other group is the homework army headed by An Yu.

No, there should be another faction, the punishing army headed by Xiao Xi, although there is only one subordinate Zhang Feiyang, but they can indeed form a separate faction.

In order to get back the mobile phone as soon as possible, Xiao Xi is honestly being punished on the seat.

In fact, it is not impossible to buy a new mobile phone, but the new mobile phone is always missing something, there is no chat history between him and An Yu on it... the old one is better.

In the middle of the evening self-study, Xiao Xi finished the self-criticism and copied the translation for the first time, so he couldn't help shaking his sore hands and sighing.

Did not expect ah.

Seeing that he was about to be seventeen, he would be punished for copying.

As for the 800-word review, it was nothing to him at all. He could just say [-] words with his eyes closed, because he was proficient in business after all.

With half of the hand shaken, Xiao Xi heard the person next to him ask, "Do you need my help?"

Xiao Xi's mind floated through An Yu's bad words that can blind people's eyes, and he decisively and tactfully refused: "Farewell, your handwriting...is too individual, let alone Mr. Lei, I feel uncomfortable just looking at it."

"...Get out!" An Yu's self-confidence was severely hit, and he always felt that he should do something.

An Yu thought for a while, took out his mobile phone from the table hole to stimulate Xiao Xi, deliberately shook it in front of him, then put on the earphones very arrogantly, and continued to write today's homework.

"Fuck!" Xiao Xi turned the hand that was shaking in mid-air, and threw it directly on An Yu's arm, slapped him, then snatched an earphone and put it in his ear.

What An Yu played was pure music, with a relaxed rhythm, which could arouse people's emotions.

Listening to the music and being punished, Xiao Xi actually felt in a good mood. Halfway through writing, he couldn't control himself and took off directly. He began to shake his head to the music, fully displaying his artistic talents.

If it wasn't in the class, An Yu suspected that the person next to him could dance on the spot, so he snatched the earphones back: "Don't shake it, do you still want to sleep today?"

"Listen to me again..." for a while.

Xiao Xi's voice froze, but he steadied himself very cleverly, with his face facing the window.

"What's the matter?" An Yu asked with headphones on.

Xiao Xi raised his hand and pointed out the window, An Yu looked along, two huge eyeballs were staring at them in the dark corridor...!

The author has something to say:

Xiao Xi: Two eyeballs... people are gone!

My feeling is really erratic, and I suddenly feel like writing evening self-study...