The whole school is waiting for my confession

"Being the squad leader? No way." Jiang Qingyan thought, even if the original squad leader of their class agreed, she couldn't agree to it.

Class cadres have a lot of things to do, which is troublesome.

Squad leader, the leader of a class, set an example.

Jiang Qingyan didn't think it was appropriate, and she could only set an example with this face, but she really couldn't do it in other aspects.

Teacher Chen never gave him a chance to refuse.

"Squad leader, you can control the place and lead our class to the top. If you can't do it, who can do it?"

Jiang Qingyan didn't understand Lao Chen's sudden ambition.

"School is over in less than a month, and we will be divided into classes in the next semester. It's a bit late even if we are fully enlightened."

"Just go forward. If you have a dream in your heart, it's never too late." Chen Hai pressed Jiang Qingyan's shoulder, "Your words are more useful than the teacher's words."

When Chen Hai said this, his eyes flickered and he was busy, full of infinite expectations for them.

"I don't want our class to be the end all the time. The situation in our class is complicated. I hope that in the last time, everyone will work together to change the status quo!"

Jiang Qingyan felt that Lao Chen was good at pouring chicken soup. After this trick, he had an inexplicably heavy burden on his shoulders, with "Zhenxing" on one shoulder and "Counterattack" on the other.

It is easy to shout slogans, but too difficult to do.

"Teacher, you speak very well, but I don't think I can."

Old Chen leaned back: "Then you can point out the way for the teacher and recommend someone."

Jiang Qingyan: "Didn't the original monitor do a pretty good job?"

Old Chen shook his head: "She resigned with me eight hundred times, a little girl can't control her anymore, and you can't listen to what she says."

Old Chen continued: "What's more, I hope you will set an example by yourself and smash other people's prejudices through practical actions."

Jiang Qingyan: I'm afraid I'll take you into a ditch.

Jiang Qingyan has a good relationship with the head teacher, and the other party has talked to this point, and it seems too heartless for him to refuse.

"Okay, I'll work hard, but I may not be able to finish it if I agree." After all, it's too difficult.

Teacher Chen smiled gratifiedly: "It's not about working hard, it's about doing your best. Because the teacher has to ask you to promise one thing."

Jiang Qingyan: "I refuse." I'm not a magic lamp, so what's the point of making wishes to me all the time?

"There is no room to refuse, you just promised to move forward." Lao Chen was full of enthusiasm, "The final exam, don't necessarily take the first place."

Jiang Qingyan was taken aback. If it was before, then he would definitely agree immediately, because in his eyes, number one is not such a distant goal.

But if it is subdivided into "passing the exam and being tired", it will be very difficult.

Jiang Qingyan knew Bai Juan too well, unless she gave herself a reason to take the first place, her determination and competitive spirit would not be able to beat him.

And in Jiang Qingyan's heart, she has accepted that Bai Juan should be the number one setting.

Old Chen patted him: "Why don't you talk?"

Jiang Qingyan coughed: "This is a bit difficult."

Teacher Chen hates iron for being weak: "That's not good, no matter how difficult it is, you have to win the first place."

Listening to these words, Jiang Qingyan tasted some unusual flavors, and her thoughts went astray involuntarily: I have actually won the first place, right?

"Well...I try my best."

Old Chen wished he could eat another five hundred chickens right away, let Jiang Qingyan drink his fill first, and then beat the rest of the chicken blood on the other students in the second class who were paralyzed by salted fish.

"I'm doing my best!" Lao Chen had a very good plan in his mind. Next, he will sprint to study and grasp discipline as if he was preparing for the college entrance examination. He will also use his mother's filter for his students. A beautiful fantasy of rapid development.

Jiang Qingyan nodded, and then issued a military order.

Old Chen must be under too much work pressure, Jiang Qingyan suddenly felt sympathy for her head teacher who had a lot of bald hair.

I hope that Lao Chen will take his life back after taking a nap.

It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. This afternoon, Jiang Qingyan hastily handed over the position to the original squad leader.

I thought that Jiang Qingyan would be very unreliable, but I didn't expect that he would take this burden seriously, and killed his relatives righteously, first killing Liu Bufan and others.

The mobile phone was temporarily confiscated, the location was rearranged, and various operations were arranged synchronously, which made the few angry and dare not speak out.

Lao Chen then held a meeting of class cadres, and took out his carefully designed final sprint plan for Class 2 ([-]) at the end of the term.

Jiang Qingyan watched a series of new regulations and new policies including 1v1 precision support, 10 minutes before morning reading, and even the order of self-study questions, and truly felt Lao Chen's drive.

According to this plan, which has been implemented diligently for three years, Qingbei is like picking something out of a pocket, really.

Most of the cadres in the class also have the same passion in the same line, and they are encouraged by the teacher's few words, so they can't wait to start learning aloud immediately.

Jiang Qingyan, the new squad leader, was the only one sober. He knew that most people didn't lack plans, but lacked self-control.

This self-control includes not only external coercion, but also self-control.

When Jiang Qingyan said this, Lao Chen looked at him: "It depends on the leadership of the squad leader. If everyone's self-control is not enough, you should fully use your compulsion."

Jiang Qingyan hesitated: Is the teacher implying that he uses violence?

At that moment, he suddenly realized that since then he has been at the top of the food chain in the second class. He can give orders and urge others not to speak up, and no one can control himself.

"Not bad, I think it's okay."

Knowing a son is like a father, Lao Chen continued: "Next, let's talk about the check-in system, which is very important."

He sent the list of each group divided to each class cadre, with four or five people in each group.

"Each team member will give feedback on the completion of the plan to the team leader, and the team leader will give feedback to the monitor, and finally the monitor will give feedback to me."

"Squad leaders should lead by example and follow suit."

These eight words shot through the shoulders of the new squad leader with one arrow. Isn't it the squad leader who fails to complete the task according to this system?

In fact, Lao Chen just wanted to fix himself in disguise.

When the other classes are celebrating the new year, the people in class two are also saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. They all say that the reform will suffer pain, and the pain of class two has no tendency to be alleviated in the slightest.

They suffered the hardships and hardships that should have been suffered at this age.

The old-age care class, which was originally the most idle in the grade, has become a model worker class. Not to mention dancing, they are studying in class and after class, looking like a young tree sprouting and thriving.

The headmaster looked at it and said yes.

This strange wind of learning has blown to the third class, making Dong Yan very restless.

Originally, the two classes were close to each other, but the first three classes were the most outstanding classes in the grade who were named and praised.

That day, after she chatted with the head teacher next door, he became vigorous and resolute, and it was hard not to feel that she was fighting class three.

So Dong Yan also worked overtime to come up with a new plan. The two classes took pleasure in compressing the rest time of the students, and lived a very unscientific timetable.

But I have to say that the actions of the two class teachers are quite effective, because Jiang Qingyan and Bai Juan have not been able to speak for two consecutive days.

For Bai Juan, the implementation of the head teacher's new schedule made him lose a lot of sleep time, not because he couldn't finish it, but because his classmates couldn't finish it.

During the lunch break, everyone sat up straighter than the other, and the sound of flipping books was louder than the other. In such an environment, Bai Juan felt that it would be unreasonable for him to lie down and sleep.

Liang Zi from the third class and the second class also formed a knot.The students have to walk around each other when they meet recently, otherwise they will fight if they don't agree with each other. This kind of "healthy competition" makes the already miserable high school life worse.

For example, after school tonight, there are still many people in the second class staying to work overtime to make up homework.

Most people are not used to such intense learning, and after a few days of trying, they are almost about to die suddenly.

Especially the few students at the end of the crane in the third class, who couldn't finish their homework, and now their homework doubled again, and they were about to give up their lives.

The typical representative is Liu Bufan. It's half an hour after school. In the past, he would have slipped back to the dormitory to play games, but these two days he still has to do his homework.

It wasn't just him, there were monitors, deputy monitors, study committee members and disciplinary committee members sitting around. The four surrounded the poor students in the class, and everyone's expression was written with the word dignified.

Jiang Qingyan leaned against the wall, sorting out the data of the day, very decadent.

He kicked the stools of the two people on the left and right sides, and said with sincerity, "Don't hold everyone back, hurry home."

Liu Bufan was dozing off, and was kicked so hard that he almost fell off. He was so oppressed physically and mentally that he almost wanted to cry.

"Can't write! Can't write! You can't do it even if you kill me!"

He is like a walking corpse who has lost his soul, exuding a misanthropic atmosphere.

Jiang Qingyan didn't care about friendship at all: "Students who don't know how to study won't be able to stay."

He was about to perform his duties as the squad leader to give them some force when there was a knock at the back door.

Bai Juan looked at him at the door.

When Jiang Qingyan saw Bai Juan, thousands of words came to his mind, and Jiang Qingyan, who was fiercely grabbing his collar just a moment ago, suddenly changed his face.

"Come in, it's cold outside."

Seeing that everyone was still studying, Bai Juan was embarrassed to go in and disturb him, and asked quietly, "Are you guys still not over from school?"

"For poor students, there is no such thing as dismissing the get out of class."

Bai Juan felt a little sympathetic: "You have to rest too."

Jiang Qingyan felt aggrieved: "I want to rest too, I'm so tired." She tried to use violence just now when she was still in high spirits.

Bai Juan looked at everyone's tired looks, and persuaded: "It's too late, otherwise everyone should go home first, the most important thing is to have a good rest."

If you don't have energy the next day, it will be a vicious circle again.

Liu Bufan immediately closed the book, and fled through the front door in a flash: "Of course I'm the first one in the grade!"

Several class cadres also greeted and left with relief, Jiang Qingyan watched the swift people go to the empty classroom: The class leader's words are no longer deterrent, right?

Do you look down on the second grader?

"Let's go together."

Well, the second grader himself also expressed his approval of all Bai Juan's speeches.