Million UP school god plays me every day

The three-person team moved under the red flag platform under the escort of Hu Xiujie.

The small wooden table is the size of two people, it is a bit short, and it looks crowded when surrounded by three young men.

Xie Lan reluctantly carved out a piece of territory between Yufei and Dou Sheng, took a sigh of relief, and decided to try hard to accept the Chinese-style high school life that made him feel at a loss.

He took out the paper and pen, and when he raised his eyes, Dou Sheng and Yu Fei stared at him eagerly.

Xie Lan paused, "What's wrong?"

Yu Fei said annoyedly: "The schoolbag is not here, there is no paper and pen."

Dou Sheng nodded calmly, "The schoolbag is here, and there is no paper or pen."

"..."

Dou Sheng took the pen and paper that was given to him, touched Xie Lan's side, and said in a low voice, "Let me teach you."

"No need." Xie Lan lifted the paper towards him, "I want to write it myself."

Dou Sheng was surprised, "Write it yourself?"

"Ah."

Just now when Hu Xiujie said that he wanted to exchange the inspection book for his mobile phone, Xie Lan suddenly thought of an idea.

As long as there is someone in the class who has not been bribed by Dou Sheng, he can hope to ask something.

Just shameless.

Dou Sheng looked at him from the side, hesitated for a long time and then hissed, "Don't be brave. Hu Xiujie is different from other teachers, in case she thinks your attitude is not correct—"

"I will be very upright." Xie Lan pulled off the cap of his pen, took out two reference books from his schoolbag and put them on the table.

An English-Chinese dictionary and an idiom dictionary.It is forty centimeters thick and weighs seven or eight catties.

Dou Sheng: "..."

Yu Fei is an old bird in self-criticism, and he writes with spirit, and whispered while writing: "The three of them are probably also writing self-criticism at this meeting."

"For sure." Dou Sheng tore open the packet of cookies and put it in the middle of the table, "The information is not accurate, Hu Xiujie is on leave as agreed."

Yu Fei let out a sigh, very sad, "[-]% she spread it by herself, fishing law enforcement!"

Xie Lan didn't know what phishing law enforcement was, but he could almost understand it based on the context.

He suddenly remembered an idiom, "Under Mr. Hu's cunning fishing law enforcement, we finally feel that we are wrong. Is it ok to write this way?"

With a snap, Dou Sheng was so frightened that the biscuit dropped.

"No!" He looked shocked, "Please, let me guide you, she still has my phone."

"If it's not ok, then it's ok, what's the hurry, I'll check again." Xie Lan waved his hands annoyed, "I want to finish it by myself, don't come here."

Dou Sheng: "..."

The review was sloppy, and even though Xie Lan tried his best to fill in the vernacular, he still had to stop from time to time to look through the dictionary.

Halfway through the writing, I still caught up with the first class break, but fortunately, almost no one came to the playground during the evening self-study class.

Finally writing the last paragraph, Xie Lan tapped his numb waist, turned his head, and saw Hu Xiujie still standing at the school gate.

"She won't keep staring at us." Xie Lan nudged Dou Sheng lightly with her elbow, "Is this also a rule?"

Dou Sheng quickly turned his head and glanced, "No, maybe he's still squatting."

Yu Fei, who finished writing first, chewed on a biscuit and said, "Squatting so late, there must be a goal. I don't know where the hero can make Hu Xiujie stand at the school gate for an hour and a half."

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the hero appeared.

He is tall and thin, with short hair that looks like it has been rolled in the sand, and the school uniform is open, revealing a white sweater full of black ash and footprints.

Xie Lan stared blankly at that figure for a while before realizing who it was.

In just a few days, Chen Ge seemed to have lost three to five catties compared to the night when he bid farewell. The guy who was only 1.8 meters tall seemed to have only a skeleton left, and he looked like a man in a decadent manner.

Chen Ge was caught by Hu Xiujie.He was a head taller than Hu Xiujie, but when he was being scolded, he still zipped up his school uniform and lowered his head, proficiently making people feel distressed.

"You're so skinny." Yu Fei, who was shaking from sleepiness, stood up straight, "Douzi, he wouldn't be—"

"No." Dou Sheng turned his head coldly, "It should just be that he has no money to eat. He knows more about that kind of thing than us."

Hu Xiujie didn't interrogate Chen Ge for too long, and didn't let him write a self-criticism, so he sent him back directly.

Half an hour before school ended, Xie Lan finally dropped the last punctuation mark and let out a long breath.

Dou Sheng glanced at him, and slowly wrote a name for the review, "Let me hand it in?"

"No need." Xie Lan said, "I'll go to the office and get your phone back."

"Together?"

"Myself." Xie Lan said, "Don't follow me."

He straightened the paper in his hand, his font size was twice as large as others, and he wrote [-] characters on four pages, "I'll take yours along too."

When following Hu Xiujie upstairs, Xie Lan took the opportunity to watch Yu Fei and Dou Sheng's self-examination.

Yu Fei's essays are very routine, they are all sentences that can be copied anywhere, a bit like the composition templates that Xie Lan has memorized.

Dou Sheng is very nonsense, out of the [-] words, [-] words are narrations, and he recounted all the things about catching kittens and cutting off eight eggs in one fell swoop in the past two days, and finally wrote a few words perfunctorily. Wrong, I hope the teacher will hold his hand high, let Xie Lan go and return Xie Lan's mobile phone to him Yunyun.

Those who didn't know thought Dou Sheng had a good relationship with him.

Xie Lan indifferently suppressed Dou Sheng's review and handed it to Hu Xiujie together.

Hu Xiujie returned to his seat and took a sip of hot water before taking over the review.

"The temperature has cooled down these two days." She glanced at Xie Lan's trousers, "Have you worn long johns yet?"

long johns……

Xie Lan mechanically said: "It's worn."

"You really have to wear it, or your legs will hurt in the middle of the night." Hu Xiujie got up and got him a cup of hot water, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Xie Lan lowered his head and hummed.

Standing here, he finally understood how wise Dou Sheng's strategy was to pretend to be good in front of Hu Xiujie.

As fierce and ruthless as Hu Xiujie, when he bowed his head to admit his mistake, his expression softened a bit.

"Xie Lan, you are an honest and smart child, the teacher can see that. Now you are hindered by Chinese, but it is not a problem to study hard and take the exam seriously. Don't go astray, and don't just play around with Dou Sheng. "Hu Xiujie said earnestly: "After returning to China, the educational environment has changed, and the social environment has also changed. You must set your own rudder, set sail, set your goals clearly, and don't miss your ideals, understand?"

Xie Lan didn't quite understand the second half of the sentence, but he nodded obediently and paused, "Actually, Dou Sheng is very good, both studying and playing well."

Hu Xiujie hummed, "That's true."

"Teacher, do you know Dou Sheng's Bilibili account?" Xie Lan asked casually following the words.

Hu Xiujie gave him a white look, "I handed in my mobile phone, and still thinking about station B?" She said, flipping through the two reviews in her hand, and sneered when she saw Dou Sheng's review, and threw it away in disgust.

"This is theirs, what about yours?"

Asking the teacher this way also failed.

Xie Lan squeezed the four pages of paper in her hands, and said in a low voice, "Teacher, I am really guilty."

Hu Xiujie: "Huh?"

"Imagine going back to China to go to school, not skipping classes in the first week." Xie Lan paused, "I want to read this review in front of the whole class."

The office was quiet for a few seconds.

Then a question mark slowly appeared on Hu Xiujie's face.

"You—" she repeated with some uncertainty, "want to read the review in front of the whole class?"

Xie Lan lowered her head and gave a soft "hmm".

Hu Xiujie was silent again.

After a while, she said, "Let me review it, don't learn from Dou Sheng and give me some tricks."

"Of course not." Xie Lan handed her the review.

Hu Xiujie finished flipping quickly, frowned and said, "There's really nothing wrong with it... No, why?"

"I want to understand mistakes more deeply." Xie Lan said.

Hu Xiujie was dumbfounded for a while.

Xie Lan raised her head and looked at her sincerely, "Is that all right?"

"Okay... there's nothing wrong with it." Hu Xiujie replied subconsciously, "But you—"

Xie Lan said, "But I'm a little embarrassed. Teacher, can you say that you asked me to read it?"

The confusion filter on Hu Xiujie's face deepened again.

Fifteen minutes before school ended, Hu Xiujie took Xie Lan back to the class. She walked in front, muttering as she walked, "You're a funny kid. I've been teaching for 15 years, and it's the first time my students froze for me."

Xie Lan didn't understand what it meant to be frozen, and only roughly figured out the first half of the sentence.

So he continued to be well-behaved, "Thank you teacher, I will continue to work hard."

Hu Xiujie: "..."

The classroom was very quiet, and Lao Ma was sitting at the podium desk writing lesson plans.

Hu Xiujie led Xie Lan in, and the owls looked up blankly.

"Xie Lan will read the review for everyone. The reason is to avoid evening self-study and bring a mobile phone." Hu Xiujie paused, "There are a few others who made mistakes. I don't have time to read them one by one. I will go back and do three more sets of rationale. After school tomorrow Send it to my office."

Dou Sheng looked at Xie Lan with worried eyes, Xie Lan only glanced at him, then lowered his head and stood in the middle of the podium.

The old horse moved a piece of land to the side for him curiously and cooperatively.

"Check. Xie Lan."

"Today is the seventh day of my return to my motherland, the People's Republic of China. Before I returned to my motherland, the People's Republic of China, I did not think that I would be like this. What is it like? This depends on the Let’s talk about what I did during the seven days in my home country.”

Che Ziming muttered at the bottom, "That's a good word."

"No." Wang Gou couldn't help giving a small compliment.

Then Dou Sheng pushed Che Ziming's head down.

There are some dry words in the middle, roughly reviewing the exams for not working hard, not obeying the rules, bringing mobile phones, and delaying self-study because of things that have nothing to do with study, etc.

Everyone below is suffocating.In Xie Lan's peripheral vision, the corners of Lao Ma's mouth trembled several times, and finally he couldn't hold back and went to the window to pretend to look at the scenery, but in fact his shoulders were shaking.

But Xie Lan's heart was like still water, he read two, three, four pages calmly.

On to the last paragraph.

"Speaking of mobile phones, my biggest mistake was that I didn't study after class these days, but wasted time playing on mobile phones, especially watching Bilibili."

Lao Ma finally couldn't help laughing and said: "Don't be too harsh on yourself, Station B also has a lot of meaningful content."

The school bell rang against his words, and the owls made a few jokes lightly, but Dou Sheng, who was lying on the table in the last row, suddenly sat up and looked at Xie Lan warily.

Xie Lan looked at him calmly for a moment, then smiled.

He paused for a few seconds until everyone was quiet again, so quiet that the hissing of the lamp could be heard in the classroom.

Xie Lan held the paper and read word by word: "Watching videos really wastes too much time, such as watching MR.

The last sentence confused the students.

"Who is MR.X who loves to eat?"

"It's so honorable that it can have its own name in the self-criticism?"

"Eating and broadcasting? So you like to watch the food court?"

Standing on the podium, Xie Lan could clearly see that the people below were divided into two groups, with two faces.

Most of them are as vigilant as Dou Sheng, including Dai You's car, and the class leaders who have a strong sense of daily existence.

In the other group, the people in a small corner away from his seat should be full of confusion.

In the confusion, someone finally couldn't help but say, "What MR.X are you looking at? You've come to Class [-], at least you can see the most handsome man in the world."

"Yeah yeah."

Dou Sheng's expression was blank on the spot.

"The most handsome sinus in the world." Xie Lan gently repeated the name.

The world is very handsome, Dou. RJJSD.

Right.