cute special student

The day of the performance arrived. Under the leadership of the class teacher Cao Guang, the folk music class presented a wonderful performance in the Provincial Concert Hall, and was appreciated by a certain music industry leader, who directly donated a sum of money to No. [-] Middle School for Cultivate folk music talents.

This coke spoiled the school leaders. They felt that the folk music class had given the school a face. They not only posted photos of their performances on the bulletin board to praise them, but also gave each student a bonus.

In the classroom of the folk music class in the first year of high school, Shi Qiu held up the envelope containing the money and almost burst into tears: "Oh my God, this is the first time I got money at school, Mom, your son is going to be promising, so he doesn't need to go to the village Blow the suona."

The students around all burst into laughter, Xiaopang echoed with tears in his eyes: "Who is not, I have been studying for so many years, and this is the first time my parents are so happy."

The squad leader smiled and said: "I heard that the school will get an extra music room, so we don't have to compete with the next class in the future."

Tang Qian clapped her hands and praised: "That's great, I finally don't have to look at other people's faces."

Li smiled and said, "Thanks to Nan Zhao, otherwise how would we be here today."

"That's right, Nan Zhao is not only a little genius, but also a little lucky star."

"No, it's because everyone is great." Nan Zhao said with his eyes bent.

"By the way, I heard that Yang Min is not very satisfied with the school's decision-making. He said that we should not favor our folk music class, but pay more attention to the Western music class."

"Isn't that enough attention? Every time before, the opportunity to perform was given to the western music class. This time, she couldn't sit still. It's a double standard."

As soon as the words were finished, the class bell rang. Yang Min walked in with his textbooks in his arms, his expression a bit ugly.

In her opinion, it should be her class that got the limelight this time, but now the folk music class has taken such a big advantage, of course she is not happy.

The students dispersed and returned to their seats. Nan Zhao also took out his books and pretended to be serious.

Although he doesn't like taking music theory class very much now, he can't give up this class, so he can only force himself to focus a little bit.

Yang Min glanced down, and said with displeasure, "I don't have any discipline at all, what's the matter? I won an award once, and then I drifted away, and I don't even want to go to class."

The faces of the students darkened, but they all restrained themselves from speaking.

Yang Min didn't have much patience either. After talking about a few pages of ppt casually, a student asked a question, and she said impatiently, "What's going on? I don't know how to do this. Why did I go there before?"

The student's face froze, he wanted to refute but didn't dare, and sat down resentfully.

"Teacher." Nan Zhao couldn't see it, stood up and reminded: "You haven't taught this lesson before."

Yang Min glanced over coldly: "Didn't I tell you to go back to study by yourself?"

Nan Zhao flipped through the book and said neither humble nor overbearing: "You let us study these lessons by ourselves. If we don't explain them, how can we understand them?"

Yang Min snorted: "If you don't understand, go find the information by yourself. I don't have so much time to explain to you one by one."

Nan Zhao was about to refute, when the get out of class bell rang, Yang Min packed up his books, glanced at him coldly and said, "Come to my office after school."

Seeing Yang Min's figure disappear outside the door, Shi Qiu cheered immediately: "Nan Zhao, you are so cool!"

Others also gathered around and echoed.

"Nice job, Nan Zhao, I've wanted to hate her like this for a long time!"

"As expected of the soul of our class, that's awesome!"

This matter quickly spread to the next class. Amidst the discussion, a certain figure moved his eyes out of the window, as if he was caught in some kind of reverie.

When school was over, Nan Zhao was indeed called to the office, but the person waiting inside was not Teacher Yang, but his class teacher, Teacher Cao.

Cao Guang is a male teacher in his forties. He has a gentle personality, advocates convincing people with reason, and is very good at teaching students. Most of the students in the class respect him.

Nan Zhao had a good impression of this head teacher, and asked casually, "Teacher, what do you want from me?"

Cao Guang didn't put on any airs, and asked Nan Zhao to sit across from him before he asked the question: "Mr. Le Li said that you disturbed the classroom discipline, so why openly talk back?"

"I didn't." Nan Zhao retorted, and then told everything about today, saying that he did nothing wrong.

Cao Guang frowned, and said in a deep voice, "It's normal for you to have different ideas, but the way you put them forward is wrong. You can't do this next time. If you have any questions, you can talk to the office after school."

"Understood." Nan Zhao pursed his lips and nodded.

Nan Zhao is a good student, he is excellent in both specialties and cultural subjects, Cao Guang especially values ​​him.Knowing that the problem is not serious, I didn't say much, "That's it, you go back first, and I will communicate with Teacher Yang about other issues."

Nan Zhao walked out of the office frowning, his mind full of angry thoughts.

It was agreed to discuss music issues, but he was nowhere to be seen, but he pulled out his head teacher.

His dislike for Teacher Yang increased a bit.

When Gu Yan came to the office building to hand in his homework, he saw an angry figure walking towards him from a distance. He stopped and watched him approaching him.

Unexpectedly, although the boy touched his shoulder, his footsteps still did not stop, and he seemed to be caught in some kind of emotional cycle.

Looking at his thin back, Gu Yan frowned slightly.

This is not happy?

The homework for the second semester of the second year of high school is already very heavy. In addition to the exercises left by the teachers of various subjects, I also have to do various mock test papers.

Gu Xi took the first place in his grade in the mid-term exam last time. Although his ranking remained the same, his score was a little lower than before.

Except for the part-time job, he doesn't have much time for reviewing.After the self-study was over that evening, the others left, Gu Yan still stayed in the classroom doing exercises, and Meng Hao also copied the homework beside him, babbling a few words from time to time.

"What's the matter? I sleep in class during the day, but I'm quite active at night."

"Is this the behavior of a bully? I learned it."

Gu Yan was interrupted by him, and he glanced over coldly. Meng Hao was terrified by him, and shut his mouth wisely.

After copying homework for a while, Meng Hao felt back pain, so he took two steps in the corridor to exercise his muscles and bones.

The lights in the classrooms in the teaching building were almost all off, and the whole building was very quiet. The teachers in the office building opposite were all off work, and it was pitch black inside.

Meng Hao glanced across, but inadvertently caught a sneaky figure.

"I'll go! Someone broke into the office at night?"

"I didn't expect that besides us, there are such warriors in No. [-] Middle School."

Gu Xi is not interested in this kind of thing, too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and continued to do exercises with his head down.

Meng Hao looked at it for a while, and found that the figure entered the office through the window, and crawled out again after a while. He didn't hear the sound of smashing things. Back in the classroom.

After Gu Xi finished all the physics and mathematics exercises, he checked the time and found that it was past eleven o'clock.At twelve o'clock the school gatekeeper would lock the door, so he and Meng Hao walked out of the school gate.

When the guard saw them coming out, he was about to lock the door when he heard a call.

"Wait a moment."

A figure ran out in a panic and stopped the guard from moving.Gu Yan glanced back, then withdrew his gaze.

Nan Zhao didn't remember anything. He forgot all the unpleasant things that happened today. After playing the erhu for a while, he lay comfortably on the sofa and watched cartoons.

The province is going to hold an ice hockey game for middle school students. Nan Mu's ice hockey team has been selected, and he will leave for the next city early tomorrow morning. After packing up at night, he finds that Nan Zhao is still awake, so he comes over to have a chat.

Nan Zhao, who has his mood written on his face, can be seen through by Nan Mu at a glance, "Did something happen today?"

"It's nothing." Nan Zhao pursed his lips and said, "Teacher Le Li may not like me, so I talked back to her."

"What am I supposed to do? What a big deal." Nan Mu heaved a sigh of relief, and comforted him with a smile: "Brother talks back to different teachers every day, isn't it all right?"

Nan Zhao snorted depressingly and had nothing to say.

Nan Mu patted his head, and told him a little worriedly: "Brother is going to the competition tomorrow, you are going to have trouble at school, remember to call me."

Nan Zhao nodded absently and said, "Understood, brother, you can concentrate on the game."

Early the next morning, Nan Mu dragged his luggage and went out. Nan Zhao got up slowly, and asked the driver to take him to school after breakfast.

For some reason, he was always a little restless today, and even broke a few beats during the morning practice, which was completely out of line with his usual level.

When the first get out of class was over, something happened.Music theory teacher Yang Min stormed into the folk music classroom, threw the violin in her hand onto Nan Zhao's desk, and asked sternly.

"Did you do it!"

Nan Zhao was originally doing his homework, but he was taken aback suddenly. When he looked up, he saw a face distorted by makeup.

"What did you say?" He didn't understand the situation at all.

Yang Min pointed at the violin on the table and glared, "Did you break my violin?"

The classmates in the class gathered around, wanting to see what happened.

Nan Zhao shifted his gaze to the table, and found that not only the body of the violin was scratched, but also several strings were cut off, completely ruined.

Nan Zhao tilted his head with an innocent expression: "Does it have anything to do with me?"

"Don't pretend to me, who else but you! Yesterday I asked your homeroom teacher to teach you a lesson, you must have a grudge." Yang Min completely lost the elegance of the past, and her voice became sharper.

"The head teacher didn't teach me a lesson." Nan Zhao blinked and said.

"You still want to quibble! Dare to act but not act, is that what your parents taught you!"

"teacher!"

Shi Qiu couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up to speak for Nan Zhao: "You said Nan Zhao broke your violin, do you have evidence?"

The female classmate named Tang Qian sitting in front of Nan Zhao also stood up and echoed, "Yes, teacher, is there any evidence to prove that Nan Zhao did it?"

Yang Min froze, and suddenly had nothing to say.She used to carry her violin with her, but she had an impromptu appointment last night, so she put it in the office. She didn't expect it to look like this when she came back this morning.

She was dazzled by anger, and thinking of what happened yesterday, she decided that this boy did it, so she immediately looked for it.

As the small leader of this class, the monitor had no choice but to speak out in a fair way: "Teacher, let's investigate this matter before we talk about it. It is a violation of teachers' morality to casually frame students without evidence."

"Nope."

Nan Zhao looked at Teacher Yang who was so angry that his makeup was all over, and said with a simple face: "How can something that doesn't exist violate it?"

作者有话要说：抱歉啊，这几天生病了，更新可能不稳定。感谢在2021-03-2920:45:15~2021-03-3119:35:54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 of the irrigation nutrient solution: the original is light 5 bottles;

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