On how to throw down the subject

Han Chaoyang was walking back to the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, he had been on leave for about half a month, the high school curriculum was already tight, and his grades were not very good. He probably didn't quite understand what the teacher said.Ahhh, he should have gone back to school earlier...

There were many people walking in a hurry with their schoolbags on their backs. The entire campus was filled with a tense atmosphere. Han Chaoyang blinked in confusion, and then became nervous.They are... what's wrong?

Han Chaoyang stood still in front of the classroom door. There was a commotion in the classroom, and wailing sounds could be heard from time to time. Monk Zhang Er pushed the door open in confusion, and the whole classroom fell silent instantly. The students were frozen as if cast by a spell. In the same place, after staring at the stunned Han Chaoyang, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the classroom quickly returned to the lively atmosphere just now.

The classmates who were familiar with Han Chaoyang greeted him one after another and asked him if he was feeling better. After answering one by one with a smile, Han Chaoyang pulled a classmate who had a good relationship with him and asked, "What happened to you just now? Why did you look at me when I pushed the door?" My expression is so strange?"

Feels like watching a scourge...

The classmate who was held back by Han Chaoyang was called Zhang Meng. He waved his hands after listening to Han Chaoyang's question, and put his hands on Han Chaoyang's shoulders like a good brother: "Hey, it's nothing serious, this is it Didn’t our school have a mid-term exam on Wednesday? The questions were too difficult, and everyone didn’t do well in the exam. Last night when the self-study class was about to end, the teacher said that today he would lecture on papers, and that if he didn’t do well in the exam, he should ask his parents. Yes, everyone doesn’t know their grades, and they are in a panic now! We thought it was the teacher who came when you pushed the door, so... But it has nothing to do with you, you just need to listen carefully when the papers are taught .”

Han Chaoyang nodded, it turned out to be like this, no wonder he was so quiet when he opened the door, Zhang Meng patted Han Chaoyang's shoulder, and said with a sad face: "Chaoyang, it's the first time I feel sick so well, if I'm like you Just be sick and miss this exam!"

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" Han Chaoyang laughed at his pitiful appearance, "Aren't your grades always good? You are the top ten in our class!"

Zhang Meng waved his hand: "Hey, you don't know, our school now has one exam every three days and one exam every five days, and the difficulty of the questions has gradually increased. I feel like my brain is about to burn. Now Ah, I am no longer in the top ten!"

It's over, Han Chaoyang asked feebly, "Then... when is the next exam?"

Zhang Meng thought for a while, and then looked at Han Chaoyang sympathetically: "According to the rules of these days, if there is no accident, it will be either the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

You're missing so many classes, and the exam questions are so difficult...you're lucky bro. "

After saying this, the two walked to their respective seats. Zhang Meng was at the front desk of Han Chaoyang. Seeing that the teacher hadn't arrived yet, he handed his book to Han Chaoyang and told him where the teacher said everything. Where and where are the knowledge points that are often tested. After finishing speaking, Han Chaoyang asked Han Chaoyang to copy the notes quickly. After all, he missed so many lessons and had to make up for it.

Han Chaoyang was a little confused by what he said. He took Zhang Meng's book and copied the notes quickly, and wrote the key points of Zhang Meng with a red pen. Although Han Chaoyang didn't study well, he wrote very fast. , he was chatting with Zhang Meng, writing without stopping for a moment.

Han Chaoyang had thought about what it would be like when he returned to the classroom, but he never expected that he would copy notes as soon as he returned to school without moving his hands.This is different from what he thought, it's too far away QAQ...

After he finished copying the notes of a subject, he didn't want to copy anymore. There were too many, so he might as well save the notes for the afternoon.

Not long after, the head teacher came, so Han Chaoyang once again saw the face of the whole class change drastically. The classroom that was still noisy just now quieted down instantly, and the chatting and playing games were all silent at this time, and everyone sat staring at the teacher's hand. The test paper, as if you can hear the sound of feathers falling to the ground.

The head teacher is a middle-aged woman in her 40s. She is not young at this age, but she is not old either, but there is a white patch on the top of her head. At first, Han Chaoyang thought the head teacher dyed it on purpose, but once When he was very close to the class teacher, he realized that the white hair was not dyed.

Han Chaoyang rested his chin and listened to the class teacher losing his temper. She said that so and so in the class had regressed, so and so didn't even pass the grade, and so and so would invite their parents to come and talk to them...

Those who got the point lowered their heads subconsciously, wishing they could plug their ears, while those who didn't get the point secretly rejoiced that they didn't have to lose face in front of the whole class, but they also looked sad. I was criticized, but I can't say next time.In short, the entire classroom lost its vitality just now and became lifeless.

The head teacher drank dry mouth after scolding, and finally concluded: "You are the worst class I have ever led!"

Han Chaoyang almost laughed out loud when he heard this. He lowered his head, afraid that the head teacher would see him laughing, so he lowered his body and covered his mouth to laugh.

I don’t know how many classes the head teacher said this to. Anyway, once after school, when he passed by a class taught by the same head teacher, the head teacher also said, "You are the worst class I have ever taught!"

I don't know who is the "worst"?

Besides, what does the teacher mean by saying that?Is it to motivate them to study hard and not to be the worst?He felt that it would be fine if the teacher didn't say that, but when they said it, they would break the can.

The approval meeting was finally over, and the class teacher began to talk about the test papers with a straight face. She taught English, and Han Chaoyang didn't like English the most. Waking up too early, he was yawning profusely at this moment, but after a while, he fell asleep lying on the table.

It's just that how could Han Chaoyang escape the head teacher's eyes while sleeping?The teacher in charge raised his voice with a grim complexion: "Han Chaoyang, what should you choose for this multiple-choice question?"

Zhang Jing, Han Chaoyang's deskmate, quietly tugged at the corner of his clothes. He was not a sound sleeper, and woke up suddenly. He looked at her in a daze, and Zhang Jing looked at the head teacher to signal his teacher to call him.He stood up slowly, the face of the head teacher looked better, and asked the question again, Zhang Jing told him the options in a low voice, after Han Chaoyang listened to the answer, the head teacher took a look at him and Zhang Jing, and then let him sit down .

This time Han Chaoyang was sober. He glanced at Zhang Jing gratefully. Seeing that Zhang Jing was looking at the test paper and didn't care, he decided to finish class and thank her. If it wasn't for her, he probably wouldn't be able to run away if he was punished by the teacher today. .

After class, Han Chaoyang thanked Zhang Jing sincerely. Zhang Jing pursed her lips and smiled. She was not beautiful, but delicate, but she had a pretty smile.

Zhang Jing chatted with him for a few words, and the smile on her lips never stopped, until her eyes caught Han Xue's gaze inadvertently, her smile fell immediately.

Han Xue snorted coldly, and thought disdainfully, Zhang Jing's looks and figure are still ashamed to talk and laugh with Han Chaoyang?Han Chaoyang is her target!

Seeing that Zhang Jing closed her mouth tactfully, Han Xue turned her eyes, and said to Han Chaoyang gently and worriedly: "Chaoyang, it doesn't matter if you go back to school later, after all, you have energy to study when you are in good health. I think You seem to have lost some weight, how is your body now?"

Han Chaoyang scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "It's all over now, my body is fine, but I'm missing a lot of courses."

Han Xue glanced at Zhang Jing who was paying close attention to them, and bent her lips into a smile: "How about it? My grades are not bad anyway, so I'll help you make up lessons, how about it?"

Han Chaoyang felt as if he was hit by a pie falling from the sky, he agreed dazedly, Han Xue smiled at Zhang Jing like a demonstration, then turned his head and continued to listen to the class.