5t5 please be a person!

"Don't go, Mr. Jiaru, don't go! It's not what you saw! I can explain it!" I rushed to open the door and looked at her pleadingly.

Jia Ruozi raised his hand and made a movement of zipping his mouth, "It's okay, I didn't see anything, and I won't say a word when I go out."

"No, teacher, you really misunderstood!"

Jia Ruozi looked at me comfortingly, "It's really okay, after all, Wu Tiao's face is still pretty good, I hope you don't get too tired of him too soon."

I:"……"

Mr. Jiaru obviously doesn't care about this matter. If I continue to explain forcibly, I will feel very guilty, but if I don't explain it, it means acquiescing!

For a moment I was in a dilemma.

"Don't really worry about it, who hasn't been confused by appearance..." Jia Ruozi showed an understanding expression, waved at me and turned to leave, "Men are like chewing gum. Just spit it out, I don’t know about other places. But it’s not a crime to eat chewing gum in our school, so don’t be so nervous.”

Li...awesome...

What a chic speech!It makes sense when you think about it!

But the crux of the problem is that I'm not eating gum at all!I can't get to the point where I can spit it out, I'm not eating at all!

Chewing Gum himself is still gloating and laughing at me!

It is simply a strange injustice through the ages!I haven't even licked that chewing gum!

After these days of exercising, I immediately calmed down, and a new thought turned in my mind, "Gum, if I let you OOOOO, can you make me OOOOO? Then neither of us will suffer! "

Gojo Satoru exaggeratedly knocked his hand directly on the table, and he smashed the poor table into a hole. He raised his head in disbelief, "Wouldn't I suffer twice?"

If I can't kill him, I really want to kill him on the spot!

But even I have to admit that there is a little bit of truth in what he said maybe maybe maybe maybe maybe...

Although I can be regarded as a beauty at the school girl level (I solemnly declare that I am definitely not boasting!), but Gojo Satoru's face is obviously a benchmark level even in the entertainment industry.

If you prostitute twice, one of them will be OOOOO by me, which is really a bit of a disadvantage...

I thought about it, and decided to put people first, start again from his point of view, and put forward a new opinion with uncertainty, "Well, I will work hard to improve my grades, and the grades meet your requirements, so you will give me OOOOO?"

Gojo Satoru laughed outright.

Just when I thought he was going to mock me, Gojo Satoru suddenly became serious, and praised solemnly, "As a student, I am very pleased to be able to take the initiative to improve my grades! But, you have overlooked a very important issue!"

I didn't expect him to be so serious, so I had no choice but to put away my previous attitude and become equally serious, "What's the problem?"

Gojo Satoru looked at me with a smile, and said word by word, "Teacher, I never cared about the students' grades!"

He triumphantly rummaged through the cabinet.Not long after, he took out a tattered booklet, spread it on the table and greeted me warmly, "Come and see, these are all the grades of your senior and sister!"

I went over and found that what he said was indeed the truth, and there were many high marks in the actual combat class.But theory courses and general education courses are simply the hardest hit areas.

The above scores are so miserable that I suspect that if there are negative test scores, many people's scores should not stop at single digits.

As a teacher, you still have a smile on your face!

All the students have this grade, so Gojo Satoru would have been expelled in a normal school long ago!

"Can I really graduate with this grade?" I couldn't help but wonder.

"It's okay, just calm down and take it easy!" Gojo Satoru put my shoulders on my shoulders, "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and I will definitely be able to graduate when I can graduate!"

"I was not comforted at all!"

I turned my head and observed Gojo Satoru for a while, and found that he was serious about what he said!

Gojo Satoru shook me indifferently, and simulated fireworks for me with his hands, "Hey - you are only in the first grade now, don't worry about such things so early, think about interesting things! For example, immediately The school festival is coming, you are the first one in our class to know!"

"How can you not worry!"

I looked at the results of the seniors and sisters and became more and more startled. I completely ignored the topic of the school festival. There are only three people in a grade besides me. What kind of school festival can we hold? It's a simulated trading game for kindergarten, I'm only worried that I won't even get my high school diploma...

Oh, now it's not even high school, I'm downgraded to a high school.

"Relax—you see, I don't have a teacher qualification certificate, why don't I teach you here?"

"Uh..." I put down the booklet in my hand, "I don't seem to hear clearly, can you say it again?"

Gojo Satoru disagreed, pointed at himself with his thumb, and showed a bright smile, "Teacher will always be your strong backing!"

Hard, my fist is hard!

"Damn the rubbish teacher who misunderstood his children!"

No wonder so few people pass!How can it be okay if it is crooked from the source!

They are all white-haired teachers, but Kakashi has...uh...has there?

So Kakashi is also teaching without a license!

I dreamed of joining the third class and becoming Kakashi's student, heck, who didn't have this kind of daydream when they were young?

When I found out that he didn't have a teacher qualification certificate, my dreams were shattered, "How could this be... the image of a male god is broken..."

"Are you treating me as a male god? Yayoi is really discerning!" Gojo Gojo happily accepted the compliment.

I hung my head and walked out the door in shock.

If I want to say what I have learned from Gojo Satoru, it is only that you should not try to change his mind. As long as you accept this statement, then no matter how you explain it, he will not listen.

"Hmm..." I said goodbye to him feebly, not knowing why I came here today, not only did I fail to achieve my goal, but I also felt that I had lost something important, "I have nothing to ask, Goodbye, Mr. Wujo..."

Gojo Satoru shouted from behind, "When you go back, don't forget to tell everyone about the school festival!"

"I know—" I came back to my senses halfway through the words, and turned to ask him, "But you didn't tell me the content?"

"Why didn't I tell you, didn't I tell you that there was going to be a school festival?"

"The time, place, and content are all gone! You just said that there will be a school festival soon! Don't tell me this is what you want me to tell them?"

"Yes!"

"Ah, bastard! Sure enough, it would be better to kill you and change to a class teacher!"

……

The so-called college festival means that all the students of the school participate together, just like the name, hold a festival that belongs to the students.

According to my experience, every club and class must submit at least one project, which can be a performance or an event booth that you want to organize. As long as it is not too exaggerated, the school will approve it.

It would have been a simple matter...if we weren't in the High School of Conjuration.

Yujin Yuzu gave me a box of milk, "Ah, the school festival, how about setting up an archery booth?"

"Yes..." Fu Heihui nodded in agreement, "Just buy some prizes and put them away. The knotweed is well done!"

The problem was solved in just a few seconds, and the two raised their hands high-five high-spirited.

I plugged in the straw, took a sip of milk, and interjected, "I said, are you sure there will be anyone other than us at the school festival?"

"Indeed, I don't think we even need to prepare an archery booth..." Nagasaki Yarose agreed, "I have been in school for so long, and I have only met a few seniors from the second grade."

Knotabazu Yuhito was silent for a while, "It's true... the seniors in the third and fourth grades have never appeared in school..."

Speaking of this, Fu Heihui suddenly became vigilant, like a hunting dog that sensed danger (it’s not that I’m talking nonsense, it’s really like a jade dog!) Instantly straightened up, focused on looking out of the classroom window for a few times before opening his mouth, "Will there really be a school festival? Wouldn't it be Mr. Wujo who lied to you?"

We were all silent for a moment.

Knotabazu Yuhito closed his eyes heavily, "It's possible...it's true..."

I took another sip of the milk and fell into deep thought, "Not only is it there, but it's also very big..."

Nagasaki Wild Rose put down the hammer she was maintaining, "Think about it carefully, where does the high school of conjuration find time to hold a school festival..."

Fu Heihui concluded: "That is to say..."

Everyone's eyes fluttered, and they said in unison, "You are definitely playing us!"

"Damn! You must not let him go easily!"

"Sure enough, we can't relax our vigilance against Mr. Wujo!"

"Fortunately, I still have a little hope..."

"I propose to retaliate against him in the same way!" I blew the horn of counterattack, "We can't just let him play tricks once and let it go!"

The other three instantly regained their spirits.

Nagasaki Wild Rose covered her eyes with her hair hanging down, and she let out a strange laugh like a classic TV drama villain, "Oh ho ho ho ho! Let's talk!"

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho..." I also laughed cooperatively, "Isn't his purpose just to make us embarrassing that day, then we will follow his wishes and start preparing for that day's show."

"So that's how it is..." Nagasaki Wild Rose understood what I meant after a little thought, "In order not to let us find out the problem, he will definitely agree to help more actively than usual!"

"That's right!" I sucked on the empty milk carton excitedly, looking forward to the future with sparkling eyes, "We can...we can..."

"Uh... what can we do with him then?"

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