Tech overlords start with a baby

Chapter 25 "Hello, teacher!"

Mo Jingchun stood awkwardly in front of him, and no one paid any attention to him. Mo Jingchun sighed silently, carrying his schoolbag and canvas bag and walking back down the stairs, wisely looking for a row of empty seats. .

No matter how many rows there are, there is only one person sitting there, but on those empty tables, either a book or a pen is placed.

Fortunately, it was relatively early. There was no one behind the seventh row, and there were no strange items on the table.

Mo Jingchun put down his heavy schoolbag and was about to sit down slowly when he was stopped by a male classmate in the front row.

"Huh? Wait! Don't sit down!"

Mo Jingchun looked at his classmates with a puzzled expression, why couldn't he sit?Is this also occupied by someone?No way!There was clearly nothing on the table, and it would be too much if it was considered a placeholder.

Wearing a pair of glasses, Zhang Wende with a scholarly appearance pointed to the table where Mo Jingchun put his schoolbag, and then pointed to the seat where Mo Jingchun had not had time to sit down and said, "The classroom should not have been cleaned for a long time. The table and chairs are covered in dust."

Mo Jingchun was stunned for a second, and then habitually stretched out his finger on the table for a second.

Well, there was a thick layer of ash on the fingerprint of the finger, Mo Jingchun rubbed it with other fingers a few times, and the ash on the finger was wiped off.

Mo Jingchun smiled and said to the classmate who reminded him, "Thank you, classmate." Mo Jingchun still remembered the classmate's surname in front of him, Zhang, but I really can't remember the exact name.

"No need to thank you, my name is Zhang Wende."

"Don't startle spring."

Zhang Wende said meaningfully: "I know you, don't Jingchun."

Mo Jingchun, who didn't know the truth, just nodded. Mo Jingchun thought that Zhang Wende just wrote down his name when he introduced himself.

People with unique characteristics are always more likely to be noticed. Come to think of it, no one is more likely to be noticed than Mo Jingchun, who is holding a child.

In this way, is it not normal for classmates to write down their names?Besides, his name itself is very memorable.

Don't be surprised.

"Mo Jingchun fell into a heavy sleep when he was drunk, and the gambling book disappeared and the fragrance of tea was poured out. It was only normal at the time."

After Zhang Wende reminded Mo Jingchun, the two just chatted briefly, and Zhang Wende turned his head and read the textbook there.

Mo Jingchun took out a wet wipe from the wipes box in the canvas bag, and started to clean the dust on the table and chairs.

After wiping it off twice, the original white wipes had changed color to gray, and the color of the area where the fingers were pressed looked more like black.

Looking at the two empty seats next to her, Mo Jingchun thought about it and pulled out a wet wipe from the wipe box.

After cleaning everything, Mo Jingchun sat down contentedly, and then found the textbook "C Language Programming and Fundamentals" that he needed for a while from a pile of books.

There are still ten minutes before the class time. All the students rushed to the classroom one after another and found their seats and sat down. I don't know if I was a little handsome today. Two girls sat directly in his seat, which is him. Two vacancies wiped.

The shy Mo Jingchun, although very happy in his heart, didn't dare to show a happy expression on his face, and he didn't even dare to look at it.

More often, Mo Jingchun's eyes will focus on the first row, to be precise, on his sister Candy.

At this moment, Mo Jingchun watched in astonishment as the monitor Yang Xiaoyu took out an apple from his backpack. There were still water droplets on the apple. Obviously, Yang Xiaoyu had already washed this apple when he was in the dormitory. .

Mo Jingchun almost got up and ran over to take back his sister's candy. Such a big apple is eaten by a candy with only four small deciduous teeth. It's not a joke. Blame the kind monitor Yang Xiaoyu.

The moment Mo Jingchun was about to get up, the squad leader Yang Xiaoyu was like magic, with a spoon in his other hand. No matter how he looked or thought, Mo Jingchun felt that this was a premeditated and planned action. .

In the candy held by another female classmate, in the pair of big eyes, the whole world has only the apple in front of him.

Jingle bell~
Jingle bell~
As the class bell rang, the girls reluctantly returned to their seats. At the door, they thought the silver-haired professor who looked very tough walked into the classroom with a teacup.

In the hands of the old professor, except for the thermos cup with strong tea, there is nothing else, a textbook?nonexistent.

Stepping into the classroom in front of the old professor, a female voice echoed in the empty classroom, Mo Jingchun knew whose voice it was!It's so familiar!Squad leader Yang Xiaoyu!
"stand up!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, whether it was the classmates in this class, other classmates, or the professor Song Yunqing who had just stepped into the lecture hall.

But the classmates, like Mo Jingchun, were just stunned for a moment, and the familiar feeling that was engraved in their bones came back.

All the students stood up after a "stand up", and all shouted respectfully in unison: "Hello, teacher!"

There is no shyness, no setbacks, it is so natural, so uniform.

The voices of nearly 200 people were so loud that Mo Jingchun felt that at least the entire building could be heard, or even further.

Song Yunqing walked to the podium, put down the thermos cup in his hand, and bowed in return.

"Hello students!"

Song Yunqing felt very happy today. When he returned to the office, he could play with a few other old guys for a day.

I don't know if it was Mo Jingchun and others who took the lead, and there was a neat sound of "Hello, teacher" from outside the door.

The classmates sat sparsely, and the chairs in the lecture hall made a burst of noise, but Song Yunqing thought the sound was very beautiful.

After everyone sat down and the lecture hall became quiet again, Mo Jingchun always had a smile on his face.

"You are all a group of lovely children, and you are also a bridge for the future of the country. Maybe in a few years, among you, there will be a bridge of the country and the pillar of the country."

"Don't think it's impossible." Song Yunqing knocked on the table forcefully, making a loud bang.

"Maybe, that person is you!"

"Introduce myself, my surname is Song, and my full name is Song Yunqing. Teaching and educating people is half of my hobby. As for me, I don't have any other hobbies. I just like the sense of pride after cultivating talents!"

"In a word that you all hear, you are proud of the school today, and the school will be proud of you tomorrow. I also hope that every student sitting here can become a pillar of talent that makes teachers proud. "

All the students listened carefully to every word of the teacher. When they heard the words that the school is proud of you and made the teacher proud, they couldn't help thinking in their minds.

"Can I really?"

(End of this chapter)