Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 116 Attending Class with Teacher Sun

In class the next day, Qingran never expected that Teacher Sun would come to class with them.

Obviously, many students in this class know Mr. Sun, the youngest head teacher in the second and third grades of high school, because when they first entered high school, no one thought that the school would let such a young teacher be the head teacher.

Even many parents questioned

Of course, the school also gave an explanation, which generally means that the current head teachers are all older, and if they want to change to younger ones, there will be no surprises.

Facts have proved that two years later, Mr. Sun took the route of not seeking merit, but seeking no faults. There were no surprises, but he took on the big responsibility well, which made the school leaders more satisfied.

Obviously, the students didn't expect the teacher to come to class with them.

Even Li Qingmo stared at Teacher Sun for a long time, and asked, "You, why are you here?"

This guy is easy to think too much, and he is still secretly guessing in his heart, is it because Mr. Sun is afraid that he will be disobedient in class, so he came here to stare at him?

After all, Mr. Sun had a criminal record before.

The 23-year-old Mr. Sun, wearing a high ponytail, sat among a group of high school students without any sense of disobedience.

She helplessly explained to the classmates who came over: "The school arranges that our sophomore teachers will come over every Sunday to learn Professor Yan's teaching method together. I will come here first."

The implication is that a teacher will come over every week, just get used to it.

The students who gathered around were a little embarrassed when they heard the words. They wanted to say that it would be better not to learn Professor Yan's old-fashioned teaching method. Thinking about it, this teacher is not in their class, so she doesn't care how she teaches.

Turning around and thinking again, Teacher Sun seems to have said just now that all the second-year high school teachers take turns to study?

Suddenly want to cry but no tears.

What's wrong with this?There is no way to remind. Although Professor Yan's last class yesterday was slightly changed, who knows if he will really change the teaching method?After all, the ancient way of teaching has been deeply ingrained in the mind.

There are four desks in each row in the middle of this classroom. Because there are 22 students, Xie Yingan had a clear attitude in the early days and would not share the same desk with anyone.

So now there are 24 seats in the classroom, and two of them are vacant. The first vacant seat is on the far left of the first row, and the second vacant seat is the one next to Li Qingmo in the last row.

It was impossible for Teacher Sun to sit in the first row, so she sat in the empty seat next to Li Qingmo.

Professor Yan probably knew that there was a teacher in the school who came to listen to his class. Before the class, he looked around the classroom.

With Mr. Sun, this can be integrated into the appearance of high school students, and I don't know if he can see it.

At that time, Teacher Sun was being a bad student who would whisper during class time.

Teacher Sun: "Li Qingmo?"

Li Qingmo: "Huh?"

Teacher Sun: "What time did you play games last night?"

Li Qingmo: "..."

Li Qingmo paused before arguing: "...What nonsense?"

Sitting at their front table, Qingran heard their whispers clearly, and she added in her heart: Teacher Sun, what are you talking about?

Li Qingmo also reacted: "Why did you say I played games last night?"

Teacher Sun sneered: "Don't say it's you, I know who in our class plays games or not."

Li Qingmo disdains: "In broad daylight, what are you bragging about!?"

Then there was the sound of paper being spread out, accompanied by the creaking sound of Professor Yan writing on the blackboard.

Teacher Sun slapped the paper in front of Li Qingmo: "Look at this."

Qingran didn't look back, wondering what Teacher Sun showed Li Qingmo.

But soon she heard Li Qingmo's surprised "fucking" sound.

There was displeasure in Teacher Sun's voice: "Speak in a civilized manner."

Li Qingmo couldn't calm down at all, he was so angry that he even called Teacher Sun's name directly: "Sun Ningzhi, are you so lazy?!"

The voice was a bit loud, and many students turned their heads to look over.

Teacher Sun didn't care, she said in a lazy voice, "Why do you think the school insisted on choosing a young class teacher, just to deal with you Internet addicted teenagers, not only you got two stars yesterday, but also several classmates On the star."

Li Qingmo was completely speechless now.

Qingran was applauding Teacher Sun in his heart.

I heard Teacher Sun say again: "Are you hiding your level just because you want to go back?"

Li Qingmo didn't speak, his attitude was already very clear, this guy would never force him to go back and hide it.

Professor Yan had already put down the chalk on the podium. Li Qingmo's voice was a bit loud just now. He turned his head and glanced at the last row. He didn't say anything, and began to lecture.

Taking advantage of the gap between Professor Yan's lectures, Li Qingmo still felt out of anger, and forced him to leave: "Sun Ningzhi, being your student, I have really been unlucky for eight lifetimes. In my previous life, I might have dug your family's grave..."

"Snapped!"

Teacher Sun slapped Li Qingmo on the head: "Shut up! Listen to the class carefully!"

Li Qingmo: "...Damn it!"

Do you dare to touch the tiger's head?

Teacher Sun murdered her heart: "No wonder your grades are not as good as your sister's. She is listening carefully in class. Look at what you are doing?"

Qingran was listening to the movement behind her with her ears upright, feeling inexplicably ashamed of being caught, she quickly sat upright and listened to the class obediently.

Professor Yan's teaching method has indeed changed. After each type of question is finished, he will pause and designate the students who raised their hands to ask questions, and then give detailed answers to the questions raised by the students.

But strictly speaking, Professor Yan still prefers Wen Shiyi. As long as Wen Shiyi raised his hand if there was something he didn't understand, Professor Yan would always ask her questions immediately. Every time he finished speaking, he would ask Wen Shiyi if he understood?It is the treatment that other students do not have.

After three classes in the morning, Li Qingmo and Teacher Sun at the back table were silent.

Qingran peeked at it from the corner of the eye a few times, and Li Qingmo was listening to the class or taking notes carefully.

Teacher Sun is young, and she is able to handle this thorny school bully that makes the dean a headache. It is no wonder that she can not only be the head teacher of the first year of high school, but also be promoted to the second year of high school within one year.

Waiting for the last few minutes after school, the students in this class felt hopeless.

The reason is that Professor Yan loves assigning homework too much. He may not realize how much homework the current high school sophomores can have. The homework assigned is estimated to be difficult for physics problems every day when they come home from school.

There were several wailing sounds in the classroom, and Professor Yan also selectively ignored them. When the bell rang, he left with the textbooks.

This time the class was in chaos, and the wailing sounded one after another.

"So much homework, I'm going to die, I can't finish it even if my hands are tired!"

"My God! Professor Yan is too cruel to leave homework???"

Only Teacher Sun touched his chin with one hand and smiled slowly: "You can learn from Professor Yan about keeping homework."

Li Qingmo's hand holding the pen paused, and he rolled his eyes: "Sun Ningzhi, be yourself."

Teacher Sun snorted coldly: "Does it matter to you how much homework I leave? How many times have you done homework? I have taken you for two years, and you haven't been complained by other teachers for a month! Do you know!!!"

Li Qingmo didn't want to talk, so he kicked Qingran's stool with his long legs: "Li Qingran, with your ears stretched out so long, do you hear well?"

Qingran: "..."

Damn it!

When you got angry with others and turned around to bully your sister, you, Li Qingmo, are the only ones!

(End of this chapter)