Banknote Ability Headteacher

Chapter 142 – The Beginning

The sports meeting review performance ended, and the two-day competition officially began.The entry list for class seven was decided by the class cadre representative meeting and submitted to the sports group.

Aiwen never gets involved in such trivial matters. Student management and student self-government are also a kind of exercise for students.If the class teacher has all the power and is arbitrary, the class cadres can only be useless.

Aiwen's work has ended today, and the remaining sports meeting organization, logistics, publicity and other work are all in charge of their respective team leaders.For example, Xie Mingjie and Li Jinqiong sit in the central army to coordinate the overall situation and are responsible for maintaining class order.Li Yang, the sports committee member, is in charge of dispatching troops, organizing the check-up of athletes, and he will also deal with emergencies if they are injured.Life committee member Chen Lijin is responsible for class logistics, distribution of drinking water and beverages, and maintenance of resident hygiene.

If Aiwen is the emperor, he is a puppet who doesn't care about anything - all the class work is contracted by the minister, and he is just a tool person who signs and seals the money.

In addition to the class cadres in charge of the back office, the propaganda committee and the study committee led a group of seven pens to contribute various articles to the conference.The content of the contributions is nothing more than limericks, slogans and various praises.And these guys are all prepared, these things are all ready at home!

In order to evaluate the Spiritual Civilization Award, the three three bungee cars of the seventh class also played their due role.During the sports meeting, the students of class seven will carry trash cans to each class to collect garbage to maintain the cleanliness of the campus of No. [-] middle school - the banner hanging on the three jumpers can clearly explain their identities: the seventh class of the first grade wishes The conference was a complete success!

If Class Seven doesn't even get the Spiritual Civilization Award, Ai Wen feels that there must be something tricky here.But he is very frank, and honor is a passing thing for him.He already has a better way to become a first-level teacher, and that is the postgraduate entrance examination!

He has already greeted the tutor of the Graduate School of Chinese Education of Northern Normal University, as long as his grades pass the national line and the school admission line, he can be directly admitted without an interview.

After all, Ai Wen is an outstanding talent trained by Northern Normal University. He performed well and achieved outstanding results during school, and also added luster to the school in various activities. According to his academic performance, Ai Wen can be guaranteed a postgraduate study when he graduates in his senior year , but he gave up the opportunity of insurance research in order to enter the society as soon as possible.

Ai Wen thought very clearly - with his abilities, he can earn a living anywhere, and he will definitely not worry about not being able to find a job.Therefore, studying for another two or three years will not improve him as much as he imagined.As long as you want to delve into it and learn, it is a classroom wherever you are.

He found a secluded environment to remove the heavy makeup on his face and returned to Class Seven refreshed.He found that Xie Mingjie was not there, so he asked Li Jinqiong, "What project is it?"

Li Jinqiong opened a booklet, and then raised the binoculars to look at the starting point: "Now it should be the 100-meter final, and the class leader is among them."

"Hehe? Made it to the finals? Not bad -- Luo Zeyue, bring my big drum here, I want to beat the drums for fun!" Ai Wen yelled.

Luo Zeyue was the number one thug in Class [-], and Aiwen was loyal. He took the other three people to the back of the station to fetch a big drum that was half a person tall.After finding the drumsticks and playing with a stick flower, Ivan started his own performance.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom
Aiwen's low-pitched heavy drums directly suppressed the hustle and bustle in the arena, and the sound of the entire playground was suppressed by Aiwen's drums.

I'm afraid. I'm afraid. I'm afraid.
Why are the guys in Class [-] so familiar with this rhythm?

What is this - we will rock you?

So these dishonest guys started to slap the table following Ivan's rhythm.

I'm afraid. I'm afraid. I'm afraid.
The rhythm of brainwashing quickly swept the audience, and a group of restless junior high school students began to slap the table under Ai Wen's coercion.All of a sudden, Ivan became the center of the audience, and the game could not officially start until he stopped beating the drums.

Li Guoyao muttered secretly: "Let Lao Ai pretend to be a pretty girl again."

"We are too far behind Lao Ai in terms of hitting the wall." Liu Jianwen said cowardly.

Yan Jin said depressedly: "Today, Lao Ai is the best in the audience. Not one of them is popular in No. [-] Middle School in women's clothing--someone in the school forum has already posted a reward asking for Lao Ai's information."

"I'm going? Do you bring your mobile phone?" Wang Erchuan leaned over and asked.

Yan Jin took out the phone calmly: "Lao Ai didn't say no to taking it."

Wang Erchuan, a good student of "wdnmd", covered his face with grief - there is a written rule in class seven: as long as it is not prohibited by Lao Ai, it is allowed.Lao Ai's request is that it is forbidden to bring mobile phones during class, but is the sports meeting a class?no!You can take it!

He turned around and patted Li Jinqiong, the deputy squad leader, on the shoulder: "Squad deputy, do you have your cell phone?"

"Bring it. The monitor ran 100 meters just now, and I was still recording it," Li Jinqiong said nonchalantly.

She suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at Wang Erchuan narrowly: "You didn't bring it? Ouhouhou"

Wang Erchuan was indignant: "Routines! They are all routines!"

"It's because you didn't understand the class rules properly." Li Jinqiong shook her head helplessly: "The class monitor is really handsome in running."

Wang Erchuan curled his lips: "Nympho."

At this time, Yan Jin opened the No.[-] Middle School forum and said with a smirk: "Squad deputy, someone has already posted a post to woo the squad leader~"

Li Jinqiong blushed a little: "What does it have to do with me?"

"It's okay! Let me tell you. Aren't you the parent officer of Class [-]?" Yan Jin continued to smirk: "Oh? This is amazing! Li Jiaming, Class [-], Class [-], Grade [-] is a flower~"

Wang Erchuan said helplessly: "Old Yan, you are enough, who in our class doesn't know that the class deputy has a deep-rooted affection for Lao Xie?"

"You guys are talking nonsense?" Li Jinqiong argued.

At this time, Xie Mingjie came back sweating profusely in a tracksuit. In the 100m final, he had to show his full strength to have a chance to win the championship, but he was a little bit behind No.1, and only ran back No.2.

"What are you talking about?" Xie Mingjie asked. He sat down and said to Li Jinqiong: "Help me to Chen Lijin's for a bottle of energy drink. I feel my body is being hollowed out."

"Oh, okay." Li Jinqiong hurriedly left the place to look for Chen Lijin.Only Wang Erchuan and Yan Jin were left looking at Xie Mingjie with smirks.

Yan Jin threw the phone into Xie Mingjie's hand: "Old Xie. You are very lucky, does Li Jiaming know? Post a post to announce you!"

"Yo? The first and second grade flower?" Xie Mingjie grinned: "Our old Xie still has a super flower confession? It's not bad, it's not in vain for the C position where I turned somersault."

Wang Erchuan asked: "Do you have any ideas? Take her to win glory for the first-year team?"

"Don't you want to kill me and inherit the Seventh Class?" Xie Mingjie curled his lips: "You think that Lao Ai is made of mud? That is the old silver coin among the old silver coins that are smiling on the surface and killing you in the heart. If you let him know that our old Xie Zaolian, you must kill me in a trick!"

Thinking of Lao Ai, both Wang Erchuan and Yan Jin shuddered, this is a wolf - can't afford to mess with it!

(End of this chapter)