The school grass is slightly sweet

Chapter 64

"Oh."

Hua Zhi nodded, he seemed to be a good boy who studied hard, unlike her and Marshal who only relied on the moon to quickly estimate the exam questions.

When the moon heard about the office, she inadvertently raised her eyes, and a faint light flashed in her eyes.

Before the marshal went to bed, Xirou glanced at the moon and saw that there was still a thick study book in front of her, his fingertips were twitching, his expression was erratic, and a burst of anger rose for no reason, and he stretched out his hand to close it for her.

"Don't look, go to bed early, I didn't sleep well last night."

Huazhi, "..." You're thinking too much, she's thinking about men while looking at the book.

Moon, "..." Why does the marshal have a strong old father's style from time to time recently.

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High school office.

Zhou Hui sat on the empty teaching desk and wrote the test paper.

During the lunch break, some head teachers who didn't go home took out the food stored in the drawer as usual, distributed it around, and held a tea party.

The young male teacher in class 23 didn't participate, frowning and correcting his class' homework, the more he graded, the more angry he became.

"This year's class of students is definitely the worst class I have ever led. Look at the smearing in this homework. By then, there will be black ink blobs everywhere on the college entrance examination paper, and the composition is waiting to be sentenced to death.

Let me tell you, Director Wang and Teacher Jiang are still happy. They lead classes one and two every year. Even if we don't mention grades, the quality of the students is so much higher. They are obedient and disciplined, and they are never late.

You are like the cunning ones in our class, who are late for morning reading class and chatter, interrupted during class and yell, read novels and comics and check Weibo during lunch break, and engage in unreasonable hobbies during evening self-study. "

The male teacher was still babbling on and on, but Zhou Hui's writing pen stopped for a while, and her mind wandered for a moment when she was concentrating on the questions.

Doesn't this series of descriptions coincide with the actions of Moon Blossom and the others?

Being late, teasing others, chatting, not following discipline...

Unfortunately, it seems that everyone prefers this kind of person.

"Hey~ Mr. Shen, you are too one-sided. I think such students are full of youthful vigor and energy. After all, they will enter the society in the future. These are good memories.

Compared with other classes, Class [-] and [-] also have great shortcomings. Do you know what it means to die from drought and die from waterlogging?

I don’t think it’s just dead learning. It’s good to develop more hobbies while you’re young, to increase your experience and knowledge. What we pay attention to in education is flexibility, and only those who are good at tapping students’ potential hobbies can be properly guided...”

"Mr. Jiang, you don't care about him. Director Wang is going to have an education class again."

Seeing that he wanted to 'open a lecture hall', a group of female teachers looked at Jiang Han for help.

Jiang Han slowly took off his glasses, put down the correction pen in his hand, and squeezed the space between his brows tiredly, "I can't tell him this time, our class has a lot of problematic students this year."

Mainly because of the atmosphere, people say that there are three women in one drama, and two-thirds of the girls in a class are terrible, especially when you are young and full of energy, one thing after another keeps going. .

One day, if two people fall in love with each other, and then report to the school office, it will be enough for him.

"Don't you all be like this, this is to lead the flames of war to me alone.

Don't look at a student who came to ask questions today, just think that our class is full of worry-free children.

That Zhou Hui, do you think there are some naughty kids in our class? "

As Wang Xia was talking, the conversation changed, and Zhou Hui was suddenly mentioned.

Zhou Hui hurriedly put down her pen, tugged at her sleeves, and looked at him with an expression of incomprehension.

In fact, Wang Xia was just talking for fun, and she was very protective of the calf in private, and she didn't expect her to really answer.

Jiang Han laughed out loud, "Is that Hao Han? I think he can dance quite well."

(End of this chapter)