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Chapter 466 Existence of School Bully

After the mobilization meeting, it was still early, just after four o'clock, and there was still a self-study class before school. Lao Xu assigned a task and ran a blackboard newspaper with the theme of the college entrance examination.

Lin Qingyou, a member of the literary and art committee who has no literary talent at all, started to have a headache again.

There was no evening self-study today. In the last class of the afternoon, Lin Qingyou had been thinking about how to do this blackboard paper with the theme of the college entrance examination.

Seeing her struggling so much, Jing Xing simply went to the podium in front and brought two pieces of chalk. The golden chalk wrote the words "You must win the college entrance examination", and the red chalk drew a "yeah" sign beside it.

In less than 10 minutes of brushing and brushing, she directly solved the problem of the century for her.

"..."

Lin Qingyou fell into a deep silence as she looked at the four flamboyant characters on the blackboard.

Although the blackboard newspaper published was indeed in line with the theme of Lao Xu's college entrance examination, but... didn't Jing Xing think it was a bit too lazy?
His perfunctory words almost overflowed the screen.

But I don’t know if Lao Xu thinks that the squad leader he picked is pleasing to the eye, or it’s just a purely aesthetic problem. When he saw this perfunctory blackboard newspaper, he repeatedly praised Jing Xing for his ideas, creativity, and innovation. Spirit, directly boasting people as a "three-year-old boy".

All right, probably all class teachers look at the students in their classes with a paternal halo in their eyes.

The teachers in the third middle school are all related to the grade. The teaching teachers of each class are fixed when the subjects are assigned in the second year of senior high school. Generally, there are no special circumstances and they will not be changed. class.

But the English teacher of Class [-] took a wedding leave at the end of August. In order not to delay the teaching progress, the school leaders temporarily transferred a new English teacher over.

It is said that in order to take care of the two top students in class seven who occupy the honor list all the year round, this is a super teacher who was poached from the city experimental high school by the school leaders for a lot of money.

"Heavy news! Big news is coming! Stop, stop—don't sleep!" Du Mingyu heard the gossip from Lao Xu, and couldn't wait to jump up to the podium to share it with everyone, "I just went to the office I was handing in my homework, and I happened to hear Lao Xu and the others talking about their new colleagues, and I heard that this new English teacher is very good at managing students."

Someone below answered, "How do you say that?"

Du Mingyu: "I heard what Old Xu and Brother Xiaorui said, and it seems that Mrs. Fang is better than Mrs. Fang. It seems that our hard days are coming."

There was a howling sound below.

"Don't - I was already trembling enough when I was in the teacher's class, and this is another extinction?"

"I miss our English teacher very much now. Why can't she get married two years earlier or two years later?"

"As far as our class is in English class, our English teacher can bear it. I don't think many teachers can accept pleasant interactions with air."

"One thing to say, I really admire our English teacher's temper. These days, there are not many teachers with such a mild temper."

Because of this sudden news, the atmosphere in the class turned into a pot of boiling water, and the noise seemed to be able to blow off the roof.

Jing Xing was laying down on the table bored and having fun, but now his ears hurt from their noise, and he didn't bother to argue with them, so he slowly took out the earphones from the belly of the table.

Although Jing Xing was nominally the monitor of class seven, he usually didn't bother to take care of them unless necessary.

It's not like Jing Xing doesn't understand the truth that if you manage too much, everyone will find it annoying.

The little monkey cubs in class [-] with fleas on their buttocks lived comfortably in the class and didn't feel suffocated by the existence of the school bully.

Because they discovered that this school bully classmate who was the class monitor seemed to implement a free-range policy towards them, and he just turned a blind eye to anything that was out of the ordinary.

Probably because he was really cold-tempered and didn't bother to worry about it.

The class was full of turmoil, and the door that had been half-closed in front was suddenly pushed open, probably because the person came with a lot of force, and the heavy bulletproof door slammed against the wall with a bang.

Immediately, a strange woman's voice came from the front.

"Why are you arguing? Is it time for get out of class to end? Start making noise!"

"..."

Probably because of hearing a strange voice, the class quickly fell silent.

The speaker was a middle-aged woman wearing black glasses. She looked about 45 or six years old. Her long hair was neatly tied behind her head. She was wearing a serious black business attire, and her collar was neatly ironed.

Du Mingyu had already sprinted down from the podium, sat upright on his seat, and secretly gave Xu Changhao a look—this must be the new English teacher, right?

Sure enough, as rumored, she seemed to be even stronger than Mrs. Fang.

Because the English homework was not accepted for a long time, the English teacher was very responsible and went directly to Class [-] to urge him, just in time to see a male student in the front row scribbling around with his pen, copying the multiple-choice questions The speed of copying is dazzling.

The new teacher frowned, stood in front of him, and looked at him condescendingly: "Copy your homework? Then you might as well not write it."

I don't know if he really didn't hear the irony of their new teacher, or because he was born with a lack of brain, the male student was overjoyed and said, "Ah? Can you really not write?"

"..."

The new teacher was choked up by his words, and after a long silence, he said forcefully: "Fake."

As if he didn't want to stay in the classroom, the new English teacher looked around, frowned and asked, "Who is the English class representative?"

In the third row by the window, a boy with two big round earrings on his ears stood up casually: "I am."

It was probably the first time I saw a high school student dressed like this. The English teacher froze for a moment, then slowly looked around the class with his eyes, and finally found that most of the students in this class were dressed like this—— Walk in the forefront of fashion.

Her class representative is not out of line, because she has seen many boys string the silver zippers on a string of jeans on their ears.

Suppressing his dissatisfaction, the English teacher put on a stern face, and put down a sentence in a blunt tone: "Hurry up and collect all the homework and send it to my office. All other subjects are complete, but the English is not handed in. I haven't finished writing those things." There is no need to charge it."

Immediately, he turned around and left, as if he didn't want to stay in this class for a second.

(End of this chapter)