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Chapter 471 I Have Never Seen This Scene

Freedom is free, but the freedom of No. [-] Middle School is a bit too much, right?

These children are about to fly freely to the moon.

There is also this group of fairy teachers in No. [-] Middle School. Wu Li is very puzzled. I don't know where the old turtle principal of No. [-] Middle School dug these fairy teachers. The difference is so big?
At this moment, Wu Li deeply felt the insurmountable generation gap between her and old brother Xu Xiaorui.

It seems she is still too young.

After a while, Wu Li couldn't help but said again: "No, Teacher Xu, I think that's not what I said."

She thought and thought, and then said: "I think these two children are good candidates for key universities. If it is true that falling in love affects their studies, not to mention how much it will affect the school's ranking this year, it will affect their relationship. Life is also a kind of irresponsibility. You say, what can their children understand at this age? As a person who has experienced it and is a teacher, naturally we can't watch them go astray, isn't it the truth? "

There is a bit of earnestness in these words.

Wu Li is indeed a good teacher who cares for the students wholeheartedly, but her worries are a bit overstated. She doesn't know the specific situation of the two children in Class [-], but Lao Xu knows.

Hearing what she said, Lao Xu waved his hands and said cheerfully: "Mr. Wu, don't worry, the delay in learning that you mentioned will most likely not exist."

Wu Li: "?"

Wu Li didn't understand where Lao Xu's inexplicable self-confidence came from.

Seeing her skeptical expression, Old Xu took a sip of the goji berry lettuce, and said calmly: "I have watched these two children for a whole year. If they delay their studies, they will have been delayed long ago."

In order to enhance the persuasiveness in his words, he even gave an example.

"Mr. Wu, do you know that there is an honor roll in the small square of our school? Every time we finish the exam in No. 1 Middle School, the top ten of the grade's total score and No.[-] in a single subject will be ranked in the grade."

Wu Li is aware of this honor list. When she was in Shishigao, their school also had this honor list. Photos of students with good grades would be posted on it to motivate other students to forge ahead.

But this one in No. [-] Middle School, she never had the chance to take a closer look.

Because I don't know why, many people have been surrounded by the Honor Roll of No. [-] High School, or more precisely, many students are kneeling.

There are people from all grades, some holding snacks in their arms, some holding fruit, and some even holding gold ingots—the kind of big gold ingots sold in coffin shroud shops, golden and shiny.

Wu Li really didn't dare to go there, so he stayed away from a distance, watching the group of students in school uniform holding three sticks of incense, kneeling and bowing to the honor roll, and still muttering.

That scene is just like the ancient wizards dancing to the Great God.

Wu Li claimed to have lived for more than forty years, what kind of scenes had he not seen?

But when I came to No.[-] Middle School, I realized——

Sorry, she has never seen this scene before.

She suspected that the group of seemingly godlike students were either possessed by something that could not be said directly, or that they really had a mental problem
A good roll of honor, why is it the same as a memorial service? ? ?
Wu Li was a little worried, if he walked over to look at the list, would he be sent away by the group of worshiping students below.

Of course, Old Xu didn't know about Wu Li's mental activities, but he just felt a little strange—why did Mr. Wu's face become stiff when he mentioned the honor list?

Strange is strange, Lao Xu has a big heart, so he didn't think about her expression carefully, but continued to say what he didn't finish just now: "On the honor list, the highest score in a single subject and the top two in the grade, except I've never seen anyone else from these two kids in our class."

Brother Xiao Rui also echoed: "That's right, Teacher Wu, to be honest, you don't have to worry about studying at all. The two of them are more concerned about their academic performance than us teachers."

Wu Li was a little confused: "..."

Ah this?

At this age when youthful hormones are sprouting, is there still such a fairy student who takes reading as his own responsibility?

Maybe she knows too little?

Old Xu said again: "And our classmate Lin said—that little girl, she said that she is studying for the rise of China, and she will contribute to the construction of socialism in the future, and she will join hands with us to create a better future, Go to a well-off society and finally achieve common prosperity."

"..."

Wu Li's eyes were straightened, and he felt as if he was taking a political and ideological class.

This is all about... what the hell?

If she remembers correctly, Old Xu seems to be teaching mathematics, not politics.

At this time, Mrs. Fang turned her office chair and joined the chatting army. She spread out the composition book she was holding and put it on her desk. The fonts displayed on it were neat and neat. It is from the hand of a little girl.

Among them, the title of the composition in the top line is particularly eye-catching-"My Motherland I Can't Separate From Me".

Mrs. Fang flipped through the weekly diary, which was a model composition, and said with emotion: "Mr. Wu, you really don't have to worry about this. As for the ideological consciousness of the two children in Class [-], the political teachers in our school are very familiar with it." Can't keep up."

"..."

In the third year of high school, the evening self-study class changed from one session to two sessions, and the time after school also changed from eight to nine. week off.

The first two-week holiday of the new semester coincided with the end of Cheng Xuliang Jidong's military training for freshmen.

The military training time of the major colleges and universities in the university city is not all the same. The short one is four or five days, and the long one is more than half a month. The military training of Xiangzhou Normal University lasted for less than half a month. When he was in front of Xing Xing, Jing Xing almost didn't recognize him.

If it is said that Cheng Xu used to be matte black, now it has become a glossy black lacquer. Just standing there, the black starts to reflect light.

This is in line with He Xiangyang's old saying about Cheng Xu - gold always shines, and you, glass, can only reflect light.

No. [-] Middle School is on weekends this week, and it happens to catch up with the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, so there is no evening self-study on Friday, and school is over after three classes in the afternoon.

After the military training in Hunan Normal University, all teachers and students were given a three-day Mid-Autumn Festival holiday. Cheng Xu called Jing Xing yesterday, saying that he hadn't seen him for more than half a month, and called He Xiangyang and the others to have dinner together at night. .

(End of this chapter)