She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 8 The problem boy
Xu Caihua was immersed in the joy of meeting new classmates, and completely forgot the time. Holding a thermos cup, he introduced the situation of the school to her kindly: "This sophomore in our No. [-] Middle School, there are [-] students in the science class. There are twelve in liberal arts classes, and two in art classes."

Lin Qingyou hummed in response.

"Class [-] and Class [-] are the school's key science classes. Although our Class [-] is an ordinary class, it doesn't matter. Student Lin, I hope you will have confidence in the future. As long as you believe in yourself, nothing is impossible."

"……Um."

Lin Qingyou started staring at the lines on his thermos in a daze.

What Xu Caihua said was very subtle and euphemistic. In fact, rather than saying that Class [-] is an ordinary class, it is better to say that it is a gathering place for problematic teenagers.

In the science class, except for the students in Class [-] and Class [-], the other [-] classes were randomly assigned by computer.

It's just that I don't know if it's a special fate. As soon as the list of Class [-] came out, the teachers of all grades shy away.

Without it, it is only because the scumbags account for more than half of the class.

Looking at this list, no teacher is willing to teach. After all, grades are linked to teacher bonuses, and no one will be against money.

Therefore, Teacher Xu Caihua, who adhered to the principle of teaching without distinction and love without borders, bravely carried the banner of Class Seven.

Before the start of school, he deliberately took a look at the final report card of the whole grade, and at a glance, there were not many names in the top [-] in the seventh class.

Ding-dong-

The alarm clock rang exactly at eight o'clock.

Xu Caihua finally remembered that he is the class teacher now, and it was time to meet his new students in the classroom, so he happily concluded: "Okay, Lin Qingyou, the teacher hopes that you will have a pleasant two years in No. [-] Middle School." In [-], go to the classroom with me now, and we will talk about the rest when we find time."

"……Um."

Lin Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief, and finally finished speaking.

The teaching building of the second year of high school has five floors, and the classroom of Class Seven is on the east end of the top floor.

The class was noisy, and the shouts of the students could be heard from a long distance away, as if they could blow off the roof.

Xu Caihua gasped cheerfully: "Young man, you are really full of energy."

As he was getting older, he climbed up to the fifth floor in one breath, and he was a little out of breath.

The two stopped at the front door of Class [-]. Xu Caihua reached out and pushed the door, but he didn't.

Push again, still no push.

Yo?
The door was still closed tightly.

Seeing that he was about to put down the thermos and pushed it with both hands, Lin Qingyou took a step forward in a timely manner and said thoughtfully, "Teacher, let me open it."

"Okay, okay, come on, classmate Lin, work hard."

Xu Caihua gave up his position, and did not forget to praise the quality of the doors: "The quality of our doors is good. For the safety of students, the school installs bulletproof doors."

Lin Qingyou pushed open the door with both hands, and nodded very cooperatively: "...OK."

It's just that what she didn't understand was, for the safety of the students?

How unsafe is this school to use bulletproof doors?

Before she stepped in, Lin Qingyou felt something flying towards her, and she subconsciously tilted her head to avoid it.

She avoided it, and Teacher Xu who came in behind her was not so lucky.

The thing rubbed against her hair, and hit Xu Caihua's shoulder just right, before being bounced back, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Lin Qingyou looked down and saw that it was a blackboard eraser inlaid with gold.

She couldn't understand the love of the school leaders for the golden silk border.

When Xu Caihua was hit like this, it didn't hurt very much, but he was startled, his hands trembled, and the thermos bottle fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)