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With that, Mr. Jin choked again, "the teacher has been carrying a class, a class of famous poor class, but the teacher has never felt that his students will be poor, the teacher's students, are the best students, you work hard, you don't agree, you help each other, you are not much worse than those top class students, this time we test very well, And the teacher believes that we will be better in the future, and we will be admitted to the university to win honor for our class and my parents, right? "

"Yes The study below is full of blood and tears.

Tang Yu feels that their teacher Jin is actually a character. In just a few words, he has condensed the minds of the whole class, which also makes everyone feel more energetic than ever. In addition, recently, the learning atmosphere and atmosphere in his own class have risen to the extreme.

Everyone's heart is burning into a fire now. If they want to put their own energy into the fire, even if it's burning, even if it's broken, it's like the nirvana of the Phoenix. One day, just like those students in the class, they can write their names on the red paper, and they can go home with their transcripts, Along with their own parents are also proud, proud of their children, but also for their own pride.

A class here, whether students or teachers, now are so excited flame burning, almost all to the extreme, and some students have picked up the book, began to recite.

No one is willing to give up a chance to learn.

The teacher is right, they are still young, they have plenty of opportunities, this is just the first test, and a test is nothing, before the high school entrance examination did not test good students, people do not test well now, not to mention their class there are grade first, and young top ten, there are three in their class.

They often discuss problems. As long as they follow their ideas, how can it be bad?

At this time, in the headmaster's office, Mr. Song's face is nearly black, and a face is still beautiful. At this time, it just stretches to a horse's face, which is a lot of ugly. She used to be the emperor's favorite concubine, if not the Empress Dowager of a country, now she is a resentful concubine.

"What do you mean, principal?"

Song teacher think of that red list, gas of his heart and liver are painful.

"What do I mean?" The headmaster didn't understand, "Mr. Song, that matter is not in the past. Parents don't pursue it. What else do you want?"

The headmaster cherishes talents, and Mr. Song is indeed a talent. If it's not for fear of destroying this talent, how can he give up his old face and give up others' responsibility? What's the matter now? Who did he recruit and who did he provoke?

It's OK not to mention that. When it comes to that, Mr. Song's whole face is green.

Well, if we don't mention these and this, Miss Song is constantly doing psychological construction for herself. Otherwise, she really doesn't guarantee whether she will really yell at the headmaster like a madman.

"Headmaster, why did you give those three students to class one? Are you beating class five in the face?"

Yes, it's more than hitting her in the face. It's almost killing her in front of all the teachers and students in the school.

Class five is the top class, but it is a very poor student who can't pass class one. They even robbed the first grade. The second grade is in their class, but it is the same family. The first grade is 40 points worse.

How does that make her step down? How can you have a face? How to meet other teachers in the future?

"What?" The headmaster still doesn't understand. He has been saying this for a long time, but he can't understand a word. What's the matter? What students, what to a class, he gave a class of students hard plug more.

Just when the headmaster is still in a daze.

There was another knock on the door,

"Please come in," the headmaster called.

When the door opened, Mr. Jin came in. If she had entered at this time before, she would have no face to see others. Today, she is very proud, and walking and running is also full of wind.

"Eh, Mr. Jin, you are in a good mood. Is there anything good about you?" The headmaster also teased Mr. Jin.

A person who laughs when he sees someone, and a person who looks like a horse, who wants to talk to the person who laughs.

"Yes, it's a good thing," Mr. Jin came over. However, when he saw Mr. Song, this time, he could look up and hold his chest. In this school, everything is important. Of course, the student's performance is the most important. If the student's exam is good, even the teacher can stand up with his face.

"What's good? Let's hear it. "The headmaster also laughed. Just now, he was still feeling stuffy in the room. At this time, he felt that there was a light wind coming into the room. All of a sudden, his breath was following him.

"I'm here to thank the principal."

The more she thought about it, the happier she was. Even others could easily feel the joy.

"Thank me?" The headmaster pointed to himself and thank him for something. Recently, he really didn't do anything. No, he pleaded in a low voice and put his old face in shame. Now when he goes out, he puts his face in his pocket.

"Thank you for dividing Yuxin into my class, principal. Do you know that?" Teacher Jin pressed her hands on the top of the table. She was so excited that she thought she would not be able to sleep tonight.

"Tang Yuxin of our class got the first place in the mid-term examination, Chen Lidong was the fifth, and Xu Miaomiao was the eighth. He was in the top 100 of the grade, and our class has entered nearly ten."

After hearing this, the headmaster was stunned for a moment. Then he took a clear look at Mr. Song. This is really his fault. He wanted to give people to their class, but she refused. But in the end, he gave them to their class cheaply. Look at the three children. They really didn't come in through the back door. They just wanted to arrange the three children to one class, As a result, the first, the fifth and the eighth place in the grade, no matter which class they are in or the teachers of which class, they all have to smile.

When Mr. Jin went out, Mr. Song's face could not be longer.

"Mr. Song, you don't want people," the headmaster stood up and poked Mr. Song's heart. "At the beginning, I gave this person to you, you didn't want it."

But song teacher's this breath is holding, almost all did not let oneself breath out one liter blood to come out.