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When the bell rings, Shen Yang just walks to the door of the office and goes with Hong Hong Hong to the class of class nine in senior two.

The back door of class nine in senior two is not closed. Shen Yang takes a subconscious look at the back door after Hong Hong Hong.

Then he looked at Lin fengxu, who was sitting by the window of the classroom.

For a moment, Shen Yang felt that Lin fengxu was too much like him before.

Lin fengxu and Chi nianxun are very similar.

However, this idea disappeared only after a circle in Shen Yang's mind, because he followed Hong Hong Hong into the classroom of class 9 of senior high school.

The noisy classroom quieted down. Everyone sat up straight and looked at the strange waves to them.

After all, Shen Yang is a senior. Even with a lovely and handsome face, Shen Yang's mature and steady temperament still makes people understand at a glance that he may be a new teacher rather than a new comer.

"Pay attention." Hong Hong stood on the platform and put the textbook and teaching plan on the table. "This is the internship teacher of our class this semester, Shen Yang. He is a top student majoring in Chinese language and literature at Lucheng University. You can ask him any questions about his study. Let's introduce ourselves to Mr. Shen. Let's welcome you

The students in class nine of senior two are boiling.

Handsome boy!

Hong Hong gives the center of the platform to Shen Yang. She stands under the platform and looks at Shen Yang.

Shen Yang politely smiles at everyone, takes a white chalk from the chalk box, turns and writes his name on the blackboard.

Shen Yang.

Shen Yang's blackboard writing was practiced in college, and the lines written on the blackboard are beautiful and magnificent.

Under the stage, a classmate called out: "Mr. Shen, there are mobile phone numbers and deduction numbers!"

Hong Hongmei's eyes are crooked, but they don't stop the students.

Children of this age are always full of curiosity about new people and things.

Shen Yang gave a low smile and took a look at the noisy student. Holding the chalk, he turned and wrote the phone number and button number on the blackboard.

After writing these, Shen Yang put the chalk back into the box and said with a smile, "if you don't mind, you can pull me into your class."

The students copied down Shen Yang's contact information on the paper, and everyone laughed except Lin fengxu in the last row.

Shen Yang stood up straight, took a step to the side, let out the words written on the blackboard, and began to introduce himself.

"Hello, everyone. I am Shen Yang, the intern teacher who will spend the next three months with you. You can call me my teacher or my brother. Because I read early, I am only 21 years old this year. I should be no less than you? It's not like calling me uncle, are you

In the classroom, there was a kind of good-natured laughter. "Ha ha" and "cluck" were mixed together. It didn't sound strange.

"What's more, as Mr. Hong said, if you have any questions you don't understand, you can ask me. You are a liberal arts class. I'm also a liberal arts student. I've only graduated a few years ago. Although some knowledge has been returned to my high school teachers, some of them are still in my mind. What's more, it's not just about study. If you want to ask me about your life problems, it doesn't matter. I'll try my best to help you solve them. "

Speaking of this, Shen Yang stopped for a moment, took a deep breath and blinked his eyes.

"Above, is my self introduction, thank you all!"