I, go to the parent-teacher meeting for my eldest niece!

In the first class of the morning, the class of senior three (16) was magical.

The math teacher stood on the podium, lecturing into the air, not embarrassed at all, he should have been used to it for a long time.

The students all gathered around Wang Yi and listened to Wang Yi’s crosstalk lecture with relish.

The math teacher and Wang Yi’s voices were very small, and neither heard what the other was saying.

Because Wang Yi is small and surrounded by students, the math teacher can’t see Wang Yi inside, and Wang Yi can’t see the math teacher outside.

The math teacher heard a buzzing sound in the crowd and thought it was a small video of his classmates.

Wang Yi heard a buzzing sound outside, and thought that it was his classmates chatting.

In this way, Wang Yi and the mathematics teacher did not disturb each other, and each talked about their own content.

Time passed like this, and if nothing else, the atmosphere of the entire class lasted for one lesson.

However, there are accidents, and Zhu Ganglie, who is angry at the moment, is that accident.

“Class, don’t you listen to the teacher?”

Zhu Ganglie shouted angrily at the class, he didn’t want to listen to Wang Yi’s lectures, let alone let others listen to Wang Yi’s lectures, this is the weakness of human nature.

The whole class only took Zhu Ganglie’s words as farts, and no one paid attention to them at all.

“Shh, whisper, don’t disturb everyone!”

The math teacher put his index finger to his mouth and reminded Zhu Ganglie.

The third (16th) class of high school has been abandoned by the whole school, and no one cares about it except the class teacher Gao Junqin.

The math teacher wants to spend this class quietly, call this attendance, and not disturb the students, so that hello me hello everyone.

“Teacher, don’t you just care?”

Zhu Ganglie questioned the math teacher, and the math teacher who asked couldn’t get off the stage in an instant.

Senior 3 (16) class, what class is that? Only students manage teachers, but how can any teachers manage students?

Besides the head teacher Gao Junqin, which teacher can control Gao Junqin?

The mathematics teacher felt that Zhu Ganglie was pitting himself, and his impression of Zhu Ganglie was extremely bad in an instant.

Zhu Ganglie can win the first place in the third (16th) class of high school, he is very good except himself, he is complacent every day, and he is going to heaven except himself.

But in the eyes of the teachers, Zhu Ganglie is a fart.

Sharp knife class and sprint class, any student can press him to the ground and rub him.

Other students who are better in the regular class can hang him casually.

In the eyes of teachers, the first place in the third (16th) class of high school may not be as good as the last one.

The penultimate head of the errand shift has a bright head, good interpersonal relationships, and will be able to easily hang the positive number first of the errand shift in society in the future.

Therefore, Zhu Ganglie is so unpopular in the eyes of the teachers, and it is a world away from the first in a good class.

Wang Yi saw a tall guy standing on the podium through the human slit, and thought he was a student, and he couldn’t help but feel dissatisfied and criticized

“Why did that student stand on the podium and don’t know where the teacher can stay on the podium? It’s so unbelievable! ”

The students followed Wang Yi’s gaze to the podium and saw the mathematics teacher performing alone.

The math teacher felt everyone’s gaze, subconsciously turned his head, and saw that there was actually a child in the crowd, and he was immediately dissatisfied, and criticized in his heart:

“These students are getting less and less like now, they actually brought their younger brothers to school, and their parents are really, really think that the scumbags don’t have to study? Did you really give up your child’s college entrance examination? Is it really busy to the point of having children with babies? ”

“Uncle, he is not a student, he is our math teacher, he is a little low, and he is easily mistaken for a student!”

Zhang Qianqian explained to Wang Yi.

“What?”

Wang Yi suddenly felt that the other party was so embarrassed, the teacher was mistaken for a student, even more embarrassed than his own uncle was mistaken for a little brother.

“Isn’t it time for morning study hall? Do math teachers have to study early? ”

Wang Yi asked curiously.

“It stands to reason that it should be the head teacher, Teacher Gao, who sits in class and studies early, but Teacher Gao doesn’t know why he didn’t come!”

Zhang Qianqian was also confused.

Gao Junqin was still preparing a speech to greet Wang Yi in the office, who knew that Wang Yi had already entered the class.

“Then why did the math teacher come to study hall?”

“I don’t know, is it entrusted by Teacher Gao?”

At this time, a classmate glanced at the time: “Yes, it’s 8:15 now, it’s already in class, the first class is a math class, no wonder the math teacher is here!” ”

Wang Yi is a quality and cultivated person, especially respects the teacher, now that he has already attended class, how can he give lectures to students? This is also too disrespectful to people’s teachers.

“Go back to your seats and listen to the teacher!”

The students left Wang Yi extremely reluctantly and returned to their seats.

“Eh, you can actually continue to relax, don’t pay attention to me, after all, it’s about to take the college entrance examination, and a good mood is the best!”

The math teacher is very considerate and understands the students, and really does not care that the students do not listen to the class.

“Teacher, can you stop lecturing?”

Zhang Qianqian suddenly came out with such a sentence.

Wang Yi glared at her angrily: “What are you talking about?” If the teacher doesn’t lecture, how do you learn? ”

The math teacher was not angry, but smiled slightly: “Actually, I don’t want to lecture, but this is my teaching task, but you can not listen to my lecture, if you think I am noisy and disturb your leisure, my voice can be lower!” ”

When Wang Yi heard this, he was immediately stunned, this teacher is too considerate of the students, right? No wonder the students in the third (16th) class of high school are so bad.

“Teacher, I don’t mean that, I mean you don’t lecture, let my uncle lecture, we like to listen to my uncle!”