My wife is pure and pure

While analyzing a set of test papers for the students to correct the questions, a boy who usually hangs around the teacher asked the Chinese teacher about the inside story of the school in a moderate voice.

Although the gossip among the students is not slow to spread, there is no guarantee of credibility. If you really want to know something conclusive, you can either ask the teacher directly or ask the monitor.

And the small squad leader didn't give any news that would make everyone excited on the spot.

When the Chinese teacher saw the expectant look in the student's eyes, a helpless wry smile suddenly appeared on his face.

As the head teacher, she certainly knows the level of this math teacher. Although her education is not low, her ability is really not good. She is not young but she is not good at being a person, let alone a teacher.

If it wasn't for the fact that her colleagues looked up and looked down, she would have reported this to the director long ago.

If I would have done this without hesitation ten years ago, the long working life would have smoothed out the sharp corners of her serious personality. She is just an ordinary teacher, and she has neither background nor the courage to resign.

So tact is her only choice, and she still wants to save a provident fund to buy a house in a few years.

"I don't know about this either. Go back and ask your class teacher, they are in the office together."

In fact, the Chinese teacher already knew that this new teacher would soon take over two classes of math subjects, but she couldn't tell her classmates directly, let alone her classmates.

This is not appropriate.

"Oh~ our mother Yao didn't say anything."

"That's right, everything has to be postponed until the end to inform, and we are taught all day long not to procrastinate, that's it, that's it."

The discussion among the students began to gradually tend to criticize their head teacher. Luo Mingyu had no leisure to listen to the chats of the students, nor was she interested in joining them.

While pretending to correct the outrageously wrong reading comprehension on the test paper, she was thinking about the advancement conditions of the exclusive task 'Shell'.

Yan Jue accepted his invitation just now, but the progress is still at 0/5, and there are no clues or reminders.

That is to say, the invitation just now was just an inertial continuation after the mission started, and it was not a node where decisions could be used to generate disagreements.

Although the initial proactive attempts did not get any positive feedback, Luo Mingyu was not disappointed either.

She is quite clear about the truth that good things take time.

If it was so simple and she could succeed, then she would be able to shed all her burdens and indulge in the happy life of wine pools and meat forests.

Sure enough, this matter is not so easy to grind out.

Luo Mingyu began to plan tomorrow's route and some possible unexpected situations in her mind.

Her life is full of surprises.

If she were to walk on a deserted street in the middle of the night, the probability of her encountering a temperamental big sister would be even more than 80.00%.

I started by accident, coincidences can be seen everywhere.

For Luo Mingyu, the fateful encounter was almost an irresistible necessity.

This is true no matter where she is, even if she is dramatically reduced to some untouched primitive island, she feels that she is better than meeting a dangerous and ferocious beast, or meeting a strong, beautiful and beautiful man. Strong wild girls are more likely.

Definitely still pretty...

That's why Luo Mingyu always felt that she was like a male protagonist in a gal game, and whenever she went out, she would meet a lot of people who she could share her heart with.

At one time, people wondered how good their noses were, and they could always chase after them by smelling.

Or is the smell on your body particularly attractive.

Hmm, like Su Su?

No, if there is a quick effect, Luo Mingyu may really be like a walking hormone, spreading her own rain and dew everywhere to moisten those thirsty gardens.

The reality is still much better, and it is far from the level of "there will be no worse orange noodles".

Although the road ahead is as dark as being ridden on the face, Luo Mingyu can still rely on her own efforts to pursue that little light of hope.

She doesn't know how many hardships there will be on the road.

Tang Seng still has an accurate number of Buddhist scriptures, but everything here is unknown.

But fortunately, she still has hope.

Chapter One Hundred and Four

Of course, Luo Mingyu also had times when she gave up on herself, but that didn't solve any problems.

If sometimes her psychological pressure is too great, the next time she wakes up, she will do many desperate or neurotic things.

Although it is useless, it can be regarded as expressing the suppressed emotions in my heart.

Over time, she also got used to it.

No longer the sane madness that collapsed at every turn like the first time, or the pissing and filthy pissing that got angry.

She can have such a psychological quality and a tangled and contradictory personality, and those experiences that have never been mentioned to others play a vital role.

In addition to the cgs and texts that are rich enough to fill countless works, she has also grown up somewhat.

Among other things, the ability to withstand stress is definitely better than one, and it is a bit difficult for one to be better than two. Even if one is better than three, it is not impossible to try.

Of course, this is all about the ability to resist stress when facing normal girls.

Under special circumstances, for some special mission objectives, it is very likely that both of them cannot feed one.

In a flash of time, it came to the big class break in the morning.

After the second class is over, the rest time between classes is much longer, with 10 minutes.

But the students didn't like it very much, because except for the students in the third and third grades of high school, everyone had to come out and stand on the playground to do the indispensable inter-class exercises in the school days.

Although the original intention of the inter-class exercises is to strengthen the body and make the sedentary students more active, it has now become a pure process and formalism.

Some students will even be ridiculed by other students if they are serious and standard.

So it's more meaningful than taking the students to trot for a few laps.

After all, they haven't seen a physical education teacher for a long time, and physical education has become a reserve for the courses of teachers of various major subjects.

Except for some boys who can play ball and run for a while, most of them are a little lack of exercise. Some students have some problems in the neck and even the spine and lumbar spine due to sedentary, and there are not a few hunched backs.

But no matter for the students or the school, what everyone values ​​at this stage is the academic performance. Except for the special sports students, almost no one will pay special attention to the improvement of physical fitness.

Such is the environment today.

Everyone went downstairs chattering together, and stood in line on the playground in an orderly manner. Because she was still tall among girls, she stood a little further back.

Zhuang Mengmeng's size is limited, so she can only stand in the front few rows, while Yan Jue is very serious about doing exercises between classes, so she was arranged by the head teacher to lead the exercise at the front of the class.

Only Luo Mingyu can hide in a safe place and follow the gestures and touch fish casually.

It's not because she's shy or embarrassing or something superficial, it's just pure laziness.

Not to mention the radio gymnastics that elementary school students know, she definitely does a lot of those dances that open doors when they dance.

Although they are all danced for one person, in terms of shame, it is far from being comparable to a mere radio gymnastics.

Luo Mingyu's shame in this regard was almost equivalent to nothing.

The power of habit is powerful. Maybe the first time you will be embarrassed and want to dig out a thousand rivers and mountains with your toes, but you will obviously not be so resistant the second time.

The third time, the fourth time may have begun to slowly accept.

Whether it will be fun or ecstatic afterwards is unknown.

It's like dressing up and coming out, one time and countless times.

"Stand up! Where is the back! The principal is watching from the front."

The head teacher Yao Ma also came out with the students in the class, helping the sports committee to manage this group of students with reluctance written all over their faces to form a good team.

The words of the sports committee did not manage everyone's dignity and popularity well. They are not as good at life as the small squad leader, and the sports committee of the class is not very good.

Although he is not the kind of poor student who bullies his classmates and contradicts the teacher, he is indeed a naughty and playful one in the class.

The selection of the sports committee is naturally based on the priority of being tall, lively and active.

Ah...Speaking of this, Luo Mingyu suddenly remembered that he still had the title of art committee member...

At that time, she had just entered high school and had not yet been tortured by these mission goals, because she saw that the class leader was embarrassed because no one was willing to be the leader of these classes.

The result of taking the initiative to rush to help out.

It mainly depends on the class leader's beauty and temperament. At that time, she joined the class based on the principle of wanting to meet more beautiful girls in high school life.

And she is really just a name, although she can be regarded as able to dance and sing, but there is no use for her.

She has never been on stage at a large-scale talent event such as a school party or the Golden Autumn Art Festival, and she has been slacking off all the time.

What's more, things like blackboard newspapers and publicity papers are handed over to the publicity committee members. Not only the students can't remember clearly, but she even almost forgot that she is more or less a petty official.

Just think of it as a name.

Under the teacher's organization, the students stood up straight in line, at least one and a half arms away from each other.

Give everyone a space to stretch out.

Of course, in the field of kicking sports, even the boys in the back row of the playground will want to kick the butt of the boy in front of them leisurely.

This has been commonplace since childhood.

Girls naturally don't have this trouble.

"National Middle School Students' Eighth Radio Gymnastics~Time is calling~Get ready~!"

As the students stood in line, the very familiar and somewhat magical music slogan sounded on the campus radio.

Although the principal would occasionally come out for a walk to inspect the students' exercises, his presence did not make everyone take their actions seriously.

He wants to say that if you do exercises well and add a day off, you can guarantee that everyone will become a well-trained professional gymnast.

Luo Mingyu, who was wearing a loose school uniform, shrank behind the crowd, like a boneless mollusc, while gesticulating with the general meaning.

[Hey, look up, there is a surprise. 】

The female voice in her head, who was always clear and watery, suddenly spoke up. Her tone was as coquettish as ever, and she could smell a little even through the screen of the mobile phone.

[what's the matter?Don't scare me, I'm timid, if you pee in scare, you have to be responsible to know. 】

Luo Mingyu's figure, which was twisting like an abstract art, suddenly froze.