As soon as Huang Han returned to the classroom, Zhang Chunmei, who was in the middle of the blackboard, turned around and couldn't wait to ask, "Huang Han, what did Teacher Han tell you?"

The children in the class were all curious, and Huang Han said: "The teacher praised me for telling the story well, and said that she also likes to listen to it."

Told me to protect my throat, and suggested that I should not tell stories for more than 45 minutes a day, and she thought that my storytelling time was more than 15 minutes more than the daily commentary "The Biography of Yue Fei". ”

"Oh! That's it! There's a lot of time to listen to stories every day. ”

Huang Han said: "From tomorrow onwards, there will be no stories during recess, lest many students forget to go to the toilet, and many students will not even have time to buy breakfast." ”

Zhang Chunmei nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I arrived at school half an hour early at noon, and I used half of the activity class time just right." ”

Huang Han looked at the other two class cadres who were asking questions on the blackboard, and knew that Teacher Gui should be lazy.

If there are many homework topics that need to be assigned, the teacher will do it himself, and the class cadres will usually do it for them.

Children write chalk words very slowly, Zhang Chunmei is a big ghost, often organize three classes of cadres to take turns on the blackboard to solve problems, not only to avoid their own involvement, but also to save time to do favors.

Good students in this period love the class collective, and they are proud to be able to help the teacher do things, and it is a glorious thing to be able to solve problems for students on the blackboard, everyone strives for it, and students with bad grades are not qualified at all.

If any of the poor students go up to write the questions, the students below will boo, or directly coax the poor students off the stage.

Huang Han asked Zhang Chunmei: "Squad leader, how many questions do you still have to copy on the blackboard? Do you want me to help you?"

"Okay, okay! Three math problems, it's long, I'll help you move a stool." ”

Huang Han's height is five centimeters shorter than Zhang Chunmei's, and if the question is written too low, the students sitting at the back of the classroom may not be able to see it.

When the class saw that the always arrogant class leader was busy moving a stool for Huang Han, they all cast admiring glances.

Huang Han is not competing to do things for the class, but thinks that Zhang Chunmei is too slow to solve the questions.

He stood on the low stool and could reach the top of the blackboard, and simply erased the line that Zhang Chunmei had written.

Three questions are not enough for 100 words, "brush, brush" is done in three minutes, Huang Han jumped off the stool and rubbed the chalk ash on his hands, and walked to the last row.

It's so awesome, the eyes of the copying friends immediately turned into worship.

Zhang Chunmei exclaimed: "Huang Han, you are so amazing, you can write so well and quickly, Teacher Jiang's chalk words are not as good as you." I didn't realize you had so many strengths before!"

Huang Han had a bad taste, thinking about disgusting Jiang Fat, and said: "The teacher can't do five stresses and four beauties, so I used to be a little tired of studying, but since I changed the head teacher, my attitude has been corrected immediately."

People are most afraid of the word serious, as long as they do it seriously, there is nothing difficult in the world!"

Zhang Chunmei applauded: "That's a good point!"

The little kids in the classroom suddenly whispered, all talking about how the fat man Jiang was.

There were a few children who were scolded by Jiang Fat Man and hurt their self-esteem were emotional, and their words proved that Jiang Fat Man couldn't do five talks and four beauties, which was just a swear word.

I think these discussions will get out, and the headmaster may be able to hear it, hehe!

provoked the topic, Huang Han didn't participate at all, he ran to look at the Chengwen Pavilion who was copying the question, and asked, "Which question is difficult?" I can talk to you now when I have time. ”

You can't eat other people's buns and steamed buns for nothing, and if you want to save face, how can you take advantage of others in vain?

Huang Han decided to take time out to tutor Chengwenge for about a quarter of an hour every day, and according to the price of one-on-one tutoring in later generations, the value of this quarter of an hour starts at fifty yuan.

This payment far exceeds the value of steamed buns and steamed buns, and can even affect Chengwenge's life.

To be honest, in the past two days, Huang Han has been thinking about what happened in the third and fourth grades of his previous life and the people he came into contact with, and the stupid big man still has a little image, and his classmates have not said a few words in a year, and there is no memory about him after the fourth grade is classified.

In addition to traveling in Shanghai, Hangzhou, and provincial cities for three or four years, Huang Han has been working and living in Sanshui City for the rest of the time, and still lives in the downtown community, which is only a few hundred meters away from the experimental primary school.

It's just that he has never seen Cheng Wenge again, and he will never be able to be admitted to university, and if he wants to go to high school, he will have to go to the villages and towns below, so there is no such thing as going to school in other places and being assigned to work in other cities.

This kid is stupid, and his family's economic conditions are good, but it is very likely that he will be led by the little hooligans to study badly, and in the successive crackdowns, a little hooligan with developed limbs and a simple mind must be the best scapegoat.

Huang Han also remembered at least three or four bad boys who had bullied him for no reason, one of whom he often met in the bathroom in later generations, but that kid was wearing a security uniform, and he always looked away when he saw Huang Han.

Originally, Huang Han wanted to find fault and give him some color, but then he gave up, and everyone became a glorious security guard, put on a uniform, and he still couldn't get along with this kind of person, isn't it too uneducated?

Huang Han never took the initiative to provoke others when he was a child, but there will always be other children who find fault for no reason.

Dogs bite through rags, which is the case in real life.

It wasn't until the second year of junior high school that the situation was completely reversed.

That's because Huang Han, who was beginning to develop, had the strength to single out one of the most arrogant classmates in the class.

It was not that the combat power was enough to crush the opponent, but the suppressed emotions in Huang Han's heart exploded instantly.

He went all out to pounce on him desperately, with a fierce look on his face, and he had the posture of killing the kid on the spot.

That kid was strong on the outside, and when he saw Huang Han's distorted face, he panicked, and was directly stunned and cried by a burst of chaotic punches that split his head and covered his face, and from then on, Huang Han had a prestige and no one dared to provoke him.

Huang Han, who started again, has the plug-in of the traverser, and without getting the strength bonus, it is best to find a hardcore thug to always take with him.

Cheng Wenge was as honest as ever, he said: "I'm doing it, and I don't know which question I can't do." ”

"Okay, you go ahead and show me when you're done. Sit up straight, cheer up, and don't forget that you are a hero. ”

This sentence worked, it was equivalent to Chengwen Pavilion, who was lying on the desk, suddenly had a mental head, and immediately sat up straight.

Teachers in this period do not change their minds, and they do not leave much homework.

Chengwenge is three or four years older than his classmates, and his writing speed is no worse than theirs, because of his correct attitude and hard work, the homework is completed quickly.

Huang Han also came up with three application questions similar to that topic as quickly as possible, and asked Cheng Wenge to complete them seriously after returning home.

The kid didn't resist and nodded in agreement. It seems that after all, he is fifteen years old, and he can see who is good and who is bad.

No one in the class wore a watch, and there was no wall clock in the classroom, so if you wanted to know the time, you had to run to the reception room at the school gate, or you had to estimate it from the bell at the end of class.

The school schedule should be adjusted every two or three months, because the days are long in the summer, and it would be too early to ring the class bell at 4:10 as it is now.