How cheap she is to find her own death.

"Smack. ”

Just then, the door to the tea room opened.

Hunting Tea in pajamas groped through the walls of the room and walked out.

"Morning. Chiri greeted, "Got up so early today?"

"Go to the toilet. Xun Cha's face was sleepy, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Chi Li habitually asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

"You help me?" asked Xuncha's tired voice, "not quite right." ”

The moment the toilet door "slammed" shut, Chi Li reacted to what Xun Cha said and what he was supporting.

Help you #¥%@*&%¥

Looking for tea, give the master death!

Chi Li was angry and ready to go out, but as soon as she opened the door, she took a step back and shouted into the toilet: "There is still bread in the kitchen, don't use it if you don't use the bread machine, don't burn to death!"

With that, she scolded and went to school.

At the school-wide meeting on Monday, the teachers and deans on duty summarized the discipline and learning situation of the previous week according to the usual practice, and then began to arrange the work of the new week.

It is mentioned that the 20th of next month is the 35th anniversary of Jizhong, and in addition to the two graduating classes of junior high school and senior high school, I hope that other classes will actively report the program.

No one in Class 5 seemed to be interested in this, and no one took it to heart.

Anyway, there are always classmates in other classes who like to perform and report the show.

As a result, this time it seems to be a little different than before.

During the class meeting, Huang Qingqiu stood on the podium and said solemnly: "Director Pan said that this time the student newspaper program is a little not very active, so far the school has only received eight or nine program registrations, and the high school has only reported 4 programs, and it will be eliminated after reviewing the quality, so the director just now specially told me that I hope our class can produce a program." ”

It is understandable that the students in the first few classes said that they should focus on their studies and were reluctant to show the show, but they were in Class 5 in the second year of high school, and they happened to be stuck in the middle class.

Director Pan also saw that Huang Qingqiu was honest, so he forced them to take a show out of the class.

"So, are there any students in the class who are willing to put on a show? There is no limit to the number of people and the format. ”

......The class was silent, and it was clear that no one wanted to waste time on this.

"It doesn't matter if you can pass the final trial, let's go and deal with Director Pan first, otherwise it will be difficult for me to explain to him. Huang Qingqiu said.

"......" still no one wants to pay attention to Huang Qingqiu.

Huang Qingqiu continued to tempt: "You can use the evening self-study time to rehearse." ”

The condition of "......" also does not seem to work.

"It seems that the students in our class are quite shy. Huang Qingqiu sighed, "Since no classmates are willing to take the initiative, then let's kill them." ”

Most of the students' bodies trembled, especially those who were usually naughty and active in the class, for fear of killing themselves.

"To be fair, let's vote anonymously to decide, the student who votes the most must report a program, how about it? ”

Students, you look at me, I look at you, and no one objected, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

Everyone stumbled out the slip of paper and began to vote anonymously.

Huang Qingqiu has been teaching for so many years, and he knows a lot about students, he knows that if a question is asked to be answered by the students, there are very few people who raise their hands, and they almost think that they don't know this question, but when they kill a little, they find that some people know the answer, but they are not willing to take the initiative to raise their hands.