Nowadays, girls speak more explicitly than boys, which can give you goosebumps.

They can say whatever they want, without the slightest concern, especially Ge Shanshan.

Hearing people's laughter, he does not advocate sending greeting cards, saying that this is a waste of resources. But I can't control it, it's a trend, a big trend.

There are many contradictions between teachers and students, and if they are not eased, they will not be able to live.

Hearing people's laughter is also reflecting on the difference between ancient and modern education.

Confucius has 3,000 disciples, one day as a teacher, and a lifetime as a father. No matter how bad Confucius was, the Analects that recorded Confucius's words and deeds were not written, and the relationship between teachers and students at that time was extremely harmonious.

Not now, teachers blindly force children to learn, use all kinds of rules and regulations to restrict them, and the relationship between teachers and students is very fragile, especially between poor students and teachers.

Sometimes I think that teachers are like detectives, and it is really tiring to be with these "criminals".

Education is a trivial issue, but the trivial trivialities put together are a big problem. There are contradictions at every moment.

The shrewd Xia Heyue is in trouble.

"Who were the leaders of the Yellow Turban Uprising?"

During one class, she asked questions. She looked around and found that Yang Yuelong was writing hard.

"Yang Yuelong, you answer!"

He was still writing, being pushed by Jia Chongwen, and stood up in a panic: "Liu Bang...... Li Zicheng...... Zhu Yuanzhang!"

"What?"

"Zhao Zilong!"

"Ah, the leader of the Yellow Turban Uprising?"

"No!"

Yang Yuelong spoke very simply, but in fact, he didn't learn at all.

The students burst into laughter, she stepped off the podium, and Yang Yuelong hurriedly stuffed things into the table.

"What are you doing in class?"

"No...... There is no ......"

"Take it out!"

"No...... There really is no ......."

Xia Heyue's hand had already reached over, rummaged through a few times, and took out more than a dozen greeting cards of various colors: "You really have the ability, do this in class?"

"Whatever?"

"Why can't you care, this is a history lesson!"

"I can learn if I want to, and I don't learn if I don't want to, this is my freedom!"

"This is a history lesson, not a wishful thinking, you can do whatever you want!"

"That's quite a lot!"

"Strong, okay, leave it to your head teacher!"

Yang Yuelong was anxious when he heard this, so he stood up and grabbed it.

"Give it to her!"

Jia Chongwen said "she", and he didn't call a teacher.

In fact, Jia Chongwen is also selfish, he wants to see how to train Yang Yuelong with a smile, and how Yang Yuelong turns his face with a smile.

He wanted to destroy the tall image of Wen Ren laughing in Yang Yuelong's mind.

Xia Heyue raised her feet and left, vaguely feeling that Yang Yuelong's fierce eyes were staring at her back.

She felt a chill in her back, she walked fast, and she felt that if Yang Yuelong had an arrow, he would have to shoot her. Many students beat up teachers, and teachers have also become a dangerous profession.

Jia Chongwen tugged at his back before he sat down, but his eyes were staring at Xia Heyue, as if those eyes were hands, peeling off her clothes one by one, she seemed to be naked.

Yang Yuelong raped Xia Heyue with his eyes, and Xia Heyue felt angry and helpless.

A class broke up unhappily.

Xia Heyue handed him the greeting card, and when she heard the laughter, she naturally invited Yang Yuelong into the office and reprimanded him.

"No matter what, you shouldn't write in class, and you shouldn't talk back to the teacher and disrespect the teacher. ”

Hearing the laughter, he returned the greeting card to him.

"What are you going to do with him, throw it in the trash!"

"No, greeting cards aren't worth much, they're important!"

"Are you also afraid that Yang Yuelong will commit suicide by jumping off the building?"

Wen Ren smiled and smiled: "He is not that kind of character, he will not do such a thing, but if he is in a hurry, he may kill someone." ”

Ye Yu's expression was unnatural when he heard this, and when he heard the laughter, he knew that this little girl was not very bold.

Zheng Jie's class had a "suicide" incident.

didn't sleep in class, which broke Pei Shaonan's inertia, and he didn't speak, and he worked hard to write and take notes.

Zheng Jie was very happy and satisfied, he concentrated to the realm of selflessness, and he didn't notice Zheng Jie when he walked over.

Praise Pei Shaonan ......"

Before she finished speaking, she saw the greeting card on Pei Shaonan's table, Pei Shaonan was writing New Year's Day wishes!

Although there are a lot of typos, it does not affect his urgency to express his feelings.

Happy New Year's Day, the word "Dan" can not be written, and ⭕ the word "fast" can not be written, but also drawn ⭕. Yuanle ⭕⭕, Zheng Jie wanted to laugh.

"Give me the greeting card!"

Pei Shaonan stood up.

"You have a reason to write greeting cards in class!"

"You don't give it, do you?"

He climbed up to the windowsill, and the two little short legs climbed the windowsill to a sharp point.

If a little rhinoceros falls from the upper floor, a pit will have to be smashed out of the ground, but Pei Shaonan wants to be a "Snow Jiao Cowherd", and she almost faints.

"Come down!"

"If you want to give it to me, I'll get down, if you don't give it to me, I'll jump down!"

Pei Shaonan moved his fat ass.

Zheng Jie's legs were sore, she couldn't walk, so she hurriedly asked the students to bring it to him.

Pei Shaonan took the greeting card, jumped down, and the crotch of his pants was open. He didn't care, he smiled with the greeting card.

Zheng Jie was so frightened that her face was sweating, and she was carried to the office by the students.

Hearing people's laughter, he didn't dare to force Yang Yuelong, which was justified.

The next thing made Xia Heyue even more angry, and the electric car she bought for thousands of yuan often had cable ties, which caused her to call her husband's Mercedes-Benz for three days.

She was suspicious of Yang Yuelong and asked Wenren to ask about it with a smile, but Wenren couldn't ask the truth despite all his efforts.

"It's a cable tie again!"

Xia Heyue pushed open the door and said angrily.

Wu Youcheng smiled and smoked, looked at her with a calm smile, Ming Jiacheng kept shaking his head, Ye Yu still admired the greeting card in his hand, and still flipped through the envelope like a mountain when he heard the laughter.

Xia Heyue couldn't help but show envy when she looked at Ye Yu, how much she wanted to receive the blessings of her students!

She looked back and was pleasantly surprised to find a greeting card on the table, which was not beautiful, but it also made her excited.

She happily dismantled it, revealing a terrifying skeleton before her eyes.

"This skeleton is you, I wish you to die riding a bicycle, die of being hit by a car, choke to death from drinking water, and die of eating. ”

This is the blessing of the New Year, her face is like ashes.

I've never seen her lose shape like this.

"Ye Yu, your ...... Who sent it!"

"Xia Changping, what's wrong?"

"What about Teacher Xia's?"

Yang Yuelong...... It must be Yang Yuelong...... It must be him!"

She snarled and threw it at him, and he was taken aback.

"Education is not a business, what is needed is emotional investment and emotional return, how can there be such a curse on the teacher, it is really unforgivable!"

Looking at this font again, it is clear that it is copied from the copybook one by one, and it is ever-changing, and it cannot change the Yang calligraphy in the bones.

"Did you write that?"

"It's not!"

"Hard mouth, I can't ask the Public Security Bureau for handwriting identification!"

"Neither is the identification!"

He hates Yang Yuelong's character of "not admitting to death" the most, looking at the damn Yang Yuelong, he really wants to teach him a lesson for his father.

He thought of looking for witnesses, but it was in vain, Yang Yuelong's big fist was much more important than his tender silk words, and their relationship was once again estranged.

He had no choice but to comfort Xia Heyue, and Xia Heyue was also relieved to hear people's laughter. This is really "Qingqing cherishes Qingqing, and his life is connected"!

Most of today's students are mature lovers, and the milk smell has not dried yet, and there are more love histories than adults.

Xia Heyue's matter has not been dealt with yet, and he has long been at a loss by the love letters on the table.