Qi Min nodded again.

Director Huang sent a beautiful doctor to give Qi Min a hot compress, but he didn't ask for money.

When leaving, Director Huang instructed again: "Make more hot compresses when you go home!"

Qi Min nodded again.

The homeroom teacher took a leave of absence from work to start a business, and I heard that he was going to start a secondary school education network. The new homeroom teacher is Ms. Li, an English teacher.

The group book in the class is to return to fortune.

Hui Facai told everyone that the students who wanted to join the group wrote the group application form and handed it to him.

Tie Dan and Zang Xiaojin at the same table, Yaya and Zheng Dacheng at the same table wrote and handed it over to Secretary Hui.

Three days later, it was published on the blackboard on the wall at the back of the teacher's interior. A total of 15 students joined the group, there were no Tie Dan and Yaya, there were Zang Xiaojin and Zheng Dacheng.

Yaya went back to the secretary and reasoned: "Why is there no iron egg in the group this time?"

"As a high school student, he beat his junior high school classmates, which was a very serious mistake and did not meet the standards of a Komsomol member. ”

"But the school said that he would be a provincial three-good student. ”

"Good doesn't mean advanced, he has an extremely bad character. ”

"You are making a judgment, you have not investigated and researched at all, and you have not figured out the reason for his beating. ”

"He wrote his own review, he had documentary evidence. ”

"It's not fair anyway. ”

"Really, can you say it's not fair without you this time?"

"Of course, it's not fair!"

"You often turn around and hook up with the boys at the back table. When you were still in Chinese class, you hid a novel under your desk and peeked at it. ”

"You know these idle chores in detail, it's better to care about your academic performance if you have kung fu!"

"I am willing to sacrifice my academic performance and care about everyone's ideology and morality. ”

"You are so great, but I think that the student who has the best academic performance in the class is not worthy of being a member of the league, let alone a senior official of the league!"

Secretary Hui blushed. The whole class started shouting.

During the evening self-study time, the secretary of the mountain walked on the podium like a king.

"Everyone put down their pens, close their books, and listen to me make an important speech.

"The veteran members who joined the group in junior high school should listen, those who just joined the group after high school should listen, those who wrote an application but were not approved, and the backward elements who did not write an application for practice should listen even more!

"The title of my speech is: "The shell can't arch the grinding plate". No matter if you are the champion of the high school entrance examination, a top student in learning, or a master of martial arts, you can't arch the grinding plate of the class Youth League Committee! Let me tell you the story of Xue Dian, the master of Xingyi Quan and the inventor of pictograms, who was strafed by a machine gun, in order to set an example. ”

"Please stop talking!" Yaya stood up. "You call it confusion. You can't put the stories of contradictions between friends and enemies in the same category as things that contradict the people. If you delay everyone's precious evening self-study time like this, we will tell the homeroom teacher or even the principal!"

Smack! Back to the branch secretary slapped the table.

At this time, the homeroom teacher pushed the door and came in.

"What are you doing?" the teacher asked as if he had seen a living ghost.

Hui Zhishu got off the podium in a gloomy manner.

In the English class the next day, the homeroom teacher who taught English spoke an English sentence pattern three times and asked Hui Fa Cai: "Hui Fa Cai, stand up and answer, what kind of sentence is this?"

Secretary Hui stood up and couldn't answer.

"I've spoken three times, and you haven't listened? What are you doing sitting there? What are you doing for your evening speech? Is this a place for a scumbag like you?"

Secretary Hui sat down gloomy.

"Who told you to sit down? ”