"Teacher Xiao Xuanzi, you have a new colleague!" Officer Zhang shouted.

"Okay, welcome!" the little hanger came out.

Qing Yimo found that this little hanger is quite handsome, a bit like a big boy in a hot-blooded anime.

And this little hanger, like the male protagonist in the online red book "Tiandao Library", is named Zhang Hang.

After Officer Zhang left, Mr. Zhang Hang continued to look at the Chinese teaching courseware. The computer broadcasts one, the mobile phone broadcasts one, and he watches the two together.

Qing Yimo Ran sat on the wooden chair that his father used to sit on, and also smiled at the courseware that Zhang Hang had made.

Zhang Hang turned his head and saw that the new beautiful teacher was so willing to look at the courseware he made, and smiled politely and enthusiastically.

"Listen to the two of you?" said Qing Yimoran.

"I still want to listen to them together. I've already listened to it, it's just a review, and listening to one is too wasteful of time to prepare for class. Zhang Hang replied.

Qing Yimo nodded approvingly.

The third and fourth classes are the classes of Qing Yimo Dyeing, which are the two Chinese classes in a row between Tiedan's class.

Qing Yimo came to the classroom and walked onto the podium, the students' eyes lit up, and they almost fainted.

Who said that we had the worst luck to catch up with the most dirty Chinese teacher. Isn't this the most eye-catching and heart-warming teacher?

"Hello students, starting today, I will give you a Chinese lesson. ”

She came to class, and there was no warning in advance, why did Xiangyun fall into our class?

"Today, we have two consecutive classes, and we have an experimental class. ”

Experimental courses? Isn't it physical chemistry that only people like to have experimental courses? Is there also an experimental course in Chinese?

"I've always thought that language is the most magical. I will lead you to find out the magic of language, absorb it into our bodies, and cultivate it into a literary demon. ”

Isn't cultivation and becoming a demon a superstitious saying?

"Now, please bury your Chinese textbooks, and bury them as deep as possible. ”

If we can't see the textbooks in class, we will be confused, just like Panasonic asking the boy and the teacher to collect medicine, but only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don't know where to go.

The sound of tossing and turning all over the room.

"Hidden? In this class, we read a work of fiction together, and whoever finishes it will start writing a synopsis of the story, as well as abbreviations. Turn it in as soon as you're done. I can't finish writing the next lesson. ”

After saying that, Qing Yimo began to use her laptop to project the novel on the big screen.

After three times in a row, she went to inspect under the podium.

Some students hurriedly hid their mobile phones.

"You don't have to hide your phone. Look at the same with your mobile phone and see the heart as the principle. But don't copy it online. If I find a suspicion of plagiarism, I will give 0 points directly. ”

Why is this teacher so reasonable? It can't be that the teacher dropped his mobile phone when he was a student, so he is very considerate of the student, right?

With that, the teacher returned to her seat and went to prepare for the lesson.

When she was preparing for class, she used her mobile phone to read the novel, the third part of "The Three-Body Problem".

After looking at it for a while, she glanced up at the student and said, "It doesn't matter, let's just look at a mobile phone." ”

Hearing this, the squad leader pulled his stool and ran back, stopped when he ran to Yaya, and said, "My phone is dead, let's watch it with you for a while." ”

What you say is so false, your vision is so thief, it won't radiate my palm, right?

Yaya hurriedly threw away her phone. It slipped from her palms and down her legs to her feet.

The squad leader hurriedly picked it up, picked it up and sat down again.

"Squad leader, take your phone away and look at it, I've memorized it. ”

"No, that's not good. Your phone should be in your seat. ”

"Then you sit here, I'll go to the squad leader's seat to sit, and by the way, I can experience the feeling that Qionglou Yuyu is very cold. ”

Yaya slipped away like a loach. Who said that loaches only have smooth skin, and do not have the wisdom of golden cicadas to shed their shells.

The squad leader sat down for a while and began to write a few words with Yaya's pen and paper.

Soon he ran back to his seat: "It's hard at the beginning. If you don't write well at the beginning, the more you write, the worse it becomes. You see if I write the beginning like this, okay?"

I only wrote 3 words and said that I wrote the beginning, which is too shameless, right?