Ye Zirong nodded and said, "It's not bad, but you can be a little softer, don't use brute force." ”

"Stinky boy, just tell me, can you learn the Dharma Needle?" Stretching out his hand and nodding Ye Zirong's nose, Qin Shuiwen's heart looked very frizzy.

"Yes, yes, Lao Qin, when the college entrance examination is over, I will start teaching you. Ye Zirong said.

"That's what you said! Don't go back when the time comes. Qin Shuiwen emphasized.

"No remorse!"

"Zirong, the college entrance examination is coming up the day after tomorrow, are you ready?" Qin Shuiwen has always been worried about this apprentice in his heart, he doesn't believe how well this kid can do in the exam, thank God for being able to get into the second one.

When Ye Zirong heard this, he was suddenly shocked, "Why is the college entrance examination coming so soon?"

During this time, he was indeed too busy, so busy that he forgot about the major event of the college entrance examination.

I have even forgotten when the college entrance examination was? Can I still do well? It seems that this kid is not worthy of my family's Xiaobai, the old stubborn sighed deeply, and said: "Apprentice, June 7th and 8th every year is the college entrance examination day, you have to remember." ”

Fortunately, this old stubborn reminded me that it looked like I had to go to school, Ye Zirong nodded, "Old Qin, you continue to practice, I'm going to school." ”

Turning around and walking back to Taisheng Hall, he grabbed his school supplies, and hurried to find his bicycle.

"Brother Zirong, are you going to school today?"

This morning, Qin Xiaobai also got up early, she asked Ye Zirong curiously, and handed him a breakfast, plus a milk, "Brother Zirong, this is for you, let's go to school together." ”

The college entrance examination is imminent, and Taishengtang's business is much better than before, in order to save time, breakfast is now bought directly from the breakfast shop outside the clinic. Qin Xiaobai also bought one for Qin Shuiwen and put it on the table at the clinic.

Ye Zirong pushed the bicycle out, let Qin Xiaobai sit in the back seat, and rode to school.

Before the morning self-study began, there were already many students reading in the morning on the football field, the wind and rain playground on the campus, and the lawn of the Houhu Garden.

Ye Zirong parked his bicycle in the parking lot, and after Qin Xiaobai got out of the car, he took out a set of English test papers from his schoolbag, walked to a pavilion in Houhu Garden and began to read some easy-to-mistake question books.

Ye Zirong walked to the classroom unhappily.

As soon as he walked into the hallway, he was suddenly slammed over the shoulder by a classmate with his head down and glasses.

He looked back, and the classmate hurriedly ran downstairs, but judging from the back of this classmate, it seemed to be Zuo Qingcheng.

But it's a little strange to think about it, Zuo Qingcheng has never worn glasses, so he can't be the wrong person, right? But judging from this person's back and clothing, it should be Zuo Qingcheng's classmate.

Ye Zirong, who was wide on the outside and deep on the inside, still pretended that nothing had happened, and walked straight to the classroom.

There weren't many students in the classroom, but He Boming was already sitting on the chair behind the podium.

After glancing a few times into the classroom, He Boming handed the glass on the lectern to his mouth, slowly swallowed a mouthful of warm water, and slowly put the glass back on the lectern, looking at the students reading aloud in the classroom.

"Is Zirong back? Good morning! Zirong, go back to your seat. As soon as he saw Ye Zirong walking into the classroom, He Boming quickly stood up and said hello respectfully.

"Good morning, Teacher He!" Ye Zirong said hello in return, walked to his seat, took out his book, and began to study.

......

The bell rang for the morning self-study, and the students outside the classroom rushed to the door of the classroom like a swarm, and then kept squeezing inside, just to see who was the first to rush to their seats and pick up the books, that would be the real warriors on the battlefield.

In the past few minutes, the students who read in the morning on the playground have disappeared without a trace, and everyone is in a hurry to go back to the classroom to study, not to waste a little time, for them to waste time is not a waste of money, nor is it a waste of time, but a crime.

The students of the 303 class of science in the third year of high school also quickly squeezed into the classroom, He Boming, as usual, counted the number of people, took a few sips of tea to moisten his throat, and then began to lecture.

Of course, when the number of people was counted, He Boming found that there was one student missing, and the one student who was missing was Zuo Qingcheng, because He Boming had already given up on this student, so he didn't make a sound, and when he was called, he treated him as if he was air, and directly ignored him.

In the usual morning self-study, He Boming will often talk about classical Chinese to everyone, or explain the test papers that have been tested, and this time is no exception, he is also ready to give a lecture to everyone.

This practice will naturally waste the valuable time of the students' independent learning in his Chinese class, which is naturally beneficial to improving his teaching performance, but this strange behavior is often complained by students and seriously protested by English teachers.

However, He Boming has done a lot of such things, and the students have become accustomed to it, and the protests of the English teacher have slowly lost their effect.

What's more, He Boming is the head of the grade group, his brother-in-law is still the leader of the school, and the young hairy English teacher can only succumb to the coercion of power, and can only put it in his stomach when he is angry, and he has to bring two bottles of good wine and a good cigarette during the New Year's holidays, and go to the house of the school tyrant to pay tribute, otherwise, it will not be easy to mix in the school in the future.

However, this time in the morning self-study, all the students felt a little incredible, because Director He, who was arrogant, arrogant and unreasonable, and had an extremely strict teaching style, actually read a few funny soft articles that had nothing to do with textbook knowledge, and the students laughed heartily.

He Boming was also very happy, he stroked the few thin hairs on the top of his head with his hand, and said earnestly: "Students, the college entrance examination is coming soon, and the teacher will read a few jokes to everyone, so that everyone can relax and relax, I hope everyone can meet the college entrance examination with a normal heart, and do not have any psychological burden." At this time, it is useless to learn new knowledge, everyone must maintain a good attitude and play well in the examination room in order to get good results. ”

"Teacher He is right!" the representative of the Chinese class was the first to stand up and respond.

"Hmm!" He Boming nodded, and said again: "Today's atmosphere is very good, everyone, it's been a hard year, and you finally got through the college entrance examination." Taking this opportunity this morning, I am going to recite a poem to cheer for everyone's college entrance examination, hoping that everyone will get the best results in the examination room, the name of the poem is "Young Battlefield""

The classroom immediately burst into thunderous applause.

In fact, He Boming originally prepared a few pairs, after all, this is his specialty, and it is also his unique trick in the literary world of Haicheng District for more than ten years, but after thinking about it again, he still temporarily gave up this idea, because there was a special student in the class today.

After being stunned by this particular student's pair last time, he has converged a lot.