He was probably too dragged by his old Harbour School, but it was a group of students who were more lawless than all the classes in his previous school.

The students were stunned at first, then in an uproar, and finally burst into laughter.

Meng Jun, who has always liked to pretend to be a big head of garlic, picked his nose and was about to stand up to teach this rampant kid a lesson, Li Yuzhong hurriedly stopped him and whispered: "Teacher Liao didn't speak, what are you excited about?"

Liao Xuebing picked up the whip, pointed to the ceiling, poked the floor, and pointed to an empty space in the corner. Ding Liu, who was in the front row, asked puzzledly, "Teacher, what are you doing?"

Pan Haicheng also looked at him strangely.

"I mean, Pan Haicheng, you don't know how thick the sky is, go and sit in that seat. ”

Many people covered their mouths and snickered, Pan Haicheng looked at Lao Liao in annoyance, dragged it three times in one step, and stopped when he passed by An Chunchun's side and said in a very flirtatious voice: "Is the beauty free tonight?" Without waiting for an answer, he walked over with his shoulders dangling, threw his schoolbag casually, and jumped into the seat.

Do you want to be the boss? ”

After introducing them one by one, the remaining two girls made the boys excited, and someone immediately booked, Guan Muyun said: "That Song Tingting, none of you should rob me." Wang Lung was very excited: "I want Zhang Lexin, and the others please consciously back down!" you, fair play. ”

"Alright, alright. Liao Xuebing motioned for everyone to be quiet: "Let's comment on yesterday's homework of Lao Liu." Except for Murong Lanluo's classmates who were sick and asked for leave, everyone handed in their homework. This is a good phenomenon, and I hope that we will continue to work hard to carry it forward in the future. Next, I will read a poem for you, which was sandwiched in the homework book by a certain classmate and asked me to read it, and he also asked me not to disclose my name. ”

"What kind of poems do you read, what kind of airplanes do you do?"

Lao Liao cleared his throat: "Dedicated to my favorite classmate An Chunchun: Chunchun, Chunchun, you are so beautiful." The lips are red and the teeth are white, the hair is long, and the work is serious and careful. Smart like a computer, I express my heart to you, and I love you forever and ever. ”

The classroom was silent, and An Chunchun's face was white and red, showing a little shame. The boys all looked at Cui Zheng in admiration, thinking, "Master." It's really high to chase girls in this way, and Mr. Liao read love poems for him in public. Even if it didn't work, at least it left a strong impression on An Chunchun's heart. It's worthy of being a squad leader. ”

Unexpectedly, Cui Zheng said angrily: "Damn, which rabbit cub wrote it?

"Quiet, keep quiet. Cui Zheng, do you have any opinions?"

Cui Zheng stiffened his neck, "Of course I have an opinion, writing messily is not poetry at all." Wu Chūn Xing saw him eating the bowl and thinking about the pot, but there was nothing he could do.

"In that case, I will also miss your writing. My favorite classmate is Ye Yuhu, he is smart, kind, and helpful, Xia Wei's grades in the class are not good, he often takes the initiative to tutor Xia Wei and explain the text. One day in the middle of the night, I got up to go to the toilet and saw that the light was still on in Ye Yuhu's room, and through the window I found that he was studying the desk, what an admirable classmate...... Cui Zheng, you and Ye Yuhu both live at home, you are so far away from his house, you can see him when you get up at night?

Cui Zheng saw that the teacher actually read his own composition, and he regretted it very much, he knew that he would not make any deal with Ye Yuhu, and it would be wonderful to directly write that his favorite person is An Chunchun.

"The most popular students are Pei Xiaodan and An Chunchun, and you will receive a mysterious little gift from me in the afternoon, which is worth looking forward to. ”

Sure enough, it was Bei Xiaodan, everyone thought, and at the same time had a question in their hearts: "I don't know who Bei Xiaodan wrote?"

Pei Xiaodan's writer is Lao Liao! Of course, it is inconvenient to read it out in public.

"My favorite classmate is Mr. Liao, although he is the homeroom teacher of our class, he is so natural and casual with us, just like a classmate. He taught us about culture, brought us laughter, and shielded us from the storm. Once you read this kind of words, I don't know how much impact it will have.

Xia Wei was unwilling and asked, "Teacher, how many votes did I get?"

Liao Xuebing didn't want to cut off Zhou An's financial route, and said: "Zhou An and Lin Xiaoken both wrote about you, there are so many people, you are satisfied." A total of 45 classmates have mentioned you in their essays, which shows that your popularity is as high as that of the two most popular students. ”

Xia Wei was quite satisfied, and hugged his fists at everyone: "Thank you for your support." Haha, I'll send you the money after class. ”

"Let's start the class, the text I'm going to talk about today is "The Funeral of Balzac", the author Hugo, is there any student who would like to recite this emotional text?"

Bei Xiaodan was about to signal, and the hand of the new classmate Zhang Lexin was already raised high: "Teacher, I'll read!"

Since she is so active, she can't ignore it, being a teacher should be fair to students, otherwise it's not good for Lao Liu to let others gossip: "Okay, classmate Zhang Lexin." ”

"The whole nation mourns the man who is now buried in the grave. For us, all fiction is gone. From now on, it will not be the rulers who will look to them, but to the thinkers. A thinker no longer exists, the whole country is shocked, and today, the people mourn the death of a genius, and the country mourns the death of a genius. Zhang Lexin's voice is crisp and pleasant, like a yellow oriole singing crisp willows, egrets in the blue sky, deep feelings, reading in a low tone and frustration, full of emotion, reading a text, Bei Xiaodan is super depressed.

After talking about the main points of the texts and the new knowledge of literary writing, Liao Xuebing planned to ask questions and guide students to study, so as to cover up his incompetence.

"Who will summarize what Hugo said about this literary giant?"

"Me!" It's Zhang Lexin again.

……

In the next time, Zhang Lexin covered all of Lao Liao's questions, and she answered every question perfectly, and she also had her own unique views and insights, which was the key to the problem. In the end, he also recited the original French text of "Balzac's Funeral Words", which was out of the limelight and suppressed the brilliance of Lao Liao at all.

In the past, in Chinese classes, Pei Xiaodan often sang the leading role, and the teacher often directly called Bei Xiaodan's name, but now, the teacher's eyes are only focused on the slut, Xiao Dandan is very angry, and the consequences are very serious!

Ye Yuhu's mobile phone received a new message: "Give these four newcomers a dismount, let them not go crazy." "It was sent by Cui Zheng. It was exactly what I wanted, I thought about it for a while, and replied: "Strength or outwitting?"

"We are elegant people and we should use our brains. Let Xia Wei be cannon fodder, kill two birds with one stone. ”

The two of them went back and forth, gradually hammering out the key details.

Today is Friday, there is a homeroom teacher meeting in the afternoon, and I didn't see anyone to clean up the new classmates until noon. Meimei ate a boxed lunch brought by Bei Xiaodan, took a nap, went to the office to write handouts, chatted with Jiang Feng and others, bragged, and went to the conference room as soon as the time came.

The meeting was to summarize the situation of each class in the first half of the semester, as well as the results of the mid-term exam, and the meeting was co-chaired by Gong Xuelin, Minister of Educational Affairs, and Ren Tielin, a member of the Board of Directors.

Because of the relationship hosted by Gong Xuelin, the atmosphere of the scene was solemn, and the teachers who directly accepted her management were all in danger, sitting in danger, and did not dare to move, like lambs to be slaughtered. The Ministry of Educational Affairs is a department with real power, and the minister is a strong nitpicker, who dares to touch her moldy head?

Qiu Daqi, the director of the Discipline Office, was also present, and he was going to summarize the discipline of the students in each class.

Gong Xuelin first criticized Jiang Feng and Lu Chengda for several class teachers, saying that they didn't care enough about the class recently, which led to a decline in students' grades, and then praised several other teachers who were good at sycophancy, and then turned the conversation around, focusing on Liao Xuebing.

"Liao Xuebing, the situation in your class is really bad, the discipline is the leftmost in the school, and the teacher complains more about your class than other classes, and there is a gradual downward trend. Among them, your inaction as a class teacher is laissez-faire and makes them more indulgent. You are the main reason for the big and small problems in the second class of the second year!" Gong Xuelin's voice was so loud that she almost roared and spoke, which made people's hearts chill and her hairs stood on end.

Lao Liao was angry: "Nonsense! The progress in our class's grades is obvious to all, the discipline is getting better and better, the classmates are united, fraternal, and mutually helpful, and it is a desirable big collective, otherwise how could there be so many transfer students? Minister Gong, you have also seen that the students in Yanlin City have rushed over without hesitation because of the reputation of my old Liu's class, as well as the Harbour Middle School and St. Mary's School, why don't they go to other classes? What does this mean? It shows that the second class of the second year is the best!"

The transfer student who gave Lao Liao a headache in the morning has now become a weapon for counterattacking with strong words.

Gong Xuelin finally understood Lao Liao's words: "Uh, this, because their grades are not good, so they are arranged in your class, so as not to affect the students of other excellent classes, this is the meaning of the board, do you know?"

"Who did you listen to, the file you handed over to me couldn't be clearer, Huang Runquan of Yanlin City was the first in the original school, and Zhang Lexin of St. Mary's School ranked first in the city in liberal arts, and she is fluent in French. Hehe, I'm afraid of being polluted by the garbage of other classes, which is understandable. ”

Gong Xuelin was so stuffed that she couldn't speak, and the homeroom teachers of several classes in the second grade couldn't sit still, but the person who fought back for them was Qiu Daqi.

"Liao Xuebing! You collude with the underworld forces to do evil, and you have no qualifications to be a teacher at all!"

As soon as these words came out, the conference room exploded.

Qiu Daqi continued to act as an whistleblower: "Today, the director is also here, so I will talk about this situation." Liao Xuebing, he is the leading big brother of the so-called Biker Party, and he has done all kinds of evil in cheating, abduction, and deception! Now he has deliberately infiltrated the teaching team in order to dye the entire Tulip High School black! I strongly urge the board of directors to make an early decision to expel Liao Xuebing!"

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