Chapter 3 Perspective Change, Dream Back to High School
"Lao Yan, Lao Yan, wake up, the teacher is here!"
In the scorching summer, in an ordinary high school classroom, Shi Dalong gently pushed Yan Shifei, who was sleeping on his desk.
Yan Shifei slowly straightened up, rubbed his worried eyes, and looked around in confusion.
"Fatty, where is this?"
"Where, Lao Yan, you are sleeping. This is a classroom. ”
"Classroom?
"Hey, I'm so angry with you, I'm afraid I forgot my last name when I slept in the second class. I'll just say you can't stay up late, you have to follow me, I went out all night last night, you see that you slept like a dead pig in the second half of the night, and the boss almost wiped out the group, you know no. And ......"
Shi Dalong babbled and complained about Yan right and wrong, but Yan right and wrong didn't listen to what he said at all, but stared straight at the male teacher standing on the podium.
Yan Shifei felt that he should know the teacher, because the first time he saw the other party, he was sure that it was his homeroom teacher, but he searched every corner of his brain and couldn't remember the teacher's name.
"Haven't I woken up yet, how can I even forget what the head teacher's name is?"
Yan Shifei muttered in his heart, shook his head and looked around, and the familiar faces of his classmates came into view one by one, making him feel very cordial.
It was only after the cordiality that he suddenly realized a serious problem.
The teacher stood on the podium, and it was supposed that he was ready for class, but why was everyone still laughing and playing? Also, the head teacher has been standing for a long time. Just with his head down, what did he want to do, waiting for the students to calm down?
Yan scratched his head solemnly, suddenly chuckled, and said to himself: "What do I care about that teacher, he loves to go to class, it's better not to hear his voice in such a class." ”
"Hey, Lao Yan, what are you muttering?"
"Huh? Nothing. By the way, you said we were going to go all night last night. Did you end up playing a god costume?"
"No, I'll just say that you're not reliable, Lao Yan......"
Shi Dalong and Yan Shifei chatted about playing games all night last night. The voices of the two were loud, but they were not noticeable in the noisy classroom.
One minute, five minutes, ten minutes, half of the class is about to pass. The students in the room didn't know if they were tired of talking, or if they realized that the teacher couldn't be too presumptuous on the podium. Anyway, suddenly at some point. Everyone fell silent.
It was in this moment of silence. The head teacher, who had always bowed his head and was silent on the podium, raised his head.
The head teacher, who was about forty years old, had a calm expression on his face, and looked at all the students in the classroom as if he were looking at dozens of strangers.
He looked around the classroom. Gently stepping down from the podium, to the third row of desks, bending down to pick up a drink bottle that had been thrown on the floor.
"Ladies and gentlemen, remember to throw the garbage into the trash can in the future, which will reduce a lot of trouble for the students who clean up. ”
As soon as the head teacher opened his mouth, the tone of preaching, and the originally quiet classroom instantly erupted into the sound of "cutting ......", and then many of them began to whisper about the topic they had just not finished.
A head teacher was ignored like this, it is estimated that if he was a normal person, he would definitely slap the table on the spot, shout quietly, and then take out the students who took the lead and let them copy "Shu Dao Difficulty" a hundred times.
But the head teacher was unmoved by the student's reaction, and silently walked to the back corner of the classroom and threw the drink bottle into the trash.
Throwing away his things, he turned around and walked in the direction of the podium, and without shouting to the students to be quiet, he began to talk to himself.
"Well, how many times have you said it, but you don't listen. Forget it, if you don't listen, don't listen, I guess this will be the last time I will talk about it. ”
"Ahem, students, I want to tell you one thing, I have resigned, and today's class is the last lesson I will give you. ”
"It's the last class, and when I think about it, I'm suddenly a little reluctant to you. Otherwise, I'd like to ask if there's anything you would like to say to the teacher?"
The head teacher said these words as if he were talking to himself, but in fact, there were not many people who heard what he said again, and there were people in the classroom who should have chatted, who should have read novels, and no one should stand up and ...... with him Oh, no, someone is standing up!
In the middle of the first row of the classroom, a boy stood up abruptly and shouted at the class, "It's all quiet! Teacher Huang said that he was going to resign, so can't everyone listen to the teacher for the last class!"
The boy's shouts worked, and the classroom fell silent, and everyone looked at the teacher with incredulous eyes.
Dozens of Qi brushed eyes focused, and the teacher blushed slightly, bowed his head and smiled at the boy in the middle of the first row and said, "Class leader, thank you." But today I'm not a teacher, and I don't have the right to let you say a word quietly, so let's just relax and do the same as usual. ”
“……”
This sentence was as usual and the whole class heard it, but everyone was not as usual at the moment, but surprisingly quiet. I really don't know, but this is a kind of rebellious psychology.
Seeing that everyone didn't speak, the head teacher pursed his lips and continued the topic he had just talked about.
"After this class, I'm leaving, maybe we'll see each other again, maybe I'll never see each other again. So at this time, do you have anything to say to me?"
As soon as the head teacher's words fell, a girl in the back row stood up suddenly, and a girl shouted: "Teacher, you are leaving, can we replace the squad leader in front of us who can only pat the teacher's ass and make small reports? We want to change the squad leader!"
"Yes, change the squad leader. ”
"Change the squad leader! Change the squad leader! Change the squad leader......"
The girl really responded, and when she said that, most of the students in the class began to coax along, and the shouts of the class leader almost spread throughout the entire corridor.
The head teacher pressed his hands and shook his head gently.
"The matter of changing the class leader will not be resolved until the next head teacher arrives, and I have resigned now and have no authority to promise you anything. ”
The teacher's answer didn't seem to make everyone happy, but many people didn't care, such as Shi Dalong's guy, who didn't care about the question of whether the class leader was the class leader or not, and said directly to the head teacher: "Teacher, since you're leaving, then return the fiction books that confiscated me before!" (To be continued.) )