There is night self-study in junior high school, and the teacher on Monday is Tong Jianjun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Except for Sophia, who stays at home, the other students are studying on their own at school. In fact, it is not up to the students themselves, students have no choice, unless parents and the school sign an agreement, otherwise night self-study must be squatted in the school.

Tong Jianjun sat on the podium table and had nothing to do, and began to look through the report book of Class 13. In the first year of junior high school, although the grades of this class were not at the bottom, they were just hanging on the edge of the toilet. It is gratifying that in the top 100 lineup of the school, this class also accounts for eight places, Lu Luxiu is worthy of the name given to him by his parents, and he does have outstanding advantages in IQ, and has always occupied the first place in the school. Sofia followed closely behind, and the second place position has not changed, and she can't go up or down...... The remaining top ones are the students who were saved by themselves, and Li Future's little beauty's grades are not as constant as the first two, but they have always been stable at around the top fifty.

In addition to these top students, the backbone of Class 13 is not very sufficient, and most of the students' grades are in the middle and lower reaches. In addition to Lu Luxiu and Sophia, who occupy one or two places, there is another student in the class whose grades are very stable, and that is Huang Siheng. I don't know if it's luck or strength, there are 20 classes in the second year of Huahai Middle School, more than 600 students, Huang Siheng stubbornly occupies the 588 ranking, is this the local tyrant's insistence on some strange numbers?

In fact, the other grades in this class are still in the past, and the main thing that lags behind is Chinese. Tong Jianjun learned that the first two class teachers were teaching Chinese, and he was relieved, this cannot be blamed on the teacher, nor can the students be blamed, natural and man-made disasters cannot be avoided. Fortunately, I seem to be lucky that I haven't met ...... yet

"Teacher, shall I live at your house?" Qiao Enxi suddenly raised his head and asked Tong Jianjun in a low voice.

Wang Huixiang, who was sitting in the first row, also heard this, and immediately raised his head in surprise, and looked at Tong Jianjun with a look like this-o_0?!

"No!" Tong Jianjun refused righteously, "Now in-service teachers are strictly forbidden to take students. Tong Jianjun is very ...... about his determination I don't have confidence, this girl really lives in his house, and someone is going to be pulled out and shot! Besides, now in the classroom, some classmates are watching her! Change to a corner where no one is around, Tong Jianjun agrees if he is not strong-minded.

Qiao Enxi lowered his head in disappointment, writing and drawing something in his notebook. Tong Jianjun finally saw a small line of title "Becoming a Teacher's Wife project" with his strengthened eyesight, and a line of small words under the title has been crossed out, and it can be vaguely seen that it is a word like living in a teacher's house, and someone's cold sweat immediately soaked his back.

Wang Huixiang, who didn't hear more exciting content, also lowered his head in disappointment.

If you think about it, today was also a very thrilling one. The first is the crisis of Mu Yuan's fall, if he didn't pick it up, then he would become an unscrupulous teacher standing by, if his body hadn't happened to be strengthened by dimensional ability, even if he picked it up today, it would be the result of two people being seriously injured together. And then there is Qiao Enxi, this girl has directly or indirectly caused a lot of crises that can easily cause someone to be shot......

I vaguely remember that the student who stopped him from making a big mistake was called Wang Huixiang, the youngest student in this class, now only 12 years old, a standard little Zhengtai, and the masses who don't know the truth may still think he is cute. It's just that Tong Jianjun has already seen his essence from the eyes he just looked, and a certain little Zhengtai's heart is definitely not as pure as his appearance.

Dong Yijun struggled with the position for a while, and finally stood up and came to the podium: "Teacher, I want to ask you for help with something." ”

As soon as he heard that some students wanted to ask him for help, Tong Jianjun was still very happy, which showed that he was a teacher worthy of the trust of students, and immediately said proudly: "Say it, as long as it is not a bad thing, the teacher will definitely help you." ”

Dong Yijun's fat face was a little hesitant, he took a deep breath, and finally said his request: "Teacher, I hope you can help us rebuild the animation club." ”

"What?" Tong Jianjun was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that this young man said when he introduced himself, his ideal was to rebuild the animation club of Huahai Middle School.

Huahai Middle School has always had a rigorous academic style, although it claims to allow students to develop in an all-round way, and has rich extracurricular activities, and has established many student clubs, but in fact, many of them are just a name. Some have even been disbanded, leaving only a shadow in the memory of some.

In fact, Tong Jianjun also wants to know why the animation club was disbanded: "How did Jun Aya Animation Club disband?" For some reasons, anime is similar to young cartoons in the minds of most teachers and parents, at most, they just think that junior high school students are a little naïve to watch these. Although the animation club is not a serious organization in their eyes, it will not be disbanded.

Hearing Tong Jianjun say the name of the animation club, Dong Yijun's eyes lit up: "I heard you say that you also graduated from this school, I think that Teacher Tong, you are the same Tong Jianjun, sure enough!"

"What is that Tong Jianjun, I am Tong Jianjun, not that Tong Jianjun. Tong Jianjun forcibly denied a few words, and found that the more he said, the more chaotic he became, "Okay, I am that Tong Jianjun." "Jun Aya Animation Club was established by Tong Jianjun when he was in his second year of junior high school. As for why they should deny it, the first reaction of a man when he is mentioned about what he has done in his second year of secondary school is generally denial......

"The first generation is above, please accept my worship!" After Tong Jianjun admitted, Dong Yijun was excited to bow down, and the posture was similar to when he went to the grave to worship his ancestors.

"Don't!" Tong Jianjun held up Dong Yijun, "I can't afford it." Let's talk about it outside. The students in the class noticed that there was a lot of movement on the podium, and several people raised their heads to watch.

After leaving a few words not to make noise, what to do and what to do, Tong Jianjun asked the squad leader Li Future to sit on the podium to organize discipline, and he took Dong Yijun to the rooftop.

Originally, after the fall in the morning, the rooftop was closed. But Tong Jianjun kicked the door open again, and walked to the edge of the rooftop with his hands behind his back.

Dong Yijun followed closely behind Tong Jianjun, and he felt that he was worthy of being the first generation, and his style of action was full of a strong awesome atmosphere. This will take him to the rooftop, which is the legendary place of the mysterious community inheritance, and the first generation wants to teach himself something?

saw Tong Jianjun dig out of his jacket pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one for himself, and handed one to Dong Yijun. Dong Yijun immediately waved his hand and said that he didn't smoke, Tong Jianjun spit out a smoke ring and smiled: "If you really dare to take it, I will educate you about the fact that minors can't smoke." ”

Dong Yijun's expression immediately froze, can he be more sincere and less routine. "Teacher, is there anything you have to avoid from your classmates?"

"No, it's just that I used to light a cigarette when I was talking to people, and I couldn't smoke in the classroom. Tong Jianjun sat on the edge of the rooftop, his legs hanging outside, "I always wanted to sit like this when I was in junior high school, but the old teaching building had no rooftop, and the roof was a sloping tile." Don't you come and feel it, you won't have a chance to install a protective net in the future. ”

Leaning over slightly to look at the absolutely lifeless drop of falling, Dong Yijun refused this dangerous invitation: "No need, I'm afraid of heights." ”

"Okay, you can tell me why the anime club didn't exist anymore. Lao Tzu begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother, and only then did he get approval from the students to set up an animation club! You tell me it's gone now! Which grandson is to blame, and Lao Tzu doesn't throw him down from the stairs! Isn't it, huh?"

Dong Yijun couldn't see what Tong Jianjun's expression was now, but he could feel from his tone that it was a kind of helplessness and anger when a grandfather saw his grandson lose his family property. Thinking of the absolutely lifeless drop, Dong Yijun shuddered and immediately said: "It's not me! Originally, I was happily preparing to become the tenth generation of Jun Aya, but it was all messed up by Li Shihong, this kid." This kid was caught by his father for secretly ordering our resources at home, and he also put the blame on the animation club, saying that it was the people from the animation club who brought him bad. Who doesn't know that this kid has read countless films since elementary school, what was the matter with our animation club at that time!"

So his dad came to the school to make trouble, and the animation club was disbanded by the school, right? Tong Jianjun snuffed out the cigarette butt, wrapped it in paper and stuffed it into his pocket, leaned back with his right hand, and grabbed Dong Yijun. Dong Yijun was standing in the back, waiting for Tong Jianjun to denounce Li Shihong together, but he was grabbed by the collar and carried to the outside of the rooftop, and one hundred and fifty catties of meat were hung on an arm that was not thick, Dong Yijun, who was already afraid of heights, was so frightened that he couldn't scream, and his feet couldn't stop struggling.

"Don't move, I can hold you, but your collar won't hold up. ”

Dong Yijun immediately stopped struggling, he seemed to have heard a slight tearing sound coming from his neckline, and said tremblingly: "Teacher, you really don't blame me." Other parents can say that Li Shihong's father is Li Feijian, the director of the student affairs department of our school, and the director of the student affairs department who holds the power of life and death of the student club! This kind of thing is encountered by him, and our club has only a dead end!"

"Blow the wind a little longer, sober up, and think about what you're doing wrong, I can't guarantee how long your collar will last. ”

"......" was silent for a while, but he heard a stabbing sound from the collar, and Dong Yijun spoke with a crying tone, "Teacher, I really don't know! My collar is really about to break, pull me back! I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

After pulling this spineless guy back, Tong Jianjun scolded: "Lao Tzu established the animation club for you uncompetitive juniors to use as a train departing! Do you guys still remember the original intention of the establishment of the Junya Animation Club? Do you know what Huahai Middle School was like ten years ago!"

"There are no extracurricular activities, there are no clubs, and even physical education classes are just for the physical education high school entrance examination that comes in the third year of junior high school. In that dark era, it was the pioneers of our group of associations, under the pressure of teachers and parents, who linked the timing of the provincial education reform and the attention of the Education Bureau, and with the help of the pressure of public opinion in the society, established the club federation in this oppressive dark place, and signed a promissory note with the school that every student can inherit. This promissory note promises all students - whether good or bad - an inalienable right to choose clubs and to move freely. ”

"Now, you tell me that the club that Lao Tzu worked so hard to establish back then was ruined by your group of young drivers who blindly set off cars! If there is a car accident, don't blame the driver, but don't blame the passengers and the traffic police! If the animation club is just a base used to send cars, it might as well not exist!"

Seeing that Dong Yijun was about to lower his head into the crotch of his pants, Tong Jianjun felt that this guy should be more or less conscious, so he said: "Say, what do you need me to help rebuild the animation club?"

"Teacher, are you trying to help me?" Dong Yijun didn't have much hope, but he didn't expect Tong Jianjun to change his words and have hope again.

"Nonsense, if I don't help you rebuild the animation club, what are I doing with you for so long, you haven't blown enough wind in your brain, have you?" Tong Jianjun made a gesture to pick up Dong Yijun again.

"Enough is enough, teacher, listen to me, if you want to rebuild the animation club, one is that you need a teacher as an instructor, and you can have a teacher for this point; ”

"This is also the case, even if I am the head of the student office, I will not agree to the reconstruction of this illegal departure organization. Tong Jianjun casually supported his hand and stood up, "But after all, it was the club I established, so if it is gone, she will definitely be unhappy." Go back, you can study hard in the semester, and I will find a way to rebuild, and everything will be talked about when the semester officially begins. ”

"She?Teacher, are you talking about Mi Qi Aya? I wanted to ask before, teacher, do you have anything to do with the popular idol Mi Qi Aya, I know that Mi Qi Aya graduated from our school, and the name of our club is also taken from the last word of your name, were you a couple back then?" Feeling that there was gossip to dig up, Dong Yijun's series of questions were thrown out like cannonballs, completely forgetting the tragic appearance of being hung in the air before.

"It's not. Tong Jianjun opened the rooftop door that was blown back by the wind.

"Then teacher, can you teach me martial arts? You are so powerful, you must have practiced martial arts!" Thinking of Tong Jianjun's domineering performance with one hand, Dong Yijun's heart was hot, if he could practice like this, he would show more hands in the future.

"No, you can't. Tong Jianjun walked off the rooftop, "Because I won't either." ”