The first class was a Chinese class, and I still liked it very much, because I could learn many poems that began with 'Gou' and enrich my knowledge. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Chinese teacher walked in with the lesson plan, and the class leader shouted, "Stand up!" ”

The students also got up and said in unison: "Hello teacher! ”

"Okay, let's all sit down." The Chinese teacher was more easy-going, and didn't pay much attention to these rules, so he sat down with the students, stood on the podium and opened the lesson plan, and said in a deep voice: "Well, we talked about Lin Zexu's poem in the last class, do you remember which one?" ”

"Remember!" Learning activists answer right away.

"Very good, then I'll ask a classmate to ask a question." After the Chinese teacher looked around, his eyes fell on the real heavenly falcon in the back row, and said by name: "Zhentian, I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you always not at school?" You haven't fallen behind in your homework, have you? Let's read a poem to you first, and Lin Zexu's poem will be read to everyone. ”

"Huh? Which one? "Zhentian Falcon got up from his seat, his Chinese score was good, but let him read Lin Zexu's poem for a while, how did he know exactly which one it was?

"Gou ....." The teacher said the first word at the beginning as a reminder, and the real falcon suddenly opened his mouth and suddenly realized.

"Gou Fugui, don't forget?"

"That's not right!" The teacher shook his head vetofully, reminded him again implicitly, and made a look in his eyes, meaning you know: "Gou....?" ”

"Gou Quan's life is in troubled times, and he does not seek to be heard by the princes."

"That's not right!" The teacher raised his hands slightly, this gesture is particularly familiar, it seems to be the signature action of a certain elder, and true fans must remember: "Gou....?" ”

"The story of the destruction of the Six Kingdoms with the greatness of the world."

"That's not right!" The teacher hinted many times that the real falcon just couldn't grasp the point, and he didn't wake up, so he had to make a killing move, and the Chinese teacher pushed his black-rimmed glasses and smiled, now you should understand, right?

True Falcon's eyes lit up and blurted out: "Oh! If you are not a sage, who can create it! ”

"That's not right! Wrong! The teacher was angry, and he hinted so obviously: "Classmate, you don't play cards according to the routine, copy Lin Zexu's poems a hundred times for me after class!" ”

"Oh, got it." It's not that the real falcon doesn't know, but to pretend not to know, those who often follow the trend and recite poems are low-level weak, not real fans, and the real falcon has gone mad, and the membrane power has reached a higher realm.

Those who follow the trend and recite poetry, after all, are still patterns, and they also need to improve their knowledge level, and they are too-simple to read.

It's not that the real Falcon is talking nonsense, and when it comes to membrane law, no one, including the principal and teachers, is his opponent.

After the Chinese teacher finished reprimanding Zhentian Falcon, he coughed his throat and returned the classroom atmosphere to normal: "Okay, turn to page 73 of the Chinese textbook, and today we will study Lu Xun's article." ”

"Even if I am dead and nailed to the coffin, I will be in the grave, and I will cry out with this rotten voice-giligili love!"

"That classmate, you go to the teaching office after class, this sentence is not from Lu Xun, tell you to read more, you don't listen, don't think it's Lu Xun said with a picture."

"Meow!?" The classmate was startled, showed a funny smile, and coaxed, what!? Going to the Registrar's Office? Afraid!

A class passed in a daze, and Zhentian Falcon took out his notebook, ready to copy Lin Zexu's poems a hundred times, and the student days were incomplete if he had not copied the book.

The squad leader saw that the real falcon was copying books alone, a hundred times, a lot, as a fan of the real falcon, do you want to help do something?

So the class leader proposed: "Everyone be quiet, help Zhentian classmates share some of the workload, there are 30 people in our class, each person copying three times is 90 times, so that it is evenly divided, Zhentian classmates don't have to copy a hundred times by one person, everyone says okay?" ”

"Okay!"

"Yes!"

"I'm here to help! Don't say copy it three times, it's no problem to copy it all for Zhentian's classmates! ”

As soon as the squad leader's words were finished, they immediately received a group response, and everyone said that they wanted to help the real falcon share the workload, which made the real falcon very moved: "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome."

The support club headed by the class leader, each student only needs to use the pen, each person copies 3 times, and some even copy more, the task is overcompleted, and the ancient poems are copied a hundred times quickly, and the class leader hands them over to the Chinese teacher, but the Chinese teacher is confused, how is this handwriting different?

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When the matter came to an end, Matenfala would stand bored in the hallway after class, lying on the railing, looking at the scenery and watching the activities of the other students in the opposite school building.

The monkey would run to Matenfala's class when he had nothing to do, come to play with him, and chat with him, most of them were games, gossip, and the like, and the same is true today.

The monkey was chatting with the Falcon when he suddenly heard the sound of many books falling down the hallway.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Hongxi."

"It's okay, it's okay."

The real Falcon took the opportunity to look over, only to see a boy squatting on the ground, hurriedly picking up the knocked books for a female teacher, the female teacher has conspicuous brown hair, wearing a slim workplace dress, pure white suit and skirt, giving people the intellectual beauty of a mature woman, for adolescent teenagers, there are tons of lethality, don't you see the boy squatting on the ground to pick up the book with a red face, happy in it?

"Oooh! It's Mr. Hongxi! ”

The monkey's eyes lit up and he stared impassionedly at the female teacher without blinking.

True Falcon has heard the name of this female teacher, and she is not very famous in the school, she teaches English in Class A, and has the title of the most beautiful female teacher, and she is very young, about 24 years old, women at this age already know how to dress up and have a deep understanding of their charm, so they are very popular with students.

"Monkey, you should be decent, when you see a beautiful woman, you are like Zhu Bajie." True Heavenly Falcon sighed.

"Boss, don't you think Teacher Hongxi is very beautiful? It's very feminine. ”

"Even if that's the case, you have to be a little more restrained." The real falcon looked at Mr. Hongxi again, he also knew that Mr. Hongxi was very beautiful, this was not fake, the true falcon has always had a good impression of gentle and dignified mature women, and Mr. Hongxi happened to be the type he liked, but unfortunately the real falcon already had someone he liked, and he would not easily cross the line.

Alice Phil is actually very similar to Teacher Hongxi, but Teacher Hongxi is more seductive, while Alice Phil has a more outstanding temperament, just like the difference between an angel and a witch.

As if sensing the True Sky Falcon's gaze, Hong Xi also turned her head and smiled at the True Sky Falcon, just this smile didn't know how many people were fascinated.

The monkey was so excited that he was going crazy, and he grabbed the arm of the real falcon and said, "Boss! Teacher Hongxi is smiling at me! Did I get her attention? ”