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Teacher's Day on September 10 arrived more than two weeks after the start of high school life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This made the class committee of class 389 feel a lot worried. I always feel that my class needs to send something to the teachers, and then I ask the next class, and it is almost the same.

But Mei Shiyu, a member of the living committee, said that the class fee was not much, and the unscrupulous merchants outside Luowen No. 1 Middle School took the opportunity to raise the price of the gift, and the class fee that was already difficult to budget was definitely not enough.

Just when I was worried, a sentence from the old god woke up Class 389: "I think it's boring to receive gifts every year, so I took them all home to my little sister to play." This year, you Aiqing must come up with something new, otherwise I don't want it, who dares to give gifts to punish the nine clans. ”

As a result, the students of Class 389 began to rack their brains again to think of new ideas, not new ideas of money.

I even used a few evening self-study sessions to hold a class meeting, gathering everyone's thoughts and playing some tricks that satisfied the teachers. Fortunately, there are a lot of 389 classes, and there is no shortage of tricks to play.

In the Chinese class, when Ms. Luo Yuexi, a 40-year-old Chinese teacher, walked in, the whole class of Class 389 was silent.

Teacher Luo, surnamed Luo, named Yuexi, word Yanxi, number Luowen Jushi, Luowenxuan County. Han nationality, a representative of the Yangchun literary school in Luowen No. 1 Middle School (there is only one person in this school), reads as a good euphemism, the style of writing is like Yangchun, and the writing is like white snow.

Born in a rural family, he grew up in the reform and opening up, and when he was young, he lamented the sadness of his life, so he forgot to sleep and eat and studied hard. Later, he was admitted to Nanjing Normal School, met Yang Jiang from Luowen, and was deceived back to Luowen as a Chinese teacher.

His representative works include "Collection of Words along the River" (only three poems), "Collection of Essays along the River" (only five articles), "Ten Years along the River" (only more than a month after writing), and the million-word masterpiece "Luochen" (990,000 words short of the deadline) centered on the life of the Luowen people.

Of course, the above content has nothing to do with what I am going to write next, just to make up the number of words and introduce Mr. Luo.

Let's say that Mr. Luo entered the classroom of class 389 and found that the students didn't shout to stand up in class today. I only heard the squad leader Wang Yanding shouting: "All stand up!" ”

The whole class stood up and bowed respectfully to the forty-year-old teacher Luo seriously: "Hello Sister Luo, younger brothers and sisters wish my sister a happy holiday today, I don't have money to buy gifts, I hope my sister understands, if my sister is happy, I will call my sister for a week." ”

This behavior made Teacher Luo cover his mouth and laugh, so happy that he couldn't help himself, he was forty years old, and he was called grandma by the group of elementary school students when he went out occasionally.

Today, Teacher Luo was so happy that he died: "Younger brothers and sisters, hurry up and sit down, come, sister will teach younger brothers and sisters." ”

The next class is about "Hongmen Banquet", which is a key article. And every time Teacher Luo asks a question, a student will raise his hand: "Sister, I will." ”

After getting up, the answer was smooth, which made Mr. Luo even happier, and couldn't help but feel that these students had done preview, so after such a class, the course progress was fast, and the "Hongmen Banquet" was simply finished.

At the end of class, everyone stood up again: "Goodbye, sister!" ”

Teacher Luo covered his mouth: "Brother and sister, see you in the next class." ”

In this way, the Chinese teacher was finally settled.

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After all, the old god is already the emperor, and there is no way to work on the title, so he can only work elsewhere.

When it came time to history lesson, the old god walked in.

"The emperor has arrived!" Wang Yanding shouted loudly, it is really becoming more and more like a eunuch.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

"Flat."

"Your Majesty."

After a few words, the old god made up his mind and looked at the 389 class with a smile, not knowing what they would come up with for themselves as a Teacher's Day gift.

"Your Majesty, the ministers have their own music." Prime Minister Lin Mengxi stood up, holding a history book like a wat (a prototype made of jade, ivory, or bamboo) held by a minister of the Han Dynasty.

"Aiqing, please speak." The old god said.

"The ministers ordered the painters in the palace to drive out a piece of national flag overnight yesterday, hoping that the emperor likes it." Lin Mengxi said.

At this time, I saw a boy sitting by the window threw out the curtain, and I saw a big word written on it! As soon as the banner was unfurled, some boys opened the windows and let the wind blow into the classroom, blowing the curtains in the wind, and the divine character was also displayed in the wind.

When this flag fluttered in the wind, the old god was instantly stupid.

When the old god was dumbfounded, Lin Mengxi continued to speak: "Your Majesty, this is the first national flag of my Great God Kingdom-the Great God Flag. ”

The old god applauded stupidly: "Okay, okay, it's just that the curtains are a little dirty, let's go to class." ”

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, we have also written the history of our Kingdom of God, I hope the Emperor likes it." Lin Mengxi continued, Class 389 is big enough to play on the old god.

Wang Yanding presented a notebook, and two words were written on it: Divine History.

It was the result of a few boys writing in three hours, writing all about how the kingdom of God was born and how it developed and grew step by step, and it was a history book.

In the book, it will also be eloquent about how the current emperor outwitted the traitors and pacified the world. This is a history book, there is no doubt about it.

The old god turned a few pages, and while reading it with relish, he couldn't help but marvel that he had caused so many things with a casual remark.

"Aiqing, let's go to court." The old god said, afraid that the progress of the course would not keep up.

"The emperor is not in a hurry!" Lin Mengxi instantly stopped the old god, making the old god stunned again.

"Aiqing still has something?" The old god can't stand it, and it is estimated that he will be scared out of this group of students by having a heart attack in this class.

"The ministers also wrote the national anthem of my kingdom, and I want to sing it to the emperor today." Lin Mengxi said.

The old god was dumbfounded: It's a big game! This group of students has a big game! Definitely play big!

"Sing it, be quiet." The old god entrusted.

With the permission of the old god, all the civil and military officials below stood up, and their serious expressions made the old god a little scared.

"Playing music!" Lin Mengxi shouted.

The boys in the back took out their mobile phones and started playing music, and in front, Lin Mengxi got up and started singing.

The so-called national anthem of the Kingdom of God was actually adapted from "Love My China" and learned overnight last night.

As soon as this song was sung, it almost didn't scare the old god away, this group of students had such a big time, aren't they afraid that other class teachers will come to find trouble?

“…… The old god and the old god, the emperor of the 389 class, the old god and the old god, take our history lesson, the old god and the old god, the emperor is a little weird......"

The national anthem of God was finally sung, and the old god took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, but fortunately, the other class teachers did not lift the stool and rushed in.

Fortunately, the old god thought, I only have to take them for a year, and there is no next Teacher's Day.

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Like the Chinese history teacher, none of the teachers in Class 389 received any gifts bought with money, all of which were spiritual encouragement.

For example, if you sing a song to the math teacher, everyone can only say that they understand a math class, whether they understand it or not; sent a few representatives of the top students and the English teacher to compete with each other in English for a lesson, although no one below could understand what they were saying; A greeting card was sent to the political teacher, which read: The United Nations sent a congratulatory message, wishing Mr. Pang Jianguo a happy holiday......

During the evening self-study, the hardest part came.

The head teacher, Li Nanke, is a master who is not so easy to fool.

In the past few days, Li Nan's temper has become bigger and bigger, and it can be said that he was forced by the 389 class, and Li Nan felt that if he didn't ignite the fire again, he wouldn't want to control the 389 class at all.

Li Nan didn't wear any more straight formal clothes today, only wore a casual stall, and his hair was not combed much, so he combed it casually and came in, and he could even see that Mr. Li was eating vegetables in his teeth.

With this respectful face, Li Nan has completely given up treatment.

It was already evening self-study, the night breeze was cool, and it was quiet outside the teaching building, and the students by the window could occasionally hear the sound of insects.

Li Nan, who couldn't sit down in the teacher's lounge on the first floor, came up to see the students in his class, firstly, because he was better disciplined, and secondly, he could also answer the chemistry questions that the students did not understand.

On Teacher's Day, Mr. Li, who has become a noble profession of gardener in the motherland, did not have the slightest precaution or concern, and stepped into the classroom of class 389.

Even though it's already evening self-study and I haven't taken classes, I have all the ideas come out, how can I just throw them away?

"Stand up!" The squad leader Wang Yanding shouted, almost scaring Teacher Li out of heart disease.

The whole class stood up and shouted in unison at the sloppy teacher Li, "Happy holiday to handsome guy Li Nan!" ”

Scold! Mr. Li has some signs of heart attack!

"Sit down, sit, sit." Teacher Li waved his hand in a daze and motioned for all the 389 classes to sit down.

The whole class sat down, and the class leader Wang Yanding ran over with a small note, and then handed the note to Teacher Li: "A little gift from the teacher is not a tribute." ”

After handing it to Teacher Li, Wang Yanding returned to his seat with a smile, as if he had accomplished something great.

Teacher Li looked at this small note, there were two strings of numbers.

"What's this?" Teacher Li asked, this Teacher's Day gift is not sincere enough.

"The phone number and QQ of the head teacher of class 390." Squad leader Wang Yanding replied.

Teacher Li's face turned red instantly, he looked around and found that all the students in class 389 were snickering, knowing that all the students in his class already knew.

"Children don't want to be in love, it's true, they know how to inquire about other people's privacy all day long!" Teacher Li was a little embarrassed to criticize Class 389.

Those who have good deeds can't help but be unconvinced, saying: "Teacher, is this privacy inquiry worth it or not?" ”

Teacher Li smiled lewdly: "It depends on how the teacher behaves tonight!" ”

The whole class also smiled obscenely: "Handsome guy, when will you start chasing after your wife, give me an exact time to help you." ”

Teacher Li sneered: "When you are the first in the school in your ordinary class, I will start chasing." ”

"Good!"

Both sides are determined to be full of domineering that they can definitely do.