Chapter 005: Long Live the Emperor, Long Live Long Live

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In the early morning of the next day, in order to avoid He Ke's repetition of the tragedy of oversleeping yesterday, He Ke's mother came to pull He Ke to get up early. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I got up at seven o'clock, He Ke was full of anger all over his body, and he just wanted to lie to someone, but he saw that Father He slept well, leaving only Mother He who smiled coldly at her.

He Ke instantly became energetic, washed his face, brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and quickly finished everything and went to school, He Ke yawned while walking to the classroom of his own class in Luowen No. 1 Middle School.

The teaching building where the 389 class is located is called the wind full building, some old buildings, the original red bricks and green tiles, green trees and red flowers, in the early morning of this almost autumn, the red fades and the green decreases, and the leaves and yellow flowers are gone.

He Ke walked all the way, the cool breeze in the early morning was moving, and the entire campus was sparsely populated and very quiet.

She looked up and saw that all the classrooms were lined with hallways and windows. There are eight rooms on the first floor, all lined up. went up to the second floor and turned left, and He Ke's eyes suddenly lit up.

Zhao Ming, who couldn't sleep all night last night, didn't even want to sleep today, and after being woken up by the school bully in his bedroom, he got up and came to class with a heavy heart.

Only turned around, and Zhao Ming, who was on the other side of the corridor, also lit up - isn't this the one from yesterday?

At the front door of Class 389 classroom, Zhao Ming and He Ke didn't dare to go fast at all.

Should I say hello to her? Zhao Ming didn't know, he wanted to rush up to say hello, but he didn't know what to say. Zhao Ming could only blush, lowered his head, and slowly moved forward, as if he hadn't seen He Ke at all.

Hehe! He Ke sneered, pretending not to see it, the old lady can see it.

He Ke deliberately walked a few steps faster, and collided with Zhao Ming before he walked into the classroom of class 389.

"Hello, you're so early." He Ke greeted in advance and smiled not very obviously.

"You too." Zhao Ming replied a little embarrassed, this girl took the initiative to greet him again! Zhao Ming's joy at this time was completely unknown to how to describe it in words.

After nine years of compulsory education, Zhao Ming's luck is extremely bad, but there is such a girl who takes the initiative to shake hands with him and take the initiative to say hello? Oh my God, what a great victory this is, Zhao Ming thought.

For an introvert, any initiative of the opposite sex can lead to misunderstandings.

He Ke just wanted to say hello casually, who would have thought that Zhao Ming had misunderstood so much again.

When he entered the classroom of class 389, He Ke found that he was not the first to come, there were three people sitting in it early, two women and one man, all of whom were scholar-level figures.

He Ke and Zhao Ming, two pseudo-scholars, couldn't help but wonder if the other party was also a master.

He won't get up so early every day, He Ke thought, that might really be a scholar, I actually sat with a scholar, oh my God, He Ke looked at Zhao Ming: It would be nice if he could be more handsome, acting in idol dramas is not a problem.

But Zhao Ming, a high school student, pretended to be cool at all, in order to avoid combing his hair, he simply cut an inch directly, which was cool and economize shampoo.

It's pretty clean, but it's handsome, and it's really not touched.

This may be the difference between reality and idol dramas, the school bullies in idol dramas are all coquettish and handsome guys who are fascinated by thousands of girls, and the reality is that the school bullies are strange creatures wearing thick lenses, which is vividly and exquisitely reflected in the honor list of Luo Wen No. 1 Middle School.

The miserable faces echoed the old saying of Principal Wang Dingfan of Luowen No. 1 Middle School: Only when people are ugly can they read good books.

The handsome ones are all in love, who still has the heart to study!

You can't have both grades and beauties (handsome guys)! Alas, He Ke thought, then let's have a handsome guy.

couldn't see that she was still a scholar, so Zhao Ming silently took out the history book.

Does she come so early every day? Zhao Ming asked himself, of course the answer is that he doesn't know, even He Ke doesn't know this question, it depends on He Mu who is also asleep that day, so she may not get up so early.

When Zhao Ming looked at He Ke with a sideways face, he found that He Ke had already been lying on the table to make up for his sleep.

In the classroom at this time, in addition to He Ke and Zhao Ming, who were sitting in the last row, there were three true scholars sitting in the front.

The first one is named Li Xiaomei, who was booked by Zhou Zirui in the 110th bedroom, is a very attractive beauty, but her face is more or less white, sickly white, like paper, pale and lifeless.

Xiao Mei was sitting in the third chapter of the first compulsory course in mathematics at this time, with a very thin hand, holding a pen to check the calculation in the reference book, and the font of Juanxiu was dense in a blink of an eye.

Like He Ke, after seven days of military training, Xiao Mei also asked for leave and did not participate, but Xiao Mei was really sick, and he was born sick.

In the past seven days, Xiaomei didn't play at all, but came to the classroom every morning to preview by herself, do questions by herself, answer by herself, and understand by herself.

A lonely classroom alone.

Later, Xie Ming also came, and Mo Qi next to Xiaomei also came, with these two scholars accompanying him, Xiaomei felt a lot more at ease.

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Teacher Rowan is wonderful, half of the 389 class is counted!

He Ke didn't come yesterday, and missed a lot of wonderful self-introductions from wonderful teachers, and I saw it today, on the one hand, I was a little dazed without preparation, and on the other hand, I couldn't help but cheer for the wonderful teachers of class 389!

Let's talk about Li Nan, a young college student who has just graduated, is not tall and not fat. The two eyes are hidden under the lenses of more than 500 degrees, and the light emitted is a little sharp, and there is also some fire in the sharpness.

Before coming to class today, Mr. Li dressed up carefully, combed his hair in the mirror, got a beautiful hairstyle, wore a straight suit, polished his shoes, and even his eyes were polished.

Suddenly looking in the mirror, Mr. Li suddenly felt like a Korean who had only removed the straps after plastic surgery - he was frightened by his handsomeness.

Teacher Li couldn't help but feel that he actually had a good foundation, but he was usually a little sloppy, and now he can still go out to seduce the female teacher after dressing up.

Just as Mr. Li, who was full of confidence, passed by class 390 and looked inside at his sweetheart, he caused laughter from the class, and even the teacher on the podium who looked at him was more like a student than himself.

Teacher Li was puzzled, so she came to the classroom of class 389.

Teacher Li, who felt that he would be blind to everyone in Class 389, walked into the classroom in a chic manner, with a bright smile on his face.

Class 389 looked at Teacher Li like an idiot, I don't understand, why does Teacher Li wear formal clothes in such a hot day?

Wear it, wear it, this way of appearance is the same as the God of Gamblers.

Seeing that the 389 class did not respond for a long time, Teacher Li was unhappy, but he couldn't express his unhappiness clearly, he could only show it on his face.

Mr. Li, who had already met Class 389 for the first time, did not need to introduce himself, nor did he want to fool the students of Class 389 about how important the chemistry taught by them was.

"Why do we study chemistry, because you have to take chemistry in three years!" Mr. Li gave the fundamental reason for learning chemistry, that is, the college entrance examination.

This answer is very concise and concise, but it hits the heart directly: the reason why high school students study chemistry is that all bullshit reasons are false, and if chemistry is not taken in the college entrance examination, no one wants to learn chemistry.

In the next class, Mr. Li called more than 40 people from the beginning to the end, and asked more than 40 people to get up to answer the questions, so as to avenge himself.

In the first chemistry class, about Moore, the sentient beings listened to it in a fog and answered confusedly, and finally Li Nan had to let the students go down and read it again.

The next teacher is amazing!

"I~love~you~love~~you......" He Ke hadn't seen this teacher yet, but he heard someone outside the classroom humming the popular "Mice Love Rice" a few years ago, and he stumbled every word he hummed, and just jumped into the classroom of class 389 step by step.

Knowing that it was this teacher's class, Class 389 all held their breath and prepared for the big move.

"Don't shout teacher later, long live the emperor, long live, long live." Zhao Ming whispered to remind He Ke, who was separated by the Mediterranean, because Ning Chen was sleeping on the side, and he probably hadn't reminded He Ke.

"Why?" He Ke asked Zhao Ming in a low voice.

"Just shout." Zhao Ming replied that it was too late to explain now.

He Ke hesitated a little, thinking to himself, is this boy trying to fix me? But there's no reason?

Just as He Ke hesitated, Teacher Hu Jingya had already entered the gate of Class 389, and He Ke's eyes suddenly widened, looking at Teacher Hu speechless: What a spiritual old man.

Mr. Hu looks like he is in his fifties, but his eyes are extremely shrewd, he doesn't wear glasses, and he doesn't hold a textbook. With a teacup in his left hand and a small cake in his right hand, he came to the podium and put down the teacup and cake.

During this period, Mr. Hu's yellow T-shirt that looked like it had been washed white in the 80s, the navy blue pants that seemed to have been worn for eight years and had not been broken, and a pair of flip-flops of the same style as the Huoyun Evil God, all of which did not leave a deep impression on He Ke without exception.

Teacher Hu, the previous students sent a nickname: Hu Laobiao, so called, how can you not be a little good in class?

Just listen to Mr. Hu's signal, and you can start.

Wang Yanding, the squad leader of class 389, shouted: "The emperor has arrived, go to the court!" ”

The awake people of Class 389 stood up in unison: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live." ”

Teacher Hu looked at the ministers, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "All Aiqing, please sit down, they are all standing and distressed." ”

The group sat down, and He Ke was stunned to seek an explanation, but Ning Chen next to him was sleeping soundly, so he couldn't bother, so he had to ask Zhao Ming.

"This teacher, why did you come to class like this?" He Ke asked in a low voice.

Zhao Ming also shook his head and said, "I don't know, anyway, when this teacher first came to our class yesterday, he asked us to shout like this in the future, and today is the first day." People teach history, probably for this reason. ”

Oh, He Ke understood, it turned out that he was crazy about history.

At this time, Mr. Hu asked, "Prime Minister, how did you discuss my nickname?" ”

Ban Hualin Mengxi stood up nervously: "Back to the emperor, last night the minister and a few colleagues discussed it for half the night, and felt that the name of Hu Laobiao was really bad, so he thought hard for half the night, and finally got the new Ya name, if the emperor can use it, it must be excellent." ”

"Oh, what's the new number?" Teacher Hu asked.

"Back to the emperor, the new name is: Old God." Lin Mengxi was still a little apprehensive in her heart.

"Old god, this name is good, in the future, you will call me like this in private, whoever doesn't shout like this, I will punish the nine clans." The old god Chrysostom said.

"Yes." The class answered in unison.

He Ke was shocked: This class is broken!