Haipu No. 7 Middle School, this is the name of the school you teach. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As Zhang Zifeng said, this school is a third-rate high school, the so-called third-rate high school, that is, student resources are admitted according to the score line, first-class high schools admit outstanding students, and then second-rate high schools, and finally those students who no one wants will be arranged into third-rate high schools.

In other words, it was a concentration camp for poor students.

Unfortunately, you are a teacher in this camp for poor students, and you are still in a language class.

As we all know, among all the subjects related to the college entrance examination, the least important is Chinese, if nothing else, just because students have been reading books for more than ten years, and Chinese is indispensable for every grade and semester.

In the hospital in Yuhang before, Han Ruorong specially asked the doctor to issue a certificate, stating that you fell from the hill and injured your brain, which caused temporary amnesia.

Therefore, you are actually here to hand in the fake note today, and you have no confidence in whether you can be qualified as a teacher now, so you want to delay it for a few more days.

However, when you set foot in the school office, you were driven out by a lean, lean old man a few minutes after entering, and there was only a skeleton on the old man's body, but when he roared, his voice was comparable to that of Pavarotti.

"Bastard boy, don't look at what time it is, seeing that it's about to be the end of the term, you dare to drop the chain for me! If I hadn't unilaterally torn up the contract and the school would have to bear a liquidated damages, I wouldn't have hired someone like you! ”

Seeing the dean of academic affairs scolding and entering the door, you wiped the sweat from your forehead and sighed, "Forget it, since you're here, let's go see your students." ”

Haipu No. 7 Middle School is located in a relatively remote area, so most of the teachers are contract workers, and it is precisely because of this that the school's teaching force is uneven, and most of the contract teachers have signs of fishing in troubled waters.

Fortunately, you have already done your homework before you came, and you know that the classes you teach are the fifth, sixth and seventh classes of high school, among them, you are the homeroom teacher of class seven, and these seven classes have been the first in the grade for two years, uh, the penultimate first.

When you are still about ten meters away from Class 7, you can already hear the noisy and frolicking sounds of the students.

Although it is a recess activity now, compared to other classes, Class 7 is definitely the most noisy one.

You are a stranger to everything in this class, so the moment you enter the class with two thick textbooks in your hands, you take a deep breath and stride in.

Originally, according to your imagination, after you came in, the noise in the teachers would definitely stop abruptly, and the students, even if they pretended, would give you, the head teacher, a face.

However, after you enter the teacher, the students continue to fight and chase as if you don't exist.

Standing on the podium, you cough lightly.

No response.

"Ahem, classmates, please be quiet."

Still no response.

"Quiet! Be quiet! ”

Still no response!

"Bang!"

The backhand slammed the palm on the blackboard behind him, a heavy blow, a loud bang, and the whole classroom fell silent.

At this time, your anger comes from your heart, and evil is born to the side of your guts, your eyes are wide, your face is solemn, and you even glared fiercely at the men and women below, and shouted, "Sit down! Sit down the fuck for Lao Tzu! ”

"Bang!"

Another thump, and your hand slams on the podium table.

This time, the frightened students finally returned to their seats and slowly sat down.

No matter what these people are thinking in their heads, or what their reaction will be next, you immediately take out the roll call list and read out the first name: "Zhang Hua." ”

No response.

"Which king is called Zhang Hua?" You look up at everyone and say angrily, "If you shouldn't in three seconds, believe it or not, I'll pull out your clothes and hang them in the hallway for people to admire?" ”

I don't know if he was shocked or frightened, but in short, a boy with glasses raised his right hand tremblingly.

Then you report your names one by one, and you have a good start, and the students after that are relatively more cooperative.

And the reason why you name them is not to check attendance, but to get to know these students for the first time.

After your amnesia, you find yourself gaining an ability that others have only dreamed of, and you will never forget it!

The so-called memorization is not just a book, anything that you have read, even if it is just a quick glance out of the corner of your eye, can be imaged in your own mind, and can be easily called up when needed; Not only eyesight, but also hearing is several times that of ordinary people.

"Li Yichen."

At this time, a boy with studs and short yellow hair crossed Erlang's legs and raised his hand slightly. He didn't look at you at all, he looked down at his phone as if he was reading a novel.

Seeing this, you walked over quickly, stood beside him, glanced down at his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "I'm reading an online novel, is it good?" ”

"Well, that's good." Li Yichen still raised his eyebrows, and he still had a lollipop in his mouth.

It's recess time now, and it's not easy for you to have a seizure, but you still stretched out your hand and patted Li Yichen's head: "Young man, you have to pay attention to a degree of doing things, after that, it won't be beautiful." ”

Saying that, you didn't pay attention to Li Yichen, and then called names: "Pang Yuxuan!" ”

"Hey, teacher, I'm here."

A good-looking boy is smiling and waving at you.

"Zhang Xidong!"

In the teacher's corner, a boy dressed in ordinary clothes, but who felt like a cold ice cube, raised his hand slightly.

He glances at you lightly, and there is no wave in his eyes.

Then, with a frown, you read the last student on the roster: "Again." ”

It's a really hard name, and if it's on the road, there's no way to even shout it out loud, you don't understand how anyone would take such a name.

It should be a delicate-looking, but thin boy with a lukewarm expression, giving people a very strange feeling.

I have to say that these last four boys give you a very strange feeling, these four have very different personalities, and even if they are placed in such a bad class, they are still very eye-catching.

When you throw the roll call list back, you don't even look at it, and the roll call not only falls on the podium table accurately, but even aligns with the four sides of the lectern table, which makes the students let out an exclamation with this hand alone.

"Alright, now I'll make it official." You return to the podium and look around with cold eyes, "I can't control the previous burdens, and I don't want to take care of them, but from now on, you people must read me well." As for whether you are in a relationship, playing games, reading novels, etc., etc., etc., I don't care, I only ask for one thing, everyone must have a report card that can be used. ”

There is only one month left until the end of the term, and you hope that this month will give them a little more reformation so that parents can rest easy knowing that their children are not wasting time at school.

At this time, Pang Yuxuan, who was full of smiles, raised his hand and said: "Teacher, my parents' requirements are not high, as long as they can pass, so you can rest assured, with my current grades, I will definitely be able to do it." ”

Looking at Pang Yuxuan, you suddenly smiled, in the eyes of the students, your smile is very evil!