The so-called insider's doorway. Zhu Jiaming also studied in Shaolin Temple in his early years.

There is a temple in his hometown, and the poor Jiaming went to the temple to work when he was a child, and he also learned some boxing and kicking from the master. Yu Jiaming later learned that the master who taught him was the presiding abbot of the temple.

Ju Jiaming hasn't wasted his kung fu over the years, so his health has always been very good. Today, I fought with this student Jiang Wu, and I was actually up and down, but it seems that the student is still a student, although Jiang Wu is already a seventeen-year-old young man.

"What are you doing!" Teacher Bian Fangfang appeared in time.

When Jiang Wu stopped, Yu Jiaming did not brake the brake, and smashed his fist over, and Jiang Wu fell to the ground.

"Teacher Yu!" Bian Fangfang took a deep breath and said, "Take it easy." Come to my office after class. ”

After Bian Fangfang finished speaking, she left.

At this time, the bell rang for the end of class.

Yu Jiaming felt that Teacher Bian Fangfang's words just now seemed to be said to himself.

As soon as Ju Jiaming left the classroom, there was a burst of laughter behind him......

As soon as I walked into Teacher Bian Fangfang's office, in front of me, Bian Fangfang was already smiling.

"Drink tea." Bian Fangfang brought over a cup of green tea.

Ju Jiaming hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You're welcome." Obviously, it was Bian Fangfang's own teacup, and Bian Fangfang was just being polite to Yu Jiaming.

"Look at you, how do you meet the same level as a student." Bian Fangfang glanced at Jia Ming, but said with a smile.

"These students are amazing!" Ju Jiaming was a little emotional.

Bian Fangfang: "Yes, that student's name is Jiang Wu, he is seventeen years old, and I can't control the head of the children in the class, so I gave him a disciplinary class leader." Students, after all, are children, and they need to be groomed......"

Ju Jiaming: "Seventeen years old! Still a child? By the way, how can he fight so well? Do you really teach kung fu in your school? ”

Bian Fangfang said with a smile: "That's, moreover, our school is the first in the martial arts class, and the cultural class is the last." ”

Yu Jiaming: "Then why don't you let the martial arts teacher be the head teacher?" By the way, what about those martial arts teachers......"

When Ju Jiaming was still gushing about all his doubts, the class bell rang.

Teacher Bian Fangfang shirked the class and did not answer Zhu Jiaming's question. Instead, he dropped a sentence: "I will teach Jiang Wu a lesson when I go back, and let him compensate you tomorrow." ”

Yu Jiaming stiffened his face and came to the sixty-second class very cautiously.

Class 62 is still the kind of suffocating classroom discipline, this time, Ju Jiaming didn't talk nonsense anymore, and went straight to class.

Starting from "Two Rules of Classical Chinese", Zhu Jiaming has to end a class for one class. In the next class, Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry".

Time is tight, class time is too tight.

The students seem to like to listen very much, and Zhu Jiaming does not completely follow the lesson plan for preparing the lesson, and what he says is also very interesting. The students think this teacher is not bad.

They take cultural classes as relaxation.

At this time, Ju Jiaming felt that the second class was much stronger than the first class.

There are also a few particularly outstanding students in the second class.

Hu Jianjun, Guo Yuyu......

Hu Jianjun is very burly, compared with Jiang Wu in the first class, Hu Jianjun is even more majestic, although he is only seventeen years old, he is already more adult than adults.

Guo Yuyu, that kind of classical beauty, makes Ju Jiaming indescribable. That kind of retro beauty can only be described by sinking fish and geese, and closing the moon and shy flowers.

For beauties, Ju Jiaming is undisguised. In one class, Ju Jiaming stood at Guo Yuyu's desk and talked, asking Guo Yuyu questions from time to time, Guo Yuyu seemed very calm, and Ju Jiaming thought that the students were all fools.

After two lessons. Ju Jiaming assigned his homework, and today's work is completed.

In the third class, Yu Jiaming had nothing to do, came out to wander for a while, bought a pack of cigarettes in the school's small shop, and came to the office of Director Lu, the director of academic affairs.

I didn't see Mr. Pi today.

"Oh yo, isn't this Jiaming, come and sit, sit down, there's no class below?" Director Lu seemed very enthusiastic.

Ju Jiaming handed Director Lu a cigarette, lit one himself, and sat down.

The two talked nonsense for a while, and Ju Jiaming asked, "School martial arts, don't you teach it in the playground here?" ”

Director Lu said: "Not here, I usually only take physical education classes here, do exercises, and martial arts are in the back mountain...... Oh, and that's not your business, so don't ask. ”

Ju Jiaming smiled, nodded, and said, "By the way, Director Lu, the house I rented in the city still has some things, I want to take some time to clean it up tomorrow." ”

Director Lu smiled: "No need, Director Jiang has already gone to clean up for you in the morning." The things are at Director Jiang's, you can go over and get them now. ”

Hearing this, Yu Jiaming walked out of Director Lu's office in a daze. I took my things from Director Jiang and returned to the dormitory.

In fact, there is nothing valuable, but some documents are still needed. Now, these things, the things in the rented house, are all placed in Yu Jiaming's bedroom.

Ju Jiaming sat on the edge of the bed, smoking a cigarette, and for a while, he didn't know what to think in his heart. There seems to be something stuck in my heart.

Yes, Director Jiang, how do they know where my rental house is? It's weird!

……

Generally, martial arts classes start in the afternoon.

In the morning, students mainly study cultural classes. Or whether you go to martial arts classes, you also take cultural classes. Martial arts classes usually take place in the afternoon, and the students don't come back until it's time to eat.

The first, second, third and fourth, fifth, and sixth grades take turns to have martial arts classes every other day, so there is a Chinese class in the afternoon today. Tomorrow afternoon, it's the fourth, fifth, and sixth grades for martial arts classes.

In the martial arts class, the head teacher took it, went out from the back door of the school to the back mountain, and after the class, the head teacher picked it up.

There are also evening self-study, and the class teacher and the assistant teacher take shifts, so there will be evening self-study tomorrow night.

This night was an evening self-study for one class.

Walking into the classroom of the first class, Jiang Wu, the bold student who fought with Ju Jiaming during the day, really took the initiative to come over and admit his mistake to Ju Jiaming. For a while, Jia Ming was in a good mood.

"Students, do you usually attend classes in the evening self-study? Or what? Ju Jiaming asked.

"Self-study, homework." The students replied in a rambling manner.

"Every other day, I will study on my own night, and go to the back mountain to practice martial arts once." Jiang Wudao.

"Oh. That's it. Yu Jiaming said secretly: In this way, that is their homeroom teacher's class, and the homeroom teacher wants to take them to the back mountain, why do they still practice martial arts at night?

By the way, it happens that when I substitute for a class, I don't need students to go to the back mountains to practice martial arts.

Thinking about it, Ju Jiaming heard some small footsteps from the second class in the aisle next door.

Ju Jiaming walked out of the classroom door and looked over, only to see that the thirty-eight students in the second class, under the leadership of his homeroom teacher Su Mengmei, went downstairs, walked out of the back door, and went to the back mountain.

The students of the second class, as well as some students in the fourth and fifth grades, came out of the back door in a neat line and disappeared into the back mountain.