Write manuscripts and read books, occasionally cheer for the friends in the class, hand over water, and even receive many grateful eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Games were very different from what they imagined to be watched by thousands of people, the first event at the beginning of the Games was okay and relatively fresh, everyone paid a lot of attention to the athletes, and the cheers were very hard. But in the back, especially the next day, the novelty of the sports meeting has long faded, and many boys even just come to report in the morning, and then sneak out to play computer or basketball or something. Girls shrank in the classroom to blow fans because of the hot weather, there were not many spectators on the playground, and there were even fewer people who wrote radio scripts and went to the radio studio to cheer for the athletes.

So much so that in the back, only Feng Jing was still writing a manuscript in the whole school, and the broadcaster read a manuscript casually from the 353 class, and the single loop mode was turned on, and the radio room became a special session for the 353 class.

The sports meeting is also a good time for the teachers to take a leisure, Zhou Wenhong sat in the office and chatted with the head teacher of class 352, and naturally noticed the situation in the school's radio room.

"Teacher Zhou, the students in your class are so conscious that you have been trained by you!" The head teacher of class 352 said with envy, unlike their class 352, as long as the head teacher is not present, everyone will run away, she still watched the last afternoon of the sports meeting, and then went back to the office to blow the air conditioner.

"No matter what, they are all self-conscious, and they don't have much to do with me, I was lucky enough to bring them." Zhou Wenhong said modestly. Teachers are very fond of comparison, especially the head teacher, the students in her own class are a little better than other classes, and she can eat two more bowls of rice at night!

"Okay, don't be modest, none of the classes in our school are scored according to grades, and there are naughty and disobedient thorns in any class, how did you educate them? Is there a good way to do it? Share it! The head teacher of class 352 looked flattering, she was a new teacher, and she really didn't have as much experience in leading students as Zhou Wenhong.

"Actually, there are really no cheats, it's just that I'm lucky, there are fewer thorns in the class, and I just want to communicate more with the children......" Zhou Wenhong also took the score of the excellent class teacher at the municipal level at first, and then slowly talked to the head teacher of 352 about his experience in leading the class.

This was said for more than an hour, and the head teacher of 352 even took a pen and made a lot of notes.

“…… Well, that's all for it! The sports day is almost over, and we have to organize our classmates to attend the closing ceremony. Zhou Wenhong stood up and walked out of the office first. The so-called closing ceremony of the sports meeting is actually just a formality, that is, the whole school gathers to listen to the leader's praise and teaching, and then the class teacher organizes the dismissal of school.

"Ah......? All right! We'll talk next time, teacher! The head teacher of 352 looked reluctant, she learned a lot from Teacher Zhou, especially in her attitude towards students. She used to think that students should be equal, but after stopping Teacher Zhou's experience, she realized that junior high school is a transition stage of high school, and students must understand what the rules are, and let them know that they respect teachers, so they can't blindly be soft, but must be rigid and soft!

Since then, Yunlong Middle School has lost a class teacher who is as gentle as spring breeze and rain, and there is more class teacher who is resolute and resolute.

Walking to the rest area of class 353, Zhou Wenhong saw the classmates chatting and chatting enthusiastically, and he was very satisfied. Look, this is the class brought out by her Zhou Wenhong, the students are highly conscious, and the classmates get along very harmoniously.

Since the broadcast room has stopped receiving scripts, she didn't see everyone working hard to write radio scripts, but it didn't matter.

"Yang Lele, show me the submission record." Zhou Wenhong walked to Yang Lele's side and pulled a chair with no one to sit down.

"Oh, good!" Yang Lele took out a notebook from the drawer, and in order to make it easier for everyone to write the manuscript, the boys in the class moved a few tables from the teaching building.

"Hmm." Zhou Wenhong took over the submission record book, she arranged the task of submitting broadcast scripts to the students before the sports meeting, ten articles per person per day, if there is a project to participate, participate in a project can be less than two, and Yang Lele is responsible for recording.

From the beginning to the end, in addition to the people who have to participate in many events, the person who wrote the least is Li Hao, just twenty articles, but he is responsible for calling the athletes to the playground to check in, which is not bad. But the person who wrote the most was not Yang Lele in her imagination, but Feng Jing. Feng Jing wrote one hundred and thirty-nine radio scripts by himself.

One hundred and thirty-nine articles, many people wrote manuscripts that are not enough for her mantissa number, presumably the situation of the single loop 353 radio scripts in the radio room in the afternoon is caused by the sealing of these radio scripts.

The broadcast script of the sports meeting is basically not reviewed, everyone writes it and stuffs it into the reception box of the broadcast room, and then the announcer takes a random article and starts reading it, and throws it out when the frame is full.

Under normal circumstances, in order to avoid the situation of "single loop", the announcer will also check the box when he takes the script, or pluck the fluctuating script, and disrupt them, but what if there is only one class of radio scripts left in the whole frame? No matter how much you rummage, it's still this class!

Cover the scene...... Zhou Wenhong's expression was a little complicated, because of her previous eccentricity Li Qiaohan was directly pierced by Feng Jing, she would unconsciously feel a head short when facing Feng Jing. And Feng Jing's temperament and eyes can't let Zhou Wenhong coax and fool her as a real child, so he unconsciously avoids it.

Closed the notebook, and casually talked to Yang Lele, and the last sports project was over.

"Now, please gather in the playground!"

Hearing this command, the students flocked to the playground.

Feng Jing was squeezed forward by the crowd, and Tang Xiaowan, who had been holding her hand tightly, didn't know when she was squeezed and let go of her hand. If someone falls, it's the most likely to cause a stampede. Feng Jing moved his steps carefully, and finally squeezed in through the entrance of the playground, which was not actually narrow, but it looked very narrow against the backdrop of the huge crowd.

As soon as they passed through this door, all the people consciously dispersed, and the biological instinct saved them from a stampede.

Feng Jing stood not far from the entrance of the playground and waited for a while, carefully searching for Tang Xiaowan's whereabouts.

"Xiao Wan! Xiaowan! Over here! Feng Jing searched for a while before he found Tang Xiaowan who was looking around in the crowd.

"Oops! I thought you lost it! Tang Xiaowan ran over and grabbed Feng Jing's arm, and the two walked towards the location of the class with a smile.

Organizing the queue, the leader speaking, then awarding the class awards during the sports day, and finally the end of school, this is what the closing ceremony of the sports day is all about.

It is no surprise that the 353 class of the third junior high school won the spiritual civilization class award, which is the highest gold award, Zhou Wenhongle blossomed, this class reward is not only a method of merit, but also a cash reward for the class teacher, three hundred yuan.

At the end of the closing meeting, everyone moved the chairs upstairs, and Mr. Zhou didn't say anything, for the sake of money...... Well, for the sake of everyone being very obedient, they announced the end of school very chicly.