The first period after returning from the holiday is generally the class teacher's class, and most of the intentions are to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger, reminding the students that the school has started, and they must pay attention to it, and they can't play like crazy like the holidays. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The head teacher of the 353 class of Yunlong Middle School is a fat woman who is less than one meter six tall and weighs more than one hundred and sixteen, wearing a pair of black-framed myopic glasses, surnamed Zhou, called Zhou Wenhong, this name is not a gentle woman when she hears it, teaching Chinese, but there is no gentleness that a Chinese teacher should have, but because of menopause, her temper is becoming more and more irritable.

Copying texts, writing review books, and punishing standing stations are all drizzle, and Zhou Wenhong punishes disobedient students by making them leapfrog under the girls' dormitory building, which mainly refers to male students. Adolescent secondary school teenagers are not afraid of losing face, especially in front of the opposite sex, after all, at the age of hormonal stupidity, maybe they will be laughed at by the goddess?

When Zhou Wenhong first took over this class, he straightened over the thorns in the two classes, and he was obedient and successfully established his prestige in the class.

The students have a vacation, the teacher actually didn't pay much attention, and finally there is a holiday that can be arranged as you like, if you like to play cards, it's really not a thing to play an all-night mahjong; If you like to travel, you can enjoy various discounts in many places with your teacher certificate; I like to play games and sleep, and the days and nights are reversed.

So explaining the final exam papers of the last semester has become a buffer belt for teachers whose hearts have not yet been recovered, and the test papers have to be taught at least two classes, right? Under the influence of the school environment, two days of buffering is really enough.

Feng Jing and Tang Xiaowan stayed in the corridor outside the classroom until they saw Zhou Paopi go out of the office door before walking towards the classroom, and they both turned around too quickly to see Han Cheng who was following Teacher Zhou.

"Hey, Fengjing, you've been in the toilet for a long time, what about going to the toilet?" Li Qiaohan happened to finish talking to Yang Lele about the trip to Hainan, and was chatting with each other, when he saw Feng Jing coming back and teasing, but the voice was a little louder, and the people on the side couldn't help but cast the light of exploration to Feng Jing.

Li Qiaohan knows Feng Jing best, Feng Jing is most afraid of being watched, whether it is good or malicious onlookers, it will make her frightened, and then Feng Jing will ask her for help, at this time she will speak out for Feng Jing to relieve the siege, one can make Feng Jing trust herself more, and the other is to brush up on the presence in front of everyone, isn't this how the so-called reputation comes? Now who doesn't know that Feng Jing is a cringing little mouse, but she Li Qiaohan is confident that Zhang Yang is a beautiful class flower? Whoever sees Feng Jing won't say a word, this Feng Jing is so lucky, Ban Hua is friends with her.

"Just now I saw Zhou Papi go out of the office door." Feng Jing ignored what Li Qiaohan said, and directly magnified his moves.

Sure enough, the students who were still very interested in watching the play just now dispersed, returned to their seats one after another, picked up their textbooks and memorized the texts in a fake manner.

And Zhou Wenhong lived up to expectations and stepped into the classroom within twenty seconds.

Standing on the podium and clapping his hands, "Everyone, be quiet." ”

When everyone closed their mouths and looked at her, they nodded with satisfaction, "There is a new classmate in our class today, I hope everyone can live together in harmony, now, please come up and introduce yourself." After that, Zhou Wenhong looked out of the door, raised his chin slightly, and motioned for him to come up and speak.

Tang Xiaowan's heart tightened when she heard Zhou Papi say that she was going to transfer to a new classmate, and hurriedly wrote a few words on the last page of the notebook, and pushed the Feng Jing next to her to signal her to look - could it be Han Cheng?!

Feng Jing smiled in his heart, although Han Cheng in the previous life was not in class 353, but it is really difficult to say in this life.

Walking into the gate of class 353, it was Han Cheng.

Wearing a casual sports suit of a white popular brand, he obediently carried a schoolbag and walked to the podium to introduce himself in a chic manner.

After a brief self-introduction, Zhou Wenhong took the stage and said a few words, which basically meant that the students should live in harmony with each other and strive to be admitted to Shuicheng No. 1 Middle School. Then Han Cheng was arranged in an empty seat in a corner, and the seat was rearranged when the make-up class was over.

"Okay, Yang Lele came up and sent me the roll." Zhou Wenhong beckoned Yang Lele, who was the representative of the Chinese class, to the podium.

The roll was sent down, and Feng Jing looked at the upper right corner of the roll, which was bright red with 88 points.

A score of 80 on a 100-point Chinese test paper is already a very good result. The people around him were asking about other people's grades everywhere, Feng Jing paid attention to it, and then compared it with himself, and came to the conclusion that he should have done very well in the Chinese test this time, at least he was in the top three in the class.

How good did I ever get in Chinese? Feng Jing suddenly couldn't help but start to doubt himself, after all, he was young and ignorant and indulged in "becoming bad", and he dreamed that he could get high scores without studying seriously, but the reality came to a heartfelt blow, and he directly hit his self-confidence into scum, while his "good friend" Li Qiaohan became better and better, and he was ashamed of himself, forgetting that he also had a small brilliant past.

"Now the Education Bureau does not allow the ranking of compulsory education stages for the sake of so-called quality education, so as not to hit your self-confidence," Zhou Wenhong said with a disdainful face, "But in order for you to have a position for your own results, I will read the corresponding grades of each stage, and you can compare them yourself." ”

"2 people with a score of 85 or more, 3 people with a score of 80 to 84, and 18 people with a score of 70 to 75 ......"

"Wow! Fengjing, you may be the first in the class! Tang Xiaowan exclaimed quietly, she was transferred to class 353 in the second semester of the second semester of junior high school because of a bad relationship with her classmates, and she was not sure of Fengjing's grades, so she exclaimed, after all, she worked so hard to memorize ancient texts and annotations, and she loved to read extracurricular books, but she only scored 73 points.

"I don't know, but I also have brilliant grades in liberal arts, and I guess I can't run in the bottom of science." Feng Jing said with a nonchalant expression, she remembered that she had accidentally overheard the teacher's conversation before, talking about the situation of some classmates in the class, and she was also mentioned.

"If Feng Jing's science grades were like liberal arts grades, No. 1 Middle School would not have run."

"Well, it's a pity, science is not like liberal arts, science is very logical, and the knowledge points are implicated, as long as it falls behind, it will be difficult to catch up, unlike liberal arts, rote memorization can also get a good score, Fengjing is on the top of the middle school, hanging!"

"I really don't know what these little girls think, what's wrong with studying hard, the grades were not bad, but they were a seed from the top school, but the result was ......"

"It's all those messy love magazines, what you don't need to learn is the first grade or something, what kind of discrimination do they have when they're young now? It's not like you believe what you say in the magazine......"

"That's it, if you want me to say, if you see someone reading a magazine in class, you have to tear it up on the spot, which is really harmful!"

……

Feng Jing remembered that she was still very angry when she heard the teacher's conversation, and she made up her mind to study hard and take the exam for Shuicheng No. 1 Middle School to show them. But the results are not called slogans, you can improve if you make up your mind, but there is no result after hard work, and even sometimes the answers you calculate are not as correct as Meng's, and you slowly give up.

Anyway, the teachers said that I didn't have a chance to go to middle school, and the teachers said that the logic of science was strong, and I couldn't learn if I fell in the next paragraph, and I fell so much, I definitely can't, rather than working so hard, it's better to live a chic life, maybe I will be lucky on the day of the exam, and I will be able to take the test, or I won't be all right!

Daydreaming, middle school days just got by.