Before I knew it, the bell was ringing for the end of class.

Fang Mu announced the end of class, and then hugged the textbook and prepared to leave.

"Teacher, you are so good in class, I still want to continue to listen to your class." A girl said reluctantly when she saw Fang Mu holding the textbook and preparing to leave.

"yes, I've never felt like class was so enjoyable." Another girl chimed in. She felt that listening to Fang Mu's lectures was the most enjoyable thing in her life.

"Teacher, can you give us another lesson in the next class?" A girl said pleadingly.

Coming up for the next class?

Fang Mu glanced at this girl strangely, if she went up again, she would die.

"You all give me a good study of this text, and in the next Chinese class, I will let you go to the podium to teach me." Fang Mu glanced back at these girls and said.

"What?" These students were immediately dumbfounded when they heard Fang Mu's words.

Students give lessons to teachers, which is simply the most bizarre thing since the beginning of Pangu.

How can a student give a lesson to a teacher?

If a student really teaches a teacher, then what else does the teacher do?

Even, if a student teaches a teacher, will the salary be deducted from Teacher Fang's salary?

"What's not to do?" Fang Mu glared at the students and said.

"It's only natural for students to give lessons to teachers. You have all prepared me well, and if I do well in the next Chinese class, I will also give you a reward. After speaking, Fang Mu took a stride and strode away.

"Teacher Fang." As soon as Fang Mu stepped out of the classroom, Zhou Sha greeted him.

"Hello Mr. Zhou." Fang Mu called out politely.

"Teacher Fang, I agree with your use of the method of giving rewards to students to motivate students to speak enthusiastically, but is it really good for students to give lessons to teachers?" Zhou Sha asked cautiously.

She was already aware of this Fang Mu's temper, and knew that it was useless for her to talk to him loudly.

"Nothing is indispensable." Fang Mu said calmly, "Only by letting these students find the joy of learning will they really love learning and can really learn textbooks well." ”

Zhou Sha nodded, she had to admit that what Fang Mu said did make some sense.

"Well, in that case, I don't care about it. But there's one more thing I'd like to tell you. Zhou Sha looked at Fang Mu and said.

"What's the matter?" Fang Mu asked, as long as he didn't let him circle Zhou Sha on the spot, then he could discuss.

"This Thursday, our Year 1 is preparing for a monthly exam. I hope you will be prepared for this. ”

"What?" Fang Mu was taken aback, and his originally handsome cheeks suddenly turned pale with fright.

He had just taught the Chinese course of Class 11, and he didn't have time to prepare for anything, so why did he have to take the exam?

Also, what should this group of students do if they fail the exam?

Will he become a laughing stock in the hands of the teachers in the whole school?

"The matter has been decided, and it was decided by Director Zhao himself, saying that he wanted to check the students' learning in this month." Zhou Sha said calmly.

Although Fang Mu didn't know who this Director Zhao was at this time, he had already hated him so much.

Isn't this damn Director Zhao clearly trying to make a fool of him, the newly appointed Chinese teacher?

Seeing Zhou Shamai moving her slender and round thighs, her ass twisting and twisting away, Fang Mu was in no mood for appreciation at all at this time.

His mood was very annoying, very annoying.

"Whatever, it's not a final exam anyway, and a monthly exam doesn't mean anything." After figuring out these formulas, Fang Mu was no longer irritable.

When he looked forward again, Zhou Sha's beautiful figure had disappeared.

Fang Mu suddenly felt a pang of regret in his heart, and he must see more of Zhou Sha walking with his ass twisted in the future.

It's so tempting!

When Fang Mu came to the office with his textbook, some teachers were discussing all kinds of gossip news.

"I heard that the principal's daughter led several outstanding students in their class this time and won the first prize in the essay contest in the county." The Chinese teacher of the first and second classes of junior high school sat on his office chair and said.

"Shangguan Fenghuang is a graduate of the Literature Department of Yenching University, can the students brought out by her have poor grades?" The Chinese teacher of Class 15 responded.

"Shangguan Phoenix, I remember that when I took the college entrance examination, she was the top liberal arts student in our city, and Yenching University and Shuimu University competed for her." The Chinese teacher of the sixth class of junior high school broke out some information of the year.

"I heard that Shangguan Phoenix is going to come back with a few students from their class this afternoon." The Chinese teacher of the fourth class of junior high school said.

"So, in this grade monthly exam, the first place in the total score of Chinese is going to fall on the head of their class again?" The Chinese teacher of the third class of junior high school said very unwillingly.

In the first and third classes of junior high school he led, his Chinese scores were ranked behind the first class every time, and he became the second in the whole grade.

He would like to take this opportunity to become the first in his grade in Chinese.

"Teacher Fang, how is your class preparing this time?" The Chinese teacher of the tenth class of junior high school saw that Fang Mu had already entered the office, and immediately laughed playfully.

The 10th class of junior high school he led was the second from the bottom every time in the Chinese score ranking of the whole grade, and if it weren't for the 11th class to give them the bottom, then they would have become the bottom 1.

So for the eleventh class of the first year of junior high school, he is sincerely grateful.

"Teacher Zhang." Fang Mu looked at this Daniel Zhang with an unkind face.

This guy actually has nothing to do with him, is he so good at brushing?

"We don't want to get any good results this time, but it's still easy to surpass your top 10 class." Fang Mu retorted.

"Oh? Is Mr. Fang so confident? Daniel Zhang smiled disappretently.

The teachers of Phoenix Middle School all knew the situation of the eleventh class of the first grade of junior high school, and he naturally would not take one eleventh class seriously.

This time, they have to put their eleventh class at the bottom.

"Teacher Fang." At this time, Jiang Xinjun, the Chinese teacher of the third class of the first and third classes of junior high school, looked at Fang Mu and said with a smile, "It's a good thing to have self-confidence, people always have to be a little confident, but you also have to face reality." ”

"What reality?" Fang Mu said coldly.

For this teacher Jiang Xinjun in the third class, Fang Mu didn't have a good impression at all.

"The reality is, no matter how hard you work in class 11, the first place in the whole grade will still fall into your hands." Jiang Xinjun looked at Fang Mu and said unceremoniously.

This Jiang Xinjun likes Zhou Sha very much, and has expressed his love for her to Zhou Sha many times, but Zhou Sha has rejected her for various reasons.

This morning, he saw that Zhou Sha's little hand was actually held by Fang Mu, and he immediately felt hatred for Fang Mu.

Although Fang Mu was a kinder person, a few months of urban experience had already made him see the jealousy in Jiang Xinjun's eyes at a glance.

Jealous that I touched Zhou Sha's little hand?

You can touch it!

Lao Tzu not only has to touch Zhou Sha's little hand, but also touches Zhou Sha's buttocks, that is, he is jealous of you, what can you do with me?

Fang Mu looked at Jiang Xinjun defiantly.

"Teacher Jiang, although the grades of the students in our eleventh class are a little worse, it is still easy to surpass your three classes." Fang Mu looked at Jiang Xinjun and said with a sneer.

"Haha......" As Fang Mu finished speaking, the Chinese teachers in the entire office laughed.

In the current situation of your 11th class, do you still want to surpass the third class that ranks second in the grade Chinese?

Stop dreaming.

"Hehe......" Jiang Xinjun looked at Fang Mu with a sneer, and then smiled, "Then let's take a good look at how your eleventh class surpasses our third class this time." ”

The words were filled with a strong taste of ridicule.

"We'll see!" Fang Mu looked at Jiang Xinjun defiantly.