Knowing the crazy cry in the branches, the scorching sun is still scorching the scorching earth, the annual graduation season has come again in an instant, from elementary school to the third year of high school, twelve years of time, in a flick of a finger.

Tianyou No. 1 Middle School, Senior 3 (16) Class,

Due to the physical education class in the previous class, the students who had not recovered from the crazy running of the physical education class were talking in the classroom in twos and threes, until, the bell that represented the class rang, Xu Ruoxuan, as the class leader, glanced at the empty space in the classroom, and hurriedly asked the boy sitting in the back row,

"Hey! Feed! Feed! Lao Jiang is coming soon, why haven't they come back yet?! ”

"I don't know, I think I'm still playing on the football field," Zhou Huangzi, who was asked, pointed in the direction of the playground,

"After serving them, I don't know that after physical education class, it will be Lao Jiang's class, really," the squad leader rolled his eyes angrily after hearing the answer,

"Forget it, old rule, give them a call." Zhou Huangzi, the head of the class, ignored the complaint completely, skillfully took out his mobile phone from the drawer, and dialed the number in the address book, but he didn't expect the bell to ring in his left rear.

"Huh! Ziyue, Lin Jie's mobile phone is here with you again,"

"He said to go play football, and the phone was left here, what's wrong?" Zhuo Ziyue rolled her eyes at Zhou Huangzi's somewhat playful tone, and slapped the desk with her white and tender palm, although she didn't say it explicitly, but the expression of the old lady was like this, what do you want to do, so that Zhou Huangzi, who still wanted to tease, instantly lost his voice,

Glancing at the mobile phone address book, Zhou Huangzi could only silently pray for those children's shoes in his heart.

Three minutes after the bell rang, a faint smell of smoke came into the class with a breeze, which shocked the children's shoes in the class, and they turned over the review materials in their hands one by one.

With the sound of reading aloud, the children's shoes appeared at the door.

With a flat head and a somewhat long face, especially the nostrils, he was privately rated as the "first Chaotian hole" in Tianyou No. 1 Middle School by Lin Jie and others, although it is a joke, it also illustrates this remarkable feature of Lao Jiang.

Maybe he just chatted with other teachers in the office about happy things, and after walking into the classroom, Lao Jiang kept a smile on his face,

"Class,"

As soon as Lao Jiang said this, the children's shoes bounced up from the chair one by one as if they had springs installed on their buttocks.

"Hello teacher!"

Lao Jiang, who had put on reading glasses, looked at the fifty-eight students standing in front of him, eh, no,

"Zhuo Ziyue, what's going on with the few empty spaces behind you?"

"Teacher, they should still be playing football and haven't come back."

Glancing back at the empty position behind him, Zhuo Ziyue had a gloating smile on his face, and directly paid tribute to the whereabouts of Lin Jie and others.

Led by Lin Jie, a total of eleven boys wearing white short-sleeved shoes appeared in everyone's sight.

With a calm face, he took off his reading glasses, and his eyes swept over the eleven boys.

"Come in." waved his hand at the eleven, and the forgiven eleven secretly rejoiced, and quickly returned to their positions from the various passages one by one, at that speed, it was completely impossible to see that they had just experienced a fierce football game.

"I've told you a few times, don't forget that it's Lao Jiang after physical education class."

When Lin Jie sat down, Zhuo Ziyue secretly turned his head to Lin Jie and said,

"It's not like you forgot about it as soon as you kicked it, but the next class was kicked 3-0 by us, how about it, hehe."

"Silly music, it's just that Lao Jiang is in a good mood today, otherwise you would still want to come in so easily." Glancing at Lin Jie, who had a smug smile on his face, Zhuo Ziyue's mouth was filled with a happy smile and sat upright.

"I think I've emphasized I don't know how many times, we only have the last 40 days left before the college entrance examination, but you see, you are still so lazy, let me tell you, in the last 40 days, if you want to improve more than 100 points and 200 points, it is impossible, you say, if you can only take a test of more than 400 points now, can you say that I am working hard for more than 40 days now, and I will score more than 500 points in the college entrance examination?"

"Can't!"

"I'm not hitting you, I've been teaching for so many years, we liberal arts, no one has ever been able to improve more than 100 points in more than 40 days, of course, if you are lucky in the college entrance examination, let you sit in front of you with good grades, can read, ah, right," grinned out this sentence, the smile on Lao Jiang's face was in the eyes of Lin Jie and the others,

"Lao Jiang's teeth are so yellow, he has to be happy when he smiles, this big tooth," Xiang Peng secretly pointed to Lao Jiang's big tooth, and slapped his thigh with a smile.

"Others are decades old smokers, what are you laughing at, what's so funny, really, poof!!" Lin Jie, who was originally a serious corrector of Xiang Peng, said that when he finally saw Lao Jiang's smile, he couldn't help it,

"But, this kind of chance is very slim, eh, what about you now, you just can't relax yourself, because of this grade, if you don't learn it for a few days, don't touch it, it will start to decline, this is what I often tell you, now, I don't expect each of you to say that I want to be admitted to Beijing University, Tsinghua University, but at the very least, you can't relax yourself, don't relax yourself, your grades won't drop, it's the best, of course, if you can say that I want to improve by a few points, that's still okay, I'm happy that you got high grades, right? He clapped his palms with a smile, and Lao Jiang's bright smile once again caused the whole class to laugh.

"Teacher Jiang, if we pass the test, how much will your bonus be?" Well, this is Lin Jie, who is coaxing him,

"Yes, yes, let's talk about it, if there are many bonuses, let's copy a few more to Beijing Tsinghua University, so that you can get the last prize money!" by follow Lin Jie's coaxed friends,

"Well, copy a few more, I'm afraid that what I'm waiting for will be a notice of a three-year ban on exams." The cold words made the class laugh again.

In this laughter, Lao Jiang opened the textbook,

"Okay, let's leave the gossip until after class, and then we will turn the second round of review materials to topic 8, "Modern Western Democratic Politics, the Development of the Humanistic Spirit, and the International Socialist Movement."

PS: Senior year! Three! Three! This is the real senior year of high school! Real High School !! Where did you get so much intrigue in high school!!!! Especially in the third year of high school, there are examples of laughter and enmity in the Persian cat class!!!

Well, the above is the Persian cat excited, I really saw too many novels written in the third year of high school, either the class leader provoked the protagonist or the study committee provoked the protagonist, or because the poor study classmates laughed at the protagonist, or how the class teacher looked at the protagonist unpleasant,

The Persian cat wondered how bad the character of the protagonist of this kind of novel should be!!! are in their third year of high school, and there are still so many people who fall into the ground!! The most outrageous thing is that he is jealous because of the class flower or the school flower, Nima is in his third year of high school!! If you want to be jealous, why did the squad leader study committee member in the first and second years of high school in front of you, the rich second generation official, and the second generation? Could it be that he is playing with eggs?

Obviously, the hardest, most tiring, and happiest year in the whole high school memory in the third year of high school, when did it become so hard? The third year of high school is so hard, how did you survive your freshman and sophomore year of high school?

Okay, I'm done complaining, let's get down to business, cough cough,

Friends who read books, hurry up and join the Persian cat nest to play happily!

Group number: 428316953 128316953!

ps2: Don't complain about how the Persian cat suddenly wrote that the protagonist grew up, the Persian cat has always been good at flashbacks and interludes for such things as excesses→_→

ps3: Thanks to the head teacher of the Persian cat, the head of the Persian cat class and the friendly cameo of the classmates, although they don't know about it