When Cheng Xinyun passed by Bai Chun's seat, I don't know what the reason was, Bai Chun, who was doing the exercises seriously on the surface, suddenly spoke.

Bai Chun raised his head and said, "Teacher Cheng, please wait a minute, I have a question for you." ”

Cheng Xinyun immediately stopped. She turned around and saw the math exercises on Bai Chun's desk at a glance.

Cheng Xinyun looked at Bai Chun and asked him curiously, "What's wrong, Bai Chun?" Do you want to ask me math questions? ”

Bai Chun replied honestly: "Teacher Cheng, I didn't mean to ask you math questions. ”

Cheng Xinyun's expression became even more puzzled, and she asked again: "So, what question do you want to ask me?" ”

Bai Chun said: "Teacher Cheng, I want to ask you, do you know where Teacher Cheng, who taught the ideological and political class in the first year of high school last semester, went?" ”

At this time, Cheng Xinyun looked completely puzzled, like a person who was asking other people's questions, rather than someone who was answering other people's questions. She asked Bai Chun curiously: "Which Teacher Cheng, what is the name of Teacher Cheng you are asking?" ”

Bai Chun replied respectfully: "Teacher Cheng, the Teacher Cheng I asked is named Cheng Ruya. ”

"Cheng Ruya? The teacher of the ideological and political class ...... "Cheng Xinyun pondered quietly, as if he was seriously thinking about this problem.

This question is also a question that many students in the class, especially those boys who have listened to the ideological and political courses taught by Cheng Ruya, want to know.

At this time, the vicinity of Bai Chun's seat became extremely quiet. It seems that the students around are quietly waiting, Cheng Xinyun's answer.

After a while. Cheng Xinyun's expression was regretful, she smiled awkwardly, and said to Bai Chun, "I'm sorry, Bai Chun." I've only been here for less than a week, and I don't really know many teachers, even fewer in the first year of high school. I don't have an impression of Teacher Cheng Ruya you just mentioned, I should have never met her. ”

Bai Chun said regretfully: "Oh, that's it......" At this time, Bai Chun's expression was more disappointed and depressed.

Of course, like Bai Chun, there are many students who don't look very natural. Many of these students are students who have been taught by Cheng Ruya before. Now that they have arrived at this liberal arts class, when they come into contact with ideology and politics in the period just after the beginning of the school year, they will inevitably think of the previous ideological and political teachers.

After Cheng Xinyun saw this situation, she was also a little uncomfortable. She thought for a moment, and then said to Bai Chun: "Why don't I ask your current ideological and political teacher, Teacher Zhong?" ”

Bai Chun replied, "Okay." Thank you, teacher. ”

Cheng Xinyun replied with a sincere smile: "No thanks." ”

Then, Cheng Xinyun, who was wearing black boots, left the classroom with brisk steps. Bai Chun's gaze quietly watched.

However, soon, Cheng Xinyun returned to the classroom of class thirteen. followed her into the classroom, as well as Zhong Chenhua, the head teacher of Class 13, who is their current ideological and political teacher.

Why did Cheng Xinyun come back with Zhong Chenhua so soon? Because, although Zhong Chenhua left the classroom just now, he didn't go far. He was in the hallway outside the classroom of Class 13.

Could it be that Zhong Chenhua was monitoring the thirteenth class outside just now? Not. Because, he was just chatting with the head teacher of the next class. The head teacher of the next class, in his thirties, is a male teacher.

Zhong Chenhua stepped onto the podium. This time, he didn't go to the middle of the podium, he just stood in the corner of the edge of the podium.

At this time, the students of Class 13 had fallen silent, and basically everyone had returned to their seats. Right now, if you haven't reached your seat yet, you probably are still using the toilet outside, and you may be on your way to the toilet or back to the classroom.

Zhong Chenhua faced the students in his class, and said in a clear but not particularly loud voice: "Just now, Teacher Cheng, I mentioned Teacher Cheng Ruya, who taught ideological and political classes in the first year of high school last semester. Some people in our class may wonder where she has gone now, and why can't I see her anymore? I'll cut a long story short here. Teacher Cheng Ruya has left Chenbo No. 6 Middle School. ”

Hearing the news, the students had different feelings and expressions. But basically no one is happy. No one, at this time, can still laugh happily.

Regarding Cheng Ruya's departure from the sixth middle school, although many students have roughly guessed or heard some rumors. However, now that Zhong Chenhua personally explained and confirmed this matter to everyone, it still makes some students who are psychologically fragile even more sad.

"Mr. Zhong, is this true?" A girl named Qin Liang asked.

"Yes, Teacher Cheng Ruya is indeed gone, and ......" Zhong Chenhua continued unhurriedly with a calm face, "In the future, she may never come back." It is even possible that she will never come to Chenbo County again. ”

"Why?" Bai Chun asked.

Zhong Chenhua said: "Teacher Cheng Ruya, she ...... It is a university in a teacher's college in the central part of the country...... No, she is a master's student, and she came to us for a period of time. Moreover, she is not a local, and we can't keep her in this small place. At the end of the last semester, I was already back. ”

“…… Students, it's class time......" At this moment, after a burst of melodious music, the electronic voice sounded. It was clear that the class bell rang.

After the ringtone ends.

Zhong Chenhua said to the students of Class 13: "Okay, it's time for class now. The second evening self-study class. Let's study on our own first. ”

After speaking, Zhong Chenhua raised his feet and walked off the podium.

Zhong Chenhua walked to the door and whispered to Cheng Xinyun, who was standing outside the classroom door at this time, "Teacher Cheng, the second evening self-study class has begun." This class seems to be your evening self-study class. You can now come in and supervise their self-study. ”

Cheng Xinyun replied to Zhong Chenhua: "Really? I seem to remember that this class was a math teacher's class. ”

Zhong Chenhua: "Really? You wait for me to take a look......" Then, Zhong Chenhua opened the workbook he was holding.

Zhong Chenhua took out a folded piece of paper from the manual. This piece of paper is a timetable for the thirteen classes of the first year of high school, which was printed out today, and the content includes the evening self-study class every week. He glanced at the timetable and found that this class was indeed not a Chinese evening self-study class, but mathematics.

Zhong Chenhua said to Cheng Xinyun: "I'm sorry, I remembered wrong. Your evening self-study class was the third period, and I remembered it as the second period. ”

Cheng Xinyun replied to Zhong Chenhua: "It's okay." ”

Then, Zhong Chenhua said to Cheng Xinyun: "Teacher Cheng, you can go now." ”

Cheng Xinyun asked, "Teacher Zhong, won't you go back to the office with me?" ”

Zhong Chenhua replied: "No." I suddenly remembered that the math teacher told me the day before yesterday that he had something to do tonight and couldn't come, so I asked him to help him tutor after work and supervise the students' self-study at night. ”

Cheng Xinyun blinked and asked Zhong Chenhua: "Teacher Zhong, are you busy now?" ”

"No," Zhong Chenhua replied, "I can't say he's busy. It's just that every time it comes to the beginning of school, things get a little bit more. Take your time, you can still handle it all. ”

Cheng Xinyun made a suggestion to Zhong Chenhua: "Teacher Zhong, why don't I help you take this evening self-study class?" Because it just so happened that I didn't have a class now, and the third evening self-study class of Class 13 was mine. ”

Hearing her words, Zhong Chenhua's face immediately showed joy. But he didn't exaggerate too much, and he didn't pretend to be reserved. He replied to her: "If that's the case, then I'll ...... It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate. Mr. Cheng, thank you very much. ”

Cheng Xinyun smiled kindly and said, "No thanks." I'm idle right now anyway. It was also a good time for me to get to know the students in my class. ”

Zhong Chenhua: "Okay then. Then ......" he continued, "Mr. Cheng, I'll go first." If there is anything in the class, you can come to the office to find me. ”

Cheng Xinyun replied with a smile: "Okay." Mr. Zhong, go get busy. ”

(End of chapter)