Chapter 11: Don't ask about the way home
"Why are you so haggard today, you can see that the panda's eyes are coming out."
Su Luoyao stuck out her tongue, smiled and didn't speak.
"Now, I've got you some hot milk, so let's take it and drink it." Wu Mo naturally took Su Luoyao's schoolbag and said.
"Wait!"
Mysteriously took out a thick booklet from his back.
"I couldn't sleep last night, so I was bored and helped you finish all your Chinese homework during the holiday."
Su Luoyao snatched the hot milk, turned around and strode forward to drink it.
"Mingming...... In the ninja world, he is a decisive and ruthless person, even if he is seriously injured, he is stubborn and will not leave a single tear, why is it that he always feels sad when he comes back......"
"I've lived 20 years longer than others! I think I'm very mature, but I still need to be taken care of by others. “
Wu Mo could imagine the obedient girl who rarely stayed up late and endured sleepiness all night for him, imitating his notes and writing homework.
"I ...... Isn't it always causing trouble for you......
"No, I think it's good that Brother Wu Mo can always insist on himself... It's not like I've been smoothed out and have to make the way others want. ”
“……”
"Let's go, otherwise A-Yao will be so sleepy that she will fall asleep standing in a while."
Came to school, everything was business as usual.
Everyone quickly entered a tense learning atmosphere.
Wu Mo rarely didn't sleep in the first Chinese class today, and sat straight and straight, which made Zhao Qi, who was a scumbag and a scumbag, cry out differently.
"Hey, what's wrong today, or did you take the wrong medicine??"
"It's like this in the future, I don't sleep."
Zhao Qi showed a hellish exaggerated expression: "Isn't it?" The sleeping dragon is about to wake up! ”
Wu Mo shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, staring intently at the blackboard.
The Chinese class is Wu Mo's current best score and the easiest to understand subject, and his usual scores are all supported by the subject of Chinese.
When it was time to hand in his homework, Wu Mo took out the language he had written and handed it in himself.
Su Luoyao exclaimed slightly in the bottom of her heart in the first row, a little incredulous.
"This is not the one given to him this morning, this is written by Brother Wu Mo himself?"
The classmates who sat upright and wanted to see the joke were rarely disappointed.
There are also some students who have not studied for 10,000 years and often use Wu Mo as a backing to be angry.
It's not that they have changed sides because of their idols, but because they are panicking for the future.
The scum of the bottom of the 10,000-year, the thorn head, and the penultimate all know that they are motivated, so their status is even more difficult to protect themselves, especially the top ten in the bottom are irritable to varying degrees.
Wu Mo sneered in his heart: "I have never been in the same camp as anyone, you can be disappointed, be angry, those who still want to see my jokes, I will not only surprise you, I will also impress you!" “
It was an exciting and touching day, and people who hadn't completed their homework in two years did their holiday homework so well today.
Chinese teacher, the excitement in my heart is beyond words!
I still remember how top-notch Wu Mo's Chinese grades were when he first entered the school, and how much he was valued for him!
"Wu Mo, come to my office after class, the teacher has something to tell you."
The Chinese teacher's name is Wei Shulin, a middle-aged man with a goatee, a thin body, and a near-retirement in his fifties.
He has been teaching for almost thirty years and has seen so many different kinds of students that he believes in his vision.
The ninth grade group, the teacher's office, is full of teachers of the same level, and it is normal for a teacher to hold two or three classes in some positions where there is a shortage of positions.
Some of them were eating breakfast and preparing for class.
Some senior teachers are chatting about their family trivia, and they have been teaching the same course for more than ten years I don't know how many times, and they are already familiar with the teaching content.
Wu Mo followed the Chinese teacher into the office, closed the door with his hand, and stood casually.
The teacher in the office glanced up, and the atmosphere became pleasant.
Everyone looked at him and laughed, and a female teacher in her thirties smiled,
"Yo, isn't this our little handsome guy Wu, who missed us if he didn't see him on a holiday? Came to report the next day? ”
"Tell me, what happened today?"
"Are you copying other people's homework again?"
"How can he copy it, he doesn't bother to write it at all."
Wu Mo didn't speak, just smiled.
The name is outside, she has long been a frequent visitor to the office, and she is an old acquaintance with all the teachers, and the teacher who has not done anything to her here and has been angry may be the new Zhang Yumeng.
Wei Shulin stopped the laughter of the other teachers, picked up the thick leaf tea that had already been brewed in the thermos cup and took a sip,
"Wu Mo has done a good job of doing his holiday homework this time, and today we are mainly talking."
The teachers showed different degrees of surprise at the same time, this guy suddenly changed sex?
Wei Shulin took another sip of strong tea and pondered slightly:
"You know that I like to study metaphysics and believe in Dao Wuwei, so I have always had a laissez-faire attitude.
I've always had high expectations of you, and I'm amazed to remember your understanding of the culture.
I've been observing today, and I've found that you've listened carefully throughout the class and completed your homework on time, so I think you've definitely found your way.
I hope you can keep going with your performance today and make a sprint in the little time ahead.
It doesn't matter what the result is, it's the process of hard work.
But on the way forward, don't ask about the way back, come on! ”
Wu Mo nodded, not telling him that what he wanted was far from being so simple.
Geniuses are always paranoid and either don't do it or do it to the best of their ability!
"Wu Mo, this is not fair, you did your language homework, what about chemistry?" The female teacher in her thirties said.
"And physics!"
"Math should be studied hard, bastard!"
"I'm not allowed to sleep in class in the future......"
“……”
The teachers in the office were indignantly denounced.
"You can play as you like in physical education class, anyway, I often have a cold and fever, get sick, and have something at home." The dark-skinned gym teacher walked over and punched him.
It seems that the three years of hatred with other teachers have all been written off overnight.
Wu Mo walked out of the office flattered, feeling indescribable in his heart.
He didn't want to evaluate the teaching profession extensively, thinking that they were all a group of lovely ordinary people.
At least that's what he's encountered, they will be angry and disappointed because of the bad life, but they will also be moved by a little change, and they will be full of fighting spirit again.
They will be anxious about their students' grades, and they will also give a little preference to classmates who study well.
In short, this is a profession that is not proportional to the payoff and is not easy to do.