"Ding—"

When the class bell rang, the sound of discussion in the classroom was still continuing, and there was no tendency to stop.

"Who's criticizing me?"

The sound of laughter, neither light nor heavy, sounded at the front door of the classroom, interrupting the discussion in the classroom and focusing everyone's eyes.

Ling Chuyang looked up and saw that a slender female teacher calmly walked to the podium, with a smile on her face, but she looked a little breezy and bland, like the scenery through the window glass, very real but a little distant.

About thirty-six or seventeen years old, a pair of big eyes that love to smile, waist-length black hair is tied into a bunch of braids hanging down the back of the head, revealing a smooth forehead, wearing a sky blue mid-length windbreaker, under the background of the blackboard and white wall, the whole person looks particularly refreshing and comfortable.

"Head of grade, Zhao Yun." "The math teacher of class 5 is the homeroom teacher of class 16." There was some low chatter in the boys' section.

He knew the man on the podium, Zhao Yun, the youngest grade leader in the school, the math teacher of the second (5th) class of high school, who was brought from the first year of high school to the second year of high school.

"I am Zhao Yun, Zhao of Zhang Wang Li Zhao, I only ask about the cultivation and don't ask for the harvest. This semester I am still the math teacher of Class 5. Zhao Yun stood in front of the podium, briefly introduced himself, and re-asked the old question, "Just now, who was criticizing me?" ”

There was silence in the classroom.

"I ——。" Someone answered.

Ling Chuyang followed the prestige and found that Geng Xinyu stood up and pressed Ling Mengchu, who wanted to stand up in front of him.

"It's me, Mr. Zhao." Geng Xinyu's loud voice sounded in the classroom, without the smile he had before, there seemed to be a little more coldness in it, Ling Chuyang couldn't help but glance in that direction.

"Geng Xinyu? Oh, and tell me what I need to improve. ”

Zhao Yun's laughter on the podium made Ling Chuyang cough lightly, class 5, it can be like this. It's class time now, so don't you have to go to class? One question and one answer, are you ready to chat? I have already taught 5 classes of Chinese classes, but I didn't expect that this math teacher, the youngest school leader, would actually teach like this.

"There are three mistakes, one is that as the head of the second year of high school, you should have the obligation to inform the students in advance of the major events that affect the students' learning and physical and mental development, but you, our beloved teacher, have not taken any action to notify the students. You should have had three chances to get vaccinated in advance, before the test, before the holidays, and when you sent your score report, and you didn't have a single one. This is the first mistake: dereliction of duty.

The second mistake, Mr. Zhao, as the head of the grade group and our mathematics teacher, this mathematics test paper is difficult, you are not the person who wrote the question, there is no direct responsibility, but at least you should be indirectly responsible, don't you have the right to speak in the ranking of the grade group? Or is your usual rigor and respect for facts just a "slogan"? Have you considered the physical and mental impact of your classmates who are affected by your lack of rigor? This is the second mistake: dereliction of duty.

The third mistake is that as our beloved math teacher, you are our trusted teacher, and we have really felt the joy of being trusted, but your behavior is not trusting our class 5, or your own teaching results, or your ability to recognize people? This is the third mistake: dishonesty. ”

Someone in the boys' section at the back was whispering.

This Geng Xinyu is amazing, eloquent. These two or three remarks, sharp language, and aggressive momentum frightened him. Tang Ji gasped and touched Ling Chuyang, for the first time in his life, he saw such a situation for the first time, and openly questioned the teacher in class, besides, it was the school leader and the grade leader who questioned.

No response? Tilting his head, Ling Chuyang was obviously shocked, staring intently at the podium, watching the teacher's reaction.

And Zhao Yun on the podium still had a smile on his face, and said to Geng Xinyu with a smile, "The logic is very clear, and the analysis is in place." Three mistakes, each of which is justified, it seems that Mr. Ding's Chinese class is not groundless. ”

Then, he turned to the students under the podium, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the right way to respond to the problem. ”

There was some whispering in the classroom. "I'll go. I actually praised it. Xu Renming in the front row muttered.

"What's going on?" Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang with some uncertainty, "Is it really praise, or is it a fake sunny day before the storm?" ”

"I'm afraid, the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings." Ling Chuyang replied with some uncertainty.

"Huh? When will you quote ancient poems? Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang, it seemed that the Chinese teacher still had magic powers, "The Chinese class has ended, and now it's a math class." ”

Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji, didn't make a sound, and looked at Geng Xinyu, who was still standing in the left row of the classroom.

He knew Geng Xinyu, to be exact, he knew him when he first entered high school, not so much to know, but because he always appeared with someone, and it was more appropriate to pay attention, naturally, he didn't know Geng Xinyu, he just felt that it was a warm and hearty girl who loved to laugh, and it was different from someone with a shallow smile, but her grades were very good, so it was reasonable to appear with someone.

At this moment, the "three wrongs" shocked him, and he couldn't help but admire a little, and even worried a little for her, after all, this is the person in the classroom and on the podium, but Zhao Yun, the right-hand man of Cao School, one of the fifteen members of the school leadership! And, she, just a student, where did she get such courage and guts to make her forget her identity and openly question the head of the grade group in class. Besides, it's not for herself, but for others, for the person who was "60 points undercounted". What about the man?

He couldn't help but straighten his back, over the heads of his classmates, through the small chatter, he couldn't see what the man was doing at the moment, everyone in the classroom was sitting upright.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that this seat, perhaps, was not the best position.

"Geng Xinyu, what kind of reply do you want the teacher to give you?" Zhao Yun on the podium, I don't know when, has stepped off the podium and stood in front of Ling Mengchu's table, only one table away from Geng Xinyu, and still has that kind and a somewhat distant smile on his face, "Explain, the crime has been written?" Or something else? ”

"Teacher, you should explain, but not to me, but to her-" Geng Xinyu pointed to He Shiling in front, "Don't you feel that you owe her a decent explanation?" ”

There was an uproar in the classroom, and the voices of gossip came from the front and middle of the classroom, "Yes, I owe an explanation. "Teacher, you should give us an explanation." "Teacher Zhao, you weren't like this before." "You should give us an explanation."

Yes, she owes us an explanation. The school owes us an explanation. The head teacher owes us an explanation about this class assignment and about the 60 points that were ignored.

Geng Xinyu said what everyone wanted to say, but they didn't dare to say it, and they didn't know who to talk to. Ling Chuyang sighed secretly, but he couldn't help but worry about Geng Xinyu again, when did he start to suffer from gains and losses again.

It seems that her relationship with that person is not ordinarily good. What about the man? Silent, a little bit like her style, looking at her righteous friends, questioning the grade leader with the power of "grasshopper shaking the tree". He also began to be surprised to find that those chatters were made by the students of the original Class 5, and they were all just like him, dumbfounded.

"You sit down first. It seems that everyone is still worried about this class assignment," Zhao Yun wiped his forehead with his left hand, lowered his head and smiled, and then motioned for Geng Xinyu to sit down, looked around the classroom, and stopped at the back door of the classroom, "Teacher Li, the head teacher of Class 5, the ideological mobilization work of self-study last night should be absent from the class." ”

In an instant, the conversation changed, "Geng Xinyu is right, it is indeed my problem, and I don't think ...... it." ”

"No, that's my problem. It has nothing to do with Teacher Zhao, and it has nothing to do with the head teacher. Let the classmates misunderstand. ”

Zhao Yun's words were interrupted by a clear voice, whose voice is this, clear, not in a hurry, but extraordinarily weighty, loud, not to be ignored and underestimated.