exploded, and the bigwigs gathered in City A No. 1 Middle School 3
Fu Zhi walked out of the classroom with his mobile phone and dialed out a WeChat call in the group.
The group voice call was connected quickly, and she reached for the headphone cord on her face, and the disturbing sound almost punctured her eardrum.
The voice over there was a mess, "Stolen number?" β
"She even remembers that we had a small group?"
"Why don't you speak? It's really a stolen number, right? β
"She's not a hacker?"
"It's not impossible for a horse to stumble"
"Teacher? Are you there? Are you squeaking? β
"Don't make a noise, say it alone." Fu Zhi walked to the bathroom, put the phone on the black stone table, turned on the faucet and washed his hands.
The headphone cord hung lazily and half-hung in the air, and her voice seemed a little hazy and blurry.
The group fell silent for a moment.
Then in the next second, it was almost after a long wait before Bai Ji's somewhat excited voice came out: "Teacher, you finally remembered your WeChat password?" β
When he said this, he was still a little aggrieved, accusing, "The matter of the QQ group, I will handle it for you and you will not look for me again, do you know how long you haven't taught us a lesson?" It's been three years and three months! β
Fu Zhi turned off the faucet, flipped through the mobile phone page with one hand, and laughed, "It's been more than three years?" β
Bai Ji said "um" with a bit of accusation, "What kind of secret experiments are you busy in City A, you can also give you a hand if you say it!" β
"There are no experiments," Fu Zhi said, "just go to school and prepare to work hard for the college entrance examination." β
Bai Ji: "......"
Hehe.
It's a funny joke.
For a moment in the white season, there was a sense of a full-level boss going to the novice village to slaughter dogs and wasting time.
"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, don't say it." Bai Ji looked at his face: "However, teacher, is there something wrong with you making this call?" β
"Ah, this," Fu Zhi went out of the bathroom, and when he returned to the corridor, he said unhurriedly: "You can let He Ming and Chen Xin come to City A in a while, the final exam is about to be, and no one in the class will take the children." β
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When Fu Zhi returned to the class, Song Fang, who had super recovery ability, was taking the classmates in the class to sort out the notes of various subjects.
It is better to seek others than to seek yourself, Song Fang's life motto is very simple.
ββThere must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge.
The last self-study class in the afternoon passed quickly.
The school bell rings in the evening.
After Zhou Zihuai finished talking about physics, he got down from the podium and walked to Fu Zhi with a workbook that was not new, "I made a rough estimate, the worst subject in our class is mathematics, Wang Yusong put their grades to drag the average score, my math scores on weekdays are around 138, and in the final exam, I have never taken 130." β
Fu Zhi was flipping through the books in his seat.
There are a lot of messy knick-knacks in her desk and school bag, which are of little value, and they are basically broken copper and iron.
Hearing this, he threw the small badge he had just drawn to the side, raised his head, and his voice was a little clear, "Is the math problem for the final exam difficult?" β
Of course, this is not difficult for Fu Zhi, but this kind of body type is not friendly to Zhou Zihuai, "Do you know Hu Lei? When he came back from Cambridge University abroad, when he came out with math problems a few years ago, it was the two years with the highest probability of jumping off a building for domestic college entrance examination students. β
After a pause, "Although he doesn't ask questions now in order to avoid jumping off the building, well-known math problem teams around the world like to follow his tricky style." β
Fu Zhi searched in his mind for this questioner named Hu Lei.
I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't think of anything, and I didn't have any impression at all.
This person should not be the student she has brought with her, Fu Zhi waved his hand casually, "It's not important, everything is based on the direction of the college entrance examination question type." β
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At the same time, the other side.
Director Liu took a flashlight to successfully arrest two puppy students in the grove behind the school, and after writing down their names in the small notebook, he snorted coldly, "Let your parents come to the school tomorrow!" I don't know if I dare to kiss in the grove after the final exam? It's just that the world is declining, and morality is declining! β
A couple who were caught shivering.
Director Liu took out his motorcycle keys from his office.
After greeting the doorman, he got on his beloved scooter.
A small pink motorcycle drifts and flashes to the school gate.
A black nanny car also stopped.
Down on top is a man wearing a black long jacket, with a golden glasses frame on the bridge of the man's nose, a bookish atmosphere, warm as jade.
The small motorcycle "chirped" twice.
Director Liu turned out the leather gloves in his bag, and when he put the gloves on, he glanced at them casually, and then paused.
Because Class 21 was late after school, Ma Mingquan had to accompany him.
At this moment, Ma Mingquan's little bicycle happened to be blocked by the small electric donkey.
"Director Liu, what's wrong? Are you leaving? He saw that Director Liu seemed to be petrified in the wind.
Director Liu smashed his mouth, then turned back mechanically, saw Ma Mingquan, thought for a moment, quickly beckoned, and lowered his voice, "That, do you think he looks like Chen Xin?" β
Chen Xin, as the teacher of the college entrance examination in the first two years, is nothing more than a synonym for 'perverted', 'unusual', and 'tricky' in the mouth of students.
Some students scolded him for being bitter and mean, but few students really paid attention to Chen Xin's private life, including what he looked like.
But the teachers of No. 1 Middle School are different, a city, although the development is not as good as the capital, but a little famous, the Education Bureau has organized before, so that the director of No. 1 Middle School and excellent teachers went to the capital to listen to Chen Xin's class.
Just two years ago, but there is a saying that Ma Mingquan, as a teacher in the physics group, did not pay attention to the teachers who produced the Chinese test papers.
But Xiao Liu is different, as the director of the school, he has to listen to all directions and see the six ways.
Chen Xin's face doesn't have much of a special feature, the main thing is the unique scholarly atmosphere of the literati on his body.
It's unforgettable.
Ma Mingquan naturally didn't remember a Chinese teacher, he looked at it carefully for a moment, "I don't know if it's like it, but if it doesn't look like me and Fu Zhi, it's just a public face." β
Director Liu: "......"
Absolutely, there is no need to insult Fu Zhi all the time.
It's just that when it comes to the public face, Director Liu is not sure, and he has only seen Chen Xin.
Chen Xin is a big guy who has given questions to the college entrance examination, how many aristocratic schools in the capital have tried to invite him to the school to give a big lesson, even if it is good to pour some chicken soup, but people don't disdain it at all!
How could such a big guy come to City A No. 1 Middle School?
Thinking about it, Director Liu raised his mobile phone and was about to take another photo and go back to compare and compare, however, the man who was standing in place didn't know when he got back into the car.
The nanny car drove away slowly.
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Chen Xin's party was late on the plane, and he didn't bet on Fu Zhi at school, so after returning to the car, he sent a message to Fu Zhi, asking her if she had time to come out.
Naturally, the reply over there was extremely slow.
Several men sitting in the car stared at Chen Xin's mobile phone, except for a man leaning on the back of the car seat, who lifted the blanket in front of him casually, and said in a slightly cool tone, "When will the make-up class start?" Back to my experimental research can't wait. β
His tone was slightly cold, full of impatience.
Chen Xin put down his mobile phone and lifted the frame, "You need to contact the school to prepare the venue first, and there are ......"
"I don't care how you prepare," Chen Xin's words were interrupted by Hu Lei, and the man's angular face reflected a thin anger, "My time is not to be wasted on a group of children who don't know what to do!" I only promised you to help you teach seven lessons, but you promised me to recommend an excellent mathematician to discuss knowledge with me, and I also hope that you will do what you say, don't fool me with waste, otherwise you know the consequences! β
There was a moment of condensation in the atmosphere on the car.
"This is natural." Chen Xin still looks like a good old man, "I have already contacted Principal Ouyang, if you are tired, I will send you back to the hotel first." β
Hu Lei nodded irritably.
The nanny car quickly stopped in front of a five-star hotel near No. 1 Middle School.
Hu Lei opened the car door, as if he couldn't stand it, and walked out of the car directly.
The doors were slowly shut.
"Bang-" with a bang, Qian Man knocked down the cup in his hand, "What is his attitude?" Rubbish? Who is he calling this waste? Chen Xin, did you hear me? He actually insulted our master, what did you just stop me for?! β
After a pause, he kicked on the back of the car seat, "If it weren't for him, would we have delayed the plane and delayed meeting with the teacher?" He is very good when he returns from studying abroad? My teacher is Fu Zhi, have I told the world? If you want me to say, you should call the teacher out to frustrate his spirit! β
"You're so excited."
Chen Xin patted Qian Man's shoulder, "It's too troublesome for the teacher to call out and slap him in the face, and when he goes to class, he will naturally know the gap between him and the teacher." β
"It better be!"
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The next day, No. 1 Middle School in City A.
Since the previous good classes were reluctant to borrow Class 21 notebooks, this matter has basically become a tacit hot topic for everyone in the school.
It seems that he wants to borrow Bai Ji He Ming's new questions from this group of good students in the first class, but now walking on the campus, anyone with a discerning eye can see that many classes are keeping a distance from the twenty-first class.
Even the freshman and sophomore students of high school felt that the twenty-first class was holding a sadistic script in their hands.
After dinner, several people formed a group, and all they talked about was that it was unwise for class 21 to pair with class 1, and they lost key notes, and the results of the exam can be imagined.
Especially when reading in the morning, the representatives of the first class represented by Xiang Yushen and Xu Tongtong each held a photocopied half of the workbook in their hands and sent it to classes three to eighteen.
Each class expressed their gratitude and invited several class members of the first class to dinner.
When Xiang Yushen and his party went back, Xu Tongtong's smiling eyes were bent, "With this relationship, don't say that class 21 can't borrow a good notebook to copy, even the final exam, the grades of our classes rely on these exercise books to improve, and class 21 is even difficult to play class 19!" β