41 Sages full of malice

When the national flag was raised to the highest place, the music stopped abruptly, Principal Qin coughed twice, read according to the manuscript in his hand, every week he would read an inspirational article to all teachers and students, motivating them to move forward bravely, his rich voice was sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, full of an educator's great feelings and expectations for the students present.

Wei Gospel suddenly wanted to laugh, Principal Qin was in his early fifties, his body was very well-proportioned, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he was different from Zhang Wentao, every time he saw him, he was meticulous in his suit and leather hairstyle, and he had the unique temperament of a literati and inkman, and his gestures looked like an official.

Wei Gospel wanted to cover his ears, he didn't want to hear a word, and said in his heart: There are inconsistencies between the inside and the outside, she doesn't understand how a person can have so many faces, the person in the office is high-sounding, sanctimonious, hypocritical, this person standing on the stage is awe-inspiring, brave and loyal, worried about the country and the people, ironically he almost wants to kick her out of school, how many such people are there in the world?

It is ironic that such people teach them to study hard, to be honest and kind, and to serve the country loyally.

Before the end of class, Ren Xuemei stood on the podium leisurely, her eagle-like gaze swept around, and said in a deep voice: "Memorize the part of today's text that requires memorization, I will spot check it in the next class, if you can't memorize it, please ask the parents, before today, the group members are looking for the group leader to memorize, the group leader is looking for the squad leader to back, the squad leader is looking for me to back, and you are not allowed to go home if you can't finish memorizing, did you hear it."

"Ah......h

Ren Xuemei smiled: "I let you go home yesterday and carry it, ahhh

Wei Gospel sat at the table with her hands on her cheeks, she was the leader of the group and was very aggrieved, probably because there was really no one in this group of six people who could learn well, Zhao Huaide hesitated to order her, and she had to reluctantly take it.

After the Chinese class, the boy sitting in the first row came to her to endorse it, Wei Gospel did not have the addiction of being an official, and the biggest official he had ever been from elementary school to junior high school was the team leader, which was seven years, which gave her a headache.

The boy was obviously not fully prepared, stumbled and memorized a sentence, and had to stop and think for a while, Wei Gospel felt that he couldn't finish reciting it in the morning at his speed, and smiled and asked him to go back and read it a few more times.

Since it was Ren Xuemei's personal order, the whole class was like a great enemy, and after class, they surrounded their respective team leaders, clamoring to memorize the texts for them.

Because Ren Xuemei's powerful classmates have been taught, although the Chinese teacher is called Ren Xuemei, she is not as good as her name, there is no snowflake white, and there is no plum blossom beauty.

Ren Xuemei is in her early fifties, slightly chubby, the skin on her face is loose and dark, and she is notoriously strict, they all say that strict teachers make high apprentices, but it may not be, her classmates call her 'black loach' in private, she has a heavy pair of frames on her nose, reading glasses never stand on the bridge of her nose well, her nose is a little collapsed, and the frame slides down the bridge of her nose.

Her eyes were the most terrifying, as sharp as an owl, and nothing seemed to escape hers, and she could feel the slightest disturbance in the classroom, and when the chalk in her hand paused on the blackboard, everyone realized that disaster was coming.

Ren Xuemei said faintly: "Don't mess around under the table, thinking that I don't know what you're thinking, I'm also from your age." Her indifferent eyes were chilling.

Wei Gospel said in his heart: Old witch.

She has no respect for this Chinese teacher.

In other words, it seems that she has many enemies, and she doesn't like any teacher, and she can't respect any teacher.

Zhao Zhizhi was deeply affected: "My family lives in the same building as Teacher Ren, and my mother meets her every day, so Teacher Ren takes more care of me."

Wei Gospel expressed deep sympathy.

The teacher's way of caring for students is to ask questions in class, specifically to Zhao Zhizhi to answer, once the textbook talked about the high quality of plum blossoms, she asked Zhao Zhizhi: "When will plum blossoms." , Zhao Zhizhi hesitated for a moment and said, "Summer." The class burst into laughter.

Ren Xuemei is a little stricter than Zhao Huaide, because Zhao Huaide is a biology teacher, and he hardly takes biology classes in junior high school.

Ren Xuemei held her glasses in her right hand, pressed the frame low, and looked at the classroom with a worried look, if she was drawn to memorize the text, it would be miserable, if anyone stumbled on the back, she would let the students copy the whole text ten times.

Zhao Zhizhi has the most right to speak, he stood on the podium and memorized the text, and after a sentence, Ren Xuemei pinched his inner thigh viciously, and the painful Zhao Zhizhi's tears were about to come out, he not only lost face in front of the whole class, but was also pinched by the teacher, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

With such a heart-wrenching experience, everyone naturally didn't want to hit the eggs on the stones, but fortunately, Ren Xuemei asked them to recite the texts to the team leader, which was naturally much easier.

In the third biology class in the afternoon, the class bell just rang, Zhao Huaide walked into the classroom with a biology book under his arm, the classroom was unusually lively, the sound of reading was buzzing, everyone saw the head teacher come in, and hurriedly returned to their seats and sat down.

Zhao Huaide frowned and asked, "What are the students doing?"

A boy raised his hand and said, "Teacher Ren, let's ask the group leader to memorize today's text."

Zhao Huaide nodded, seeing that the students were in high spirits about learning, he said with relief: "Okay, today's biology class will be left for you to memorize the text."

Students "......"

Zhao Huaide didn't even open the biology book in his hand, so he followed him out of the classroom as it was.

The whole class hurried up, hugged the leaders of each group again, and scrambled to say: "Let me memorize it first, I can memorize it all."

Ren Xuemei spoke, whoever can't memorize the text today will stay until the memorization meeting, seeing that school is about to end, they don't want to spend the night in the classroom.

The leader of the five groups was in a hurry and said, "Okay, don't grab it, give me the back one by one."

The students were obedient, pushing and shoving, no one let anyone, snatching the team leader in the encirclement, it was so lively.