Chapter 9: Who Told You to Sleep in Class
"At the same table, did you write your political homework?" Seeing that class was about to start, Zhao Liyang touched Niu Zihao next to him and asked.
"Nope."
Niu Zihao's answer was very simple, and Zhao Liyang didn't know what to say next.
"What are you afraid of, if I can get a full score in the next political exam, I'm still afraid that I won't be able to do my homework." When Niu Zihao said this, he was full of confidence and confidence.
Zhao Liyang shook his head disdainfully, expressing helplessness.
Before class, there will be a preparatory bell. There is only a two-minute difference between the preparation bell and the official class bell, so don't underestimate these two minutes, this is the best time for most students to make up their homework.
One by one, the students buried their heads in their homework. The textbook is not half a page long, and the homework alone has to be several pages, which is enough for these students to make up for it. The classmates worked hard to write one by one, and they looked anxious, and Niu Zihao was a little worried when they saw it. Some students thought that the answers were relatively slow, and they wanted to tear off the reference answers directly. One was careless, and he used too much force, so he didn't tear off the answer, but tore the school uniform at the lesbian table next to him.
The man could only apologize with a wailing and a "so."
y". And the female classmate ignored him at all and continued to copy her homework.
After seeing this scene, Niu Zihao didn't even feel in the mood to cry, but now he just wanted to laugh. "Be happy with the worries of the world first, and be happy with the joy of the world after the world." Speaking of which, in short, it is just one word "music", which is really happy Niu Zihao.
I don't know when class has already started, and the political teacher Cai Xudong has already stood in front of the podium. A cup of chrysanthemum tea in the left hand and a lesson plan in the right hand. Seeing such a situation, there is no need to guess, the students already know a rough idea, this is the prelude to a surprise inspection.
Teacher Cai didn't take a politics textbook, and this class may be to check the students' completion of homework.
The atmosphere of the class was silent at this time, so quiet that even a pin could be heard falling to the ground. And Gao Yaxuan, as a representative of the Chinese class, her nervous heart was about to jump out. The representative of the political class, and other people, are not under Gao Yaxuan's control. Even if you are the No. 1 in the whole grade and do not write your homework, you will still be punished. Not only that, but depending on the severity of the situation, your credits will be deducted.
It is said that "points are points, the lifeblood of students", which is true, but the key problem is that the points are all deducted, and what else to deduct. This comprehensive academic score is directly related to the existence or absence of a three-year high school graduation certificate. According to the usual credits, it can be roughly divided into four different levels: A, B, C, and D.
A: Excellent
B: Good
C: General
D: Extremely poor
If you have a D grade on your high school diploma, you can take the money and go to tuition for a year. There are no more than 50 students in A, and the number of students in B is about twice that of A, and the rest are all in C and D grades.
It is inevitable to say that the whole class is nervous. But if you want to say that you are the most nervous, it can only be the first row under the teacher's nose.
"Bang bang bang ......" seems to be in the silent classroom, and only the heartbeat of the students can be heard.
"We are not going to start a new class today, so let's check the completion of the students' homework first. In the past, it was checked from the first row to the back, but today let's change it, starting from the last row to check first, everyone said it's okay. Teacher Cai began to speak, and the momentum that burst out of the language was undoubted.
"Okay!" Most of the students who said they were good were students in the front row. This time, they took a big advantage, and when they were checked, it was estimated that they would not be far from the end of class.
Gao Yaxuan's hanging heart finally fell at this time. Taking advantage of Mr. Cai's time to check on the students behind me, I guess I can finish writing.
Niu Zihao was so angry that he wanted to scold, what kind of teacher Cai is this, why don't you play cards according to the routine.
If you want to say that the most nervous person in the class, it is none other than Niu Zihao. He didn't even have a book, so he couldn't finish his homework. His books, all buried in the trash, just this morning. At this time, Niu Zihao was both nervous and not very nervous. Nervously, he didn't finish his homework. And what is not nervous is that he will do it all, what is there to be nervous about.
After all, the three years of hard work in high school were all used to deal with the few test papers in the college entrance examination. For Niu Zihao, the completion of the homework is not very significant. Fan Zheng has the possession of the Xueba system, and he is afraid that a mere teacher Cai will not succeed.
Niu Zihao stiffened his head and waited for Mr. Cai's examination.
Mr. Cai took a sip of chrysanthemum tea, closed his eyes, and seemed to be enjoying it. In fact, no one knows, Mr. Cai is burned by the tea, can the tea made in the grade group office just now not be hot?
After all, when you're old, it's the most laborious thing to give a lecture or something. So Mr. Cai made a cup of chrysanthemums, and he didn't expect the tea to be so hot. This is a class, in public, he can't scream, although his tongue is burned, he still said, "Good tea". If it weren't for the class now, Mr. Cai would probably have screamed, and by the way, he would have seen if there was foam in his mouth or something.
Holding back the pain in his mouth, Mr. Cai stepped off the podium. If it is said that it is to be inspected from the last row, it must be carried out. As the saying goes, "A gentleman's word is difficult for a horse to chase".
Mr. Cai first checked from the last row by the window, so that there was an order.
At this time, Niu Zihao relaxed a little. He plans to borrow a copy from a classmate who has just finished the examination when he gets to check himself. Niu Zihao thought of this method, but it didn't seem to work. If this method is really followed, Niu Zihao is the sixth to be checked, and he can't borrow Zhao Liyang from the same table. I can only borrow it from the four students in front of me. But the question is, just after checking the four books, can Mr. Cai not be impressed? If you check too much, the teacher may forget the handwriting of some of your classmates, but this is just the beginning! Although Niu Zihao was sweating in his hands, things had developed to this point, and he could only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.
"Huh?" How could there be a man sleeping on a table.
Although Mr. Cai is also half a hundred years old, his eyes are extremely sharp, and at a glance, he can see that someone by the window dares to sleep in his class. It's pretty much the same for other classes to sleep, and his classes are also sleeping. It's not overtly disrespectful to teachers and disrespectful to the subject of politics.
The angry teacher Cai almost had a heart attack, and he walked behind the student who was asleep in two steps.
The lesbian table next to him quietly stabbed him with the barrel of a pen, but he still didn't see any reaction from the boy. This scene happened to be targeted by Mr. Cai to see how I cleaned him up.
Teacher Cai slapped the sleeping man on the neck, "Who told you to sleep in class?" ”