"Zhang Yi, you can't just hold the microphone and talk in the future, you know?"

The head teacher was still very polite to Zhang Yi, and Zhang still knew that her eyes and glasses were colored together.

"Got it, teacher. Then I took the test paper away. ”

This time, Zhang is still a competent biology class representative, and before each biology class, she will consciously go to the office to ask the teacher what he needs for class

Ask for something.

There are few teachers in the town, and teachers of many subjects will be mixed in one office.

The math teacher is in the same office as the homeroom teacher, and the math teacher Zhang Guo is a teacher who makes Zhang still angry and loved, as long as he likes his class.

Zhang Guo is very powerful, he can teach cross-grade classes such as the first and third years of junior high school at the same time, and of course he will also tell these freshmen interesting stories about the third junior high school students.

He loves to talk, his eyes go back and forth every day, and there are always countless topics to talk about. On the contrary, his wife is much quieter, every time he gets out of school, he can always see them go home together, Mr. Zhang Guo talks endlessly along the way, and his wife just listens silently.

After the math class, Zhang still quickly followed the math teacher, made a grimace at him, and asked him maliciously: "Teacher, are you pregnant with talents?" ”

Teacher Zhang smiled, probably feeling bored on the way back to the office, so he asked her curiously, "Why do you ask like that?" ”

"Hmph, with your intelligence, this broken school is indeed too wronged by you!"

"Haha, you little ghost, what do you know?"

"Teacher, you're smart!" Zhang still continued without exaggeration, "Is it because you didn't do well in the exam or for other reasons, otherwise you would have been a professor-level person a long time ago, but unfortunately, your life is not very good!" ”

Teacher Zhang Guo seemed to agree a little, and looked at Zhang Yi with some melancholy: "Yes, life is not good." ”

"Can you tell me why?"

Teacher Zhang knocked Zhang Yi's head with the textbook, "This is someone else's secret, I can't tell you." Besides, it's not good to inquire about other people's privacy. ”

"Teacher, work harder and make your dream come true! Or I'll help you find a relationship, no, let my family help you find a relationship, you can't let this place bury you! ”

Teacher Zhang Guo looked at Zhang Yi meaningfully, "Thank you for your kindness." But... If there are any students among you who are doing well, I am also very pleased. It is you who should be cherished! ”

"Teacher, you taught very well. However, sometimes it is very bad to hurt people, and many students can't stand it. ”

Teacher Zhang Guo's interest rose again, "Including you?" ”

"Yes, it's too ugly to say, no one can accept it. But......" Zhang still paused deliberately, "but decades later, if someone remembers it, they will thank you!" ”

"Alas~ What nasty words did I say today?"

"It's a hot day, and everyone is sleepy. When you see your classmates listless, they say that if you are like us, you will take a rope and strangle yourself under the electric fan......"

The original story was more interesting, and Mr. Zhang Guo also told everyone several different ways to die, and everyone really had more energy to listen to the class after listening.

"Students are not energetic, and as a teacher, they are also not energetic in teaching. Actually, I was sleepy too. Just talk about it and let everyone have fun together. ”

"Actually, at our age, it seems a little inappropriate to talk about life and death. If someone else makes a small report in front of the principal, you will be miserable. ”

"Well, at your age...... Let's put it this way, when people are old, their favorite memories are still when they were students, at this time, the wind can't blow the rain and can't get wet, and they can't meet the cruelty of people's hearts and society, and they retain the purest memories. ”

By the way, after Mr. Zhang Guo sighed, he asked Zhang Yi rhetorically: "Will you go to the principal to make a small report?" ”

"Guess!"

"You won't! Ha ha...... Isn't it? ”

"Teacher, you are much better than our homeroom teacher. She's snobbish. ”

"Aren't you afraid that I will make a small report to your homeroom teacher?"

"Neither will you!"

When he was about to reach the office, Zhang still stopped. The math teacher didn't look back, and walked straight up the steps into the room.

Back then, Mr. Zhang Guo liked to lose Zhang Yi.

I remember one time she forgot to do her homework, and when the math teacher asked about it, she said that she had left it at home.

Then, in front of the whole class, Teacher Zhang Guo said in a very damaged tone: "Forgot to bring it? Our famous classmate Zhang Yi forgot to bring his homework, oops, it's amazing! ”

At that time, Zhang was really ashamed and wanted to bury his whole head under the table.

What's even more hateful is that not long after class, the head teacher came to her and asked her if she didn't write or forgot to bring it.

In fact, it was a geometry problem, she couldn't do it, and she really didn't do it.

At that time, she wanted to save face, and when she recalled the math teacher several times later, she still had palpitations and hatred.

Now that he sees him again, Zhang is still more distressed.

This will, Zhang still guesses that the math teacher may partially relay what she just said about the snobbery of her homeroom teacher, but she is not worried, because she also has a background.

This time, she chose to be the representative of the biology class, there are very few biology classes, and there is not much work to do, for the left atrium and right ventricle, arterial veins and other things that the teacher said, she already understands, not because the teacher teaches well, but because she has adult memories.

The biology grades of class 6 have been not good, and at the class meeting, (the head teacher's surname is Guo, the female teacher), when Teacher Guo praised the students in other classes for a while, everyone was silent.

When Teacher Guo looked around, Zhang still stood up again, "Teacher, I don't think you teach well, the lectures are too rigid, and you have no interest in listening to the lectures at all, how can you have good grades." ”

Of course, Mr. Guo was very angry, but through his glasses, he couldn't feel the cold light.

Teacher Guo tried his best to use the most kind tone and said: "I teach the biology of the six classes, how can the students in other classes get so good grades?" ”

"Children are good in other people's homes. But no matter how good it is, people also have their own homeroom teachers, and other people's homeroom teachers treat every student equally. And you, who are not good at studying, naughty, and ignorant. You like lively classmates, especially classmates who like to say nice things in front of you. And some students, no matter how good they are in their studies, they don't like to talk, they can't get a trace of pity from you. Every time there is a class meeting, everyone never expresses their opinions, because of what, it's not because the class is too depressing. Those students who don't flatter, even if they have ideas, don't say it. ”

Teacher Guo pressed her hands on the podium, and her index finger tapped the edge of the table with one hand, she wanted to be calm, calm down, and try to tell herself, this little girl, can't be messed with!