Chapter Seventy-Eight: Two-Thirds of the Ditch Separated

To say that Zhao Yue is worthy of looking like a northerner, there is nothing to say about good sports cells, and the language group, which was already taking advantage, was pulled away by Zhao Yue by himself by almost half of the distance.

The sophomore and second high school students shouted frantically at Zhao Yue, "Male god." When the students in the other classes saw them, they all looked like fools and said, "Crazy." "However, there are too many students gathered here by Wen Er, and they can only scold in their hearts, afraid that they will be beaten, after all, someone surnamed Song is still standing here.

Zhao Yue himself said that he was very calm, and the cheers in the face of the students were like the chairman facing the excited crowd, waving his arms with a smile, and he almost said: "Hello comrades, comrades have worked hard." ”

He walked to the lawn in the middle, and the students of the second year of high school almost surrounded him, chattering non-stop. If you want to ask what you heard, Zhao Yue really couldn't answer, dozens of people opened their mouths, and you and I said one sentence as if they were talking about cross talk, just laughing silly.

"Teacher Zhao, it's amazing! Throw the teacher next door so far away! ”

"You haven't seen the face of the third class teacher, it's so black, I don't think it's too much of a problem to be a black-faced baogong!"

"Hahaha! There is also the teacher of the math group, who usually looks very powerful, but at the critical moment, he dropped the chain, and the baton fell directly when he was on the third side! ”

“...”

Zhao Yue motioned for them to calm down: "Keep a low profile!" What's the use of me no matter how good I am, my grade points won't be counted in the class points! In the end, it's you guys who will be watching! ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, if we don't do what we say, we can do it if we dare to say it! Ahem, ahem... Ahem..."A very active boy in the class patted his chest, maybe he tried too hard and coughed.

"Then I'll see!" Zhao Yue's already small eyes narrowed into a line, and his rough eyebrows were softly curved.

Several bold boys stepped forward to lift Zhao Yue up and threw it up together, and the other teachers who were standing in the corner looking over here whispered and discussed Zhao Yue.

Ke Sheng, the third-class teacher who had just been complained about by Wen Er, the second year of high school, was holding a mineral water bottle in his hand, and he looked very embarrassed as another teacher chewed the root of his tongue under the banyan tree.

It stands to reason that Ke Sheng was supposed to be the head teacher of the second experimental class of the second year of high school, but he knew that the teacher's rating at the end of the year was too low, so he was replaced by Zhao Yue, who came from the first grade, and took over the second class.

There are two experimental classes in the liberal arts in the second year of high school, and the general homeroom teacher is an old teacher, I don't know how long I have been leading a class, and no one dares to say anything. So Ke Sheng, who was robbed of the position of the head teacher of the experimental class, always hated Zhao Yue and thought that he had done something terrible for the sake of his position, and even forgot that Zhao Yue was a man and the principal was also a man.

In order to show his excellence in front of the age leaders, Ke Sheng was very strict with the students in the third class. At the end of class, Wen Er's students were talking and laughing in the corridor, but Wen San sat in his position to read a book except for going to the toilet, as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't dare to move.

Walking in the corridor, you can always see the students of Wen San looking out with their eyes, and their eyes are full of yearning for freedom. caused Wen Er's students to suspect that their identity as a student in the experimental class was fake, but it was Wen San's efforts to deserve this title.

It was this feeling that gave Ke Sheng an illusion, and he always felt that the monthly exam was already in his hands, after all, in the political quiz, Wen San's students worked hard to surpass Wen Yi and Wen Er's results.

But her idea is still too simple, how do she know that the students of Wen 2 will beat all the classes of Wen 1 whether they are individual subject scores or overall grades. The first of the six subjects accounted for five, and the top three in the grade accounted for two, what else is the comparison?

"The homeroom teacher of this second class is really casual, and there is no distance between him and the students in the class?" Ke Sheng pouted and looked at Wen Er, who was celebrating, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Harm!" Another teacher had taken a class with Zhao Yue before, and knew that his kindness to students was not ordinarily good, it was simply good from the heart and lungs. The students in the class are reluctant to beat and scold, it has always been an encouraging education, and it is no wonder that it is not popular with students.

"It's not that you don't know Lao Zhao's temper, that's more endurable than the mud bodhisattva, there are too few teachers like him." The teacher sighed, knowing what Ke Sheng meant, but she just wanted to slander it, but it really didn't make sense for her to do so.

Ke Sheng opened the bottle and took a sip of water, and then said no more.

"Now please ask the students participating in the women's 400-meter relay to assemble at the check-in office, and the students participating in the men's 400-meter relay to assemble at the check-in office..."

Zhao Yue was dizzy by them, and he didn't slow down for a long time.

"Alright, alright! My game is over, and it's up to you! The relay race is double points, and if you can't get the first place in the overall score, you will wait for me to go back and clean you up! Zhao Yue pretended to be angry and pointed at them and said viciously.

Wen Er's students didn't hold back for a while, laughed, and replied in unison: "Teacher Zhao! You can rest assured! ”

After speaking, the birds and beasts scattered, and you chased me towards the venue of the relay race.

Zhao Yue stood there and looked at the group of students wearing red and white school uniforms, with a very innocent smile on their faces, full of youthful vitality, as if they had been touched by something. At this moment, he felt not happy, but a little scared.

Later, when he graduated from high school, the group of children still ran away in front of him in red and white school uniforms, but never came back.

"The first race is the men's 400m, please check in order." Xu Yu took the list to check the information, and looked up to see Song Huanian, Mi Lili and others standing in the crowd.

Xu Wei smiled and waved his hand to them, and after checking the last set of information, he quickly crossed the runway: "I just thought about looking for you, but I didn't expect to see it as soon as I looked up." ”

Mi Lili pinched her cheeks: "I must come to see it, just now Mr. Zhao and their group won the first place in the teacher's 50-meter relay race!" ”

"Really?" Xu Yu was also very surprised: "It seems that Mr. Zhao is also deeply hidden!" ”

Song Huanian handed her a bottle of water: "Drink some water." ”

Xu Yu's face was full of rejection, and now he almost saw a shadow on the mineral water bottle. She covered her mouth with her hands and whispered, "You know what? I was almost murdered yesterday by a mineral water bottle! ”

Song Huanian reached out and touched his forehead, and then put it on Xu Yu's head to make a comparison: "I don't have a fever!" Why did you start talking nonsense? ”

"I guess it's stupid to help Mr. Cai record data!" Mi Lili added.

Xu rolled his eyes. As the saying goes, there is a ditch between three years old, and this is two years apart, and there is two-thirds of the ditch apart!