"It's not. It's that his lectures are really boring. Xia Ziwei in the class gave advice to the head teacher, "Other music teachers can play the piano and sing, but the music teacher in our class doesn't know anything, every time he goes to class, he will only teach some music theory knowledge to our classmates, and everyone is physically and mentally exhausted, can you not be naughty?" ”

"Go, go!" Ji Qian waved her hand to stop, "What's wrong with the knowledge of music theory, isn't it good?" ”

"The key is to listen to the dance teacher that in the future, we will take the college entrance examination, and we will not test the knowledge of music theory, and we will be able to play and sing in the exam. Isn't music class supposed to learn to sing? We also want to sing, you look at the senior sisters in the last high school year, they are all learning to sing in music class. ”

"Come on." Ji Qian had a headache when she heard her proposal, she rubbed her temples and said, "The school lacks a music teacher, so our three kindergarten teacher classes are all led by him, and there is no way for you to dislike him, not only do you have opinions on this matter, but also the second class downstairs." ”

As he spoke, Ji Qian dragged his head and stared at everyone speechlessly.

She said slowly, "It's mainly your music teacher, he studied guzheng in college, and if you ask him to teach you to play and sing, he won't." However, the school leaders also talked to him about this matter, and heard the head teacher of the second class say that he was also practicing playing the piano again this semester. The head teacher of the second class has an office with him. ”

"Can he practice?" The Literature and Art Committee couldn't help but be suspicious of the music teacher.

"You don't need to worry about it." Ji Qian said, "Study hard, music theory knowledge is also knowledge, you can't use it in the college entrance examination, in case you use it in college in the future, isn't it good to learn a little in advance?" ”

The classmates had nothing to say.

After continuing the mink, the mink finally got to the point.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ji Qian solemnly said to everyone, "In the future, in self-study classes, don't openly hold concerts in the class, the impact is not good, and the leaders have talked to me in private." ”

……

"Hey, isn't it that I'm usually too kind to you, I've thought for a long time, should we re-formulate a class rule, and the next time, the classmate who casually interjects in the class will punish her for coming up and writing words silently."

"Don't, don't!" None of the classmates would agree to this measure.

"Don't just be obedient, be honest, and obediently go to self-study classes." Ji Qian said, "Why hasn't anyone spoken?" ”

Zhao Chenhuan said: "It's not that no one has spoken. Xiao Qianqian, your regulations were formulated, and we were all speechless. ”

"Speechless choking is a description of being choked by breath, unable to cry, and unable to speak. Are you exaggerating that? I didn't kill you. ”

Zhao Chenhuan thought, "It's not so exaggerated." ”

Ji Qian: "I've learned all the Chinese like this, the words are all wrong, and I don't usually have to read books." Math and English don't matter, but Chinese is your mother tongue, and you have to learn Chinese. ”

Ji Qian helped his forehead again, not to mention that the music teacher wanted to throw the chalk head. Now, she wants to solve it with 'violence' and throw chalk heads at them.

“……”

Zhao Chenhuan is shallow and reasonable, I shut up and I don't speak.

The class was quiet for five minutes, and within these five minutes, even those students who usually play with their mobile phones and have nothing to do have found something to do, flipped through the math books and English books, made up for the math homework and English homework, and took out the English test papers taught by the teacher in the previous class.

Look at the English test papers, even if you can't read them, you have to deal with the big occasion.

After a moment's pause, I remembered that there was an event that had not yet been announced in the class.

Ji Qian asked them, "The school has a 'grateful teacher' class hand-copied newspaper and blackboard newspaper competition, because there is no blackboard at the back of our class, we can only hand over the hand-copied newspaper, do you have any good paintings, willing to participate." ”

The class was suddenly a lot quieter, and this quietness was even quieter than just now.

"Just now I talked about changing teachers, you guys are talking more happily than me, and now it's time to get down to business, why don't anyone squeak." Ji Qian said, "This is a formal hand-copied newspaper competition held by the school, and if you draw well, the school will award a certificate and a bonus, and this certificate is received by the school when it holds a Monday meeting." Isn't everyone interested and willing to give it a try? ”

The publicity is so good, and no one squeaks.

The end is not within the expected range of Ji Qian.

Regarding the matter of hand-copying newspapers, Ji Qian originally had great expectations for their class newspapers.

She wanted to learn from a kindergarten teacher at the time, shouldn't she be good at drawing, singing, and dancing?

Now she thinks she's overestimating their classmates.

After asking for a long time, no one was willing to raise their hand to participate in the event, which was not so troublesome, but in this way, things suddenly became troublesome.

Fortunately, Ji Qian also guessed this, so he deliberately left a back hand.

Now, this backhand, she didn't leave a mistake.

"Ahem, cough, cough-" Ji Qian covered his mouth and coughed several times, and the classmates in the class seemed to be quieter than just now.

To interject at such a critical moment is undoubtedly asking for self-inflicted death.

The head teacher is now worried that he can't find anyone, and now he speaks like a stone hitting the sea.

Sink inside, never get out again.

"Didn't you really participate?" Ji Qian asked again, she was actually giving everyone a chance.

"How can no one participate in such a good opportunity? Don't like to draw? Or lazy? Ji Qian asked himself.

I don't know what the psychological reaction is, Ji Qian's cough was just after that.

"Ahh

There was a coughing sound from a certain classmate in the class, and the movement was really not small.

The voice reached Ji Qian's ears and eyes.

Ji Qian: Okay, this classmate, you have successfully aroused the attention of your class teacher.

Ji Qian stood up and asked, "Who sneezed just now?" ”

"The report is shallow, it's the squad leader."

As soon as Ji Qian asked, the literary and art committee made a small report to the head teacher.

"Squad leader? Yuan Siyu, you! Get up. Ji Qian beckoned to her.

"Ahh

"I just sneezed, I caught a cold, and I was a little sick." Yuan Siyu was a little aggrieved, "Head teacher, can you bear to pick on me?" I'm really super innocent. ”

"I know you're not feeling well." Ji Qian said, "I didn't let you stand up to participate in the event, you help me select a few people from our class who are good at drawing, and draw the hand-copied newspaper of our class." ”

Saying this, the squad leader finally felt a little comforted in his heart, as long as he didn't draw a hand-copied newspaper, it would be fine.

The game is so fun, the TV series is so good, and the romance is so interesting...... Either is much better than drawing a hand-copied newspaper.

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