"Are you still human? What about the face? Liu Xiaoxuan said.

Nineteen Nian rolled his eyes, "For people like you, be merciful?" Inexistent! ”

"Drink your milk tea." Liu Xiaoxuan said with rolled eyes.

"Cut!" Nineteen Nian raised his arms, "It's better not to talk to the two of us." ”

"Who rarely talks to you!"

Nineteen Nian picked up the milk tea and drank the milk tea as he spoke.

When the two of them were muttering and arguing, Huo Wuwu had already begun to do his own thing, the next class was a self-study class, the head teacher was going to a meeting, and the classroom discipline in the class was managed by the class leader.

Facing their bickering, Huo Wuwu was already commonplace.

So, when they were arguing, she had already taken out her exercise book and sketchbook, and also took out her math book.

When the two of them were arguing, it was time for her to practice math problems seriously.

After drinking milk tea, looking at the two people around him who had something to do, Nineteen Nian also took out his exercise book.

Before writing, she took out the test paper she had talked about in the previous class, and looked at the plot stories she wrote on the test paper, and she immediately had the next story.

Pick up your pen, put on your headphones, and keep writing.

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When the class snacks started, Ji Qian walked into the classroom.

This meeting was canceled early because the school leaders had something to do. She just wanted to promote the activity of copying the newspaper by hand, and by the way, to see how the discipline in the class was doing.

Speaking of which, she didn't enter the classroom for a day except for the self-study class in the classroom this morning.

As soon as Ji Qian arrived in the classroom, the noisy talking in the class and the loud music reached Ji Qian's ears, and Ji Qian suddenly thought that she had been too loose recently, and the classmates in the class had become bolder.

Ji Qian walked into the classroom, and the music in the class had not yet been turned off.

The literary and art committee even stood on the podium, holding a roll of toilet paper-like books as a microphone, standing on the podium, singing happily, and some active students in the class were her audience below.

Whenever she finished singing a part of the song, her classmates would applaud her from below.

They should be the audience, but they can do their duty.

When Ji Qian walked into the classroom, the literary and art committee was singing and getting into full swing, and she didn't see Ji Qian coming over at all.

It wasn't until Ji Qian made a 'shhh

It's just the noise in the class, but it's a lot quieter.

Everyone didn't talk much, and those students who supported the singing of the literary committee were still supporting the singing of the committee.

Until Ji Qian walked behind her and turned off the all-in-one machine.

Three seconds later, the literary and art committee member said indignantly in front of everyone, "Why is the school's Internet speed so slow, I can't watch movies, and even listening to songs is stuck to death!" ”

Just as she turned her head, she just collided with the head teacher.

The literary and art committee member said embarrassedly, "Class teacher, why are you here?" Aren't you in a meeting? ”

"So, I didn't come, I didn't know that you would take advantage of my meeting to openly sing in the class, in front of the classmates." Ji Qian criticized, "If I don't come, are you still going to sing in the class!" ”

"Wronged!" The literary and art committee member said to Ji Qian pitifully.

She had already guessed that as long as she pretended to be pitiful, Ji Qian would not really count her.

The head teacher, in her opinion, is super gentle.

"Okay, okay, don't play a bitter drama in front of me! Your homeroom teacher has watched more soap operas than you have ever eaten steamed buns. Just your little bitter drama, you still want to deceive the head teacher, dreaming! Ji Qian said, "Okay, hurry back to your seat, how long has it been in class." ”

Just wait for the words of the head teacher.

Before Ji Qian finished speaking, the literary and art committee ran away.

Her speed is really comparable to that of a rabbit.

The class also became quiet, Ji Qian turned off the all-in-one machine, and closed the blackboards on both sides.

Standing in front of the podium, Ji Qian said to them, "There was a meeting yesterday afternoon, and the leader just talked to me, saying that every time our class has a self-study class, when I walk to the door of the second computer class next to it, I will always hear our class playing songs, just like a concert, but as soon as I arrived at the door of our class, the song immediately stopped......

Ji Qian paused, he didn't expect that the committee member Wenyi would rush to interject the head teacher's words at this time.

"As soon as the leader arrived at the door of our class, the songs of our class stopped, shouldn't Xiao Qianqian praise our classmates for their wit?"

The classmates in the class seconded the sentence, "It makes sense." ”

"Wit-wit!" Ji Qian didn't know which music teacher he learned from, and he would throw chalk heads.

The literary and art committee member just interjected, and the classmates just seconded it.

Ji Qian threw three or four chalk heads down.

Just in time, one of the chalk heads was thrown on the literary and artistic commissioner.

The literary committee picked up the chalk head for her, and said to Ji Qian, "Xiao Qianqian has not often eaten with our music teacher recently, when our music teacher taught us, he was very fond of smashing chalk heads in class." ”

The committee member casually threw the chalk head into the plastic bag hanging next to the table and specially disposed of garbage.

took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and the literary and art committee said to the head teacher, "It's good for the head teacher to learn from anyone, just don't learn from him, every time he goes to class, he loves to throw chalk heads, and the chalk in our class is about to be thrown away by him." Besides, it is inconvenient for us to clean, especially the chalk head he threw on the ground, and then he was stepped on by our classmates to clean up, which was troublesome. ”

"Next time you tell him, tell him to stop throwing chalk heads." Ji Qian said, "Next time he throws chalk heads in our class, you will stop him after class and ask him to clean up our class before leaving." ”

"It's a good idea." With the words of the class teacher, the literary and art committee immediately called on the classmates.

She shouted loudly in the class, "Did the girls in our class hear it, just now Xiao Qianqian said ha, the next time the music teacher throws chalk heads everywhere in our class, let's block him, let him clean the classroom for us, and then let him go." ”

"It's okay, it's enough." Ji Qian thought for a while and said, "If it weren't for you being naughty, how could he throw chalk heads in our class, you must be too naughty, and the music teacher couldn't do anything about you, so he threw chalk heads." I met your music teacher at a meeting last Friday, and he took the initiative to find me, saying that my classmates were too naughty and never listened well in class. ”

"What? He even came to you to complain! The literary and art committee members stood up in shock, and when they saw that the situation was not right, she quickly sat down again.

"It's normal for teachers to communicate with each other, it's all for your learning." Ji Qian had a headache and held his forehead, "Hey, classmates in our class, can you let me save some heart, alas, isn't it good for you to listen to the class?" ”

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