"Have you sent out the book?" The new music teacher stared at a tired face, listlessly standing on the podium.

"No, the head teacher said that the new books will be sent out in the afternoon." The Disciplinary Commissioner stood up and answered him.

"Okay, sit down." He said to the Disciplinary Commissioner.

After finishing speaking, he pulled a stool from the podium and sat down, he was not tall, medium height, although he was not very old, but when he sat down, the classmates behind him could not see the shadow of others.

Looking down at the class schedule on the desk, it said that there were two classes of him in the morning.

He stared at the class schedule and said to himself, "What are we going to do in this class without a book?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a naughty classmate at the bottom took his words loudly: "How do we know what you are going to talk about in this class?" ”

He looked up at the classmate who answered for a long time, and said to the two of them with a serious face, "I didn't talk to you again. ”

"Didn't you just ask us what we're going to do in this class?" The mischievous student interjected again.

He raised his lips and smiled smugly at them, his slender fingers grabbing two chalk heads from the chalk holder in front of the lectern.

There was a 'click' sound, and before one piece of chalk could be thrown, it fell onto the lectern, and the other piece of chalk was accurately grasped by the student sitting in the middle of the third row, and the chalk head was sandwiched between her thumb and middle finger.

The scene was witnessed by her classmates around her, who cast approving glances at her.

On the first day of school, some people just arrived, and they became 'myths' in the class.

The classmate who caught the chalk head proudly raised the chalk head between her two fingers, and she proudly said to the music teacher, "Hey! It's still not technical! Didn't hit? ”

"What about this time? Isn't technology good? The music teacher picked up the chalk tip that had fallen from the lectern, and learned the lesson he had learned, and his skills improved a lot.

And this time, this classmate was not as lucky as just now.

The head of the chalk naturally swept over the desks of the other classmates, swept over their heads, drew a perfect arc from the air, and then, with unmistakable accuracy, landed on the door of the student's head, drew a white mark on her smooth skull, and finally landed on the ground, ending its short but glorious life perfectly.

On the first day of school, some people just arrived, and they fell from the 'myth' in the class to the 'joke' in the class.

She reached out and rubbed the chalk dust off her forehead, and there was a burst of laughter around her, including from her tablemates, who had a good relationship with her.

At the same table, he laughed and told her, "Li Wenyi, you are so funny, you made a joke in the first class of school, but this joke is so funny, hahaha-"

Li Wenyi raised her foot and kicked her leg under the table, but it didn't stop her laughter at the table.

"Oops! Are we still at the same table? It's not ashamed to laugh like 'killing a pig'. ”

"No, you're so funny. Hahaha - you are really the first person to create the myth of our class's 'awesome'. Hahaha-"

The music teacher who hit her in the head was also as happy as if he had won the lottery, and he patted the chalk ash on his hand and told the classmate who he hit in the head with chalk: "The great inventor Thomas Edison once said that genius is equal to one percent inspiration and one percent perspiration. ”

Li Wenyi answered again: "Edison wants to complain, this is my!" ”

"Just your skin!" The music teacher grabbed a few chalk heads from the pen holder, "I haven't practiced throwing chalk heads for a long time, so take advantage of today's momentum, let's use you to practice your hands." ”

Li Wenyi held her head in her hands, her head hung down on the desk, and she was fully prepared to be on guard not to hit her head with a chalk head at any time.

She begged for mercy, "Don't, don't! I'm wrong, oh my God! Will you let me go? ”

The music teacher didn't plan to really smash the chalk head, so he threw the grabbed chalk head into the pen holder.

"The disciplinary committee came to take a look at the class, and I went downstairs to the office to get a USB stick."

"Okay."

As soon as the music teacher walked out of the classroom, the disciplinary committee member sat on a stool next to the lectern with a notebook to write down his name.

The class was a mess, and no one expected that the music teacher would turn back halfway through.

"Keep quiet, don't bring the leaders of the inspection class over, come back and show you a movie if you are quiet, and come back and continue the class if you are not quiet."

"Shh The disciplinary committee made a boo gesture to keep everyone quiet.

Actually, it doesn't have to do that gesture and it's quiet in the class because everyone doesn't want to go to class.

The leader of the cha class came by coincidence, and as soon as the music teacher left, he came.

"Well, this class is quite quiet, much better than the class when I first came in the morning." The teacher of the class said when he walked to the door of the class.

The disciplinary committee covered his mouth and snickered.

Isn't that class in the morning also theirs? Sure enough, there are too many class checks, and even the teachers who check the class will remember the class wrongly.

When he walked into the class and saw that there was only one member of the disciplinary committee on the podium, he asked, "Isn't there a teacher in your class?" ”

The disciplinary committee replied, "The teacher went to the USB stick in the office and will be back later." ”

"When your teacher comes, remember to ask him to come and sign for me."

The teacher who checked the class counted the number of people in the class, made sure that there was no shortage of people in the class, and left.

The chairman of the disciplinary committee, who was sitting in front of the podium, breathed a sigh of relief, and she said to everyone, "It's okay, what should everyone do, you should play with your mobile phone, you should go to bed." ”

There was a noise below, and the disciplinary committee members agreed, and naturally there were more people playing with mobile phones.

"Everyone be careful, don't let the teacher catch you." The disciplinary committee member walked to the door of the classroom, looked around, and there was no one in the corridors around her, she turned around and closed the door of the classroom, and said to everyone, "I'll help you watch the teacher who checks the class, you can play as you please." ”

Disciplinary committee member Liu Yaling dragged her head and looked at the bunch of classmates playing with mobile phones below, she shook her head and sighed, "Hey! It's hard to be a member of the Disciplinary Committee, alas! ”

Playing with mobile phones has the freedom of playing mobile phones, and there is also the happiness of not playing mobile phones without playing mobile phones.

Nineteen Nian and Huo Wuwu lived without a mobile phone.

The two of them were eating snacks while holding a pen and talking and laughing on paper.

This kind of life is so uncomfortable, eating snacks in class is cool, and Nineteen Nian suddenly felt that the taste of snacks was much better than usual.

"Notification ......"

When the radio sounded, it really startled the two of them.

I thought the teacher from Chaban was here again.

"At half past two o'clock in the afternoon today, please go to the fourth floor of Chongde Building on time for a meeting."

"Replay the notice once, at half past two o'clock at noon today, please go to the fourth floor of Chongde Building on time for a meeting."

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