Chapter 77: Bad Luck (Part II)
We two unlucky ghosts were forced to follow the director to his office. I originally wanted to see how many students there were in the classroom of the fifteenth class of high school, but I didn't see it, so I was led by this director, so it was better to let Mo Ran go back to study!
Alas, but in this world, there are not only good things in pairs, but even such unlucky things come in pairs. How to say, I thought it was unlucky enough to follow the director to his office and be criticized! And compared to me, Mo Ran should be even more unlucky. But as a result, the unfortunate things are far more than that. More unfortunate things flew towards me like this.
This director, looking at it, wanted to take revenge on me for the last time I scolded him in front of so many people, and even wanted me to move the flower pots. He finally seized an opportunity and asked me to work, but I had to find a few difficult jobs to let me do.
Alas, I was really speechless! Let me move the pots, and I'll do it. From the first floor of the complex, I didn't take the elevator, and I kept moving the big flower pot to the third floor, and finally finished moving.
After moving, I have to go back, after all, I have to save Moran. But when I got there, Mo Ran had already been let go by the director. I just wanted to close the door and go out and go back to the classroom. As a result, the director stopped me: "Go back and review 10,000 words, and give it to me within three days." ”
"Huh?" As soon as I heard that there was still a 10,000-word review, I shouted in surprise! No, corporal punishment alone is not enough, and he even wants me to write a 10,000-word review.
"Ah what, that classmate of yours also has to write, she should go back and write it now, I'll tell you a 10,000-word review within three days, otherwise, you will wait to be punished by the school!" The director shouted at me.
I closed the door and prepared to go back to the classroom. It really annoyed me, not only did I not get the job done, but I was also asked by this broken director to do hard work to move flower pots, and sometimes asked me to write a 10,000-word review book. Sure enough, in this school, you have to keep a low profile and act carefully!
When I returned to class, Moran did not continue to study, but fell asleep on the desk. She usually cherishes her time the most to study, but now she is also lying on the desk and falling asleep?
Actually, I'm tired and out of breath, if the director knew that I had a cerebral insufficiency, he might start to be afraid! He must be afraid, what if something goes wrong with me moving these broken flower pots?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh. Suddenly I feel that I have such an illness, which is also a benefit! After all, no matter what, I also have this special treatment.
I'm also lying on the table, ready to get some sleep. Before going to bed, I thought that the next time the director of the Withered Melon Teaching Office was looking for me to do this and that, I would say to him loudly, "I'm not having enough blood supply to my brain and can't do heavy work." ”
Then, when I thought of it, there was an inexplicable disappointment here! I knew that when he asked me to move the flower pot just now, I told him that my cerebral blood supply was insufficient. But now that I think about it, it's true, if I said it, then wouldn't it be Mo Ran!
Forget it, in fact, this matter has nothing to do with Mo Ran at all, she is a victim. If I let Mo Ran do the heavy work because of my own words, I really can't help it!
I lay on my stomach on the table and quickly fell asleep. When I woke up from this sleep, it was almost time for class in the afternoon.
She woke up first, and she came to wake me up. She came over and pushed me, and then said to me, "Yongning, wake up, it's time for class, be refreshed!" ”
"Huh?" I rubbed my eyes and looked at Mo Ran in front of me, fortunately there was still her by my side, otherwise what would I do. Wouldn't I be alone without this good friend? All of a sudden, I started thinking about my best friends from junior high school.
The so-called getting along, of course, is that the longer the time, the deeper the relationship. The relationship between three years in junior high school is indeed deeper than more than a month in high school! To be honest, in such a huge class, in addition to Mo Ran and Wu Yuzhe, I have a lot of words, and there are two or three people, and I haven't spoken once.
There are a few people, and I've spoken a few words to them, but it's limited to just a few words. What we said in more than a month may not be as much as what Moran and I said in a day!
Alas, instead of thinking about all the tedious mess, I took out the biology book I needed for the first class of the afternoon and put it on the table. It is said that this class seems to have changed teachers.
It is said that the biology teacher before us should go to the hospital to give birth, and I don't know when I will be able to come back. This changed teacher, listening to what Banban said, she is an old teacher, and she has been teaching for ten years. The lecture is definitely not as lively as the previous teacher, but the knowledge point telling should be more professional.
The bell rang and the female teacher came in through the front door of the classroom. Look at her personable and energetic appearance, although she is not young, she still looks the same old and experienced.
She walked up to the podium, cleared her throat, and then said to us: "Hello everyone, the previous biology teacher in your class has gone to the hospital to give birth, and I will teach you the biology class in our class in the future, my surname is Xiao, thank you." ”
I didn't expect this teacher Xiao to be so polite, she introduced herself and said thank you to the students sitting below us. If it's another teacher, how can I say that even if there is a thank you, I won't add everyone to the back!
The students sitting below us began to applaud when they heard Wu Yuzhe be the first to start applauding. To be honest, we also have a tacit understanding. At least, our whole class can understand Wu Yuzhe's so-called "code" together, and then applaud together.
After Mr. Xiao introduced himself, he began to lecture. She said: "Students, in the future, in class, you must develop a good habit of taking notes, every Friday I will check the week's note-taking, and at least you must copy the board books I wrote." ”
Teacher Xiao said this, and I began to look for my blank notebook. Luckily, I found it. I seem to have only this one notebook left, and the cover is also pressed under my school bag, which is broken.
Forget it, it's better to have a notebook than to take notes without a notebook! I thought so as I jotted down the board book that Mr. Xiao wrote on the blackboard.
In this era of multimedia, it is rare to see a teacher like this who still uses a chalk head and writes a board book on the blackboard.
Today is also a rare day after the start of school, and there are many rare days! and that 10,000-word review, which really made me sad for a long time.
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