After the bell rang, the air in the classroom seemed to be condensed, and it became silent, and all the students sat upright, and none of them dared to talk to each other.

The first class in the afternoon was a politics class, and from the way everyone sits, expressions and movements, it can be seen how afraid every student is of the political teacher.

Such a serious attitude in class is absolutely invisible in the classrooms of other teachers, and even Xie Mengxing's prestige as a class teacher cannot achieve this effect.

Zhang Jinxuan and Zheng Yun were the same, the former put a pair of arms on the desk, his posture was straight, deliberately ignoring the latter, tilted his head towards the door of the classroom, leaving only a long black hair as a curtain, covering all her expressions.

The latter also sat upright, following the door of the classroom with a serious look, but his eyes flickered non-stop, and from time to time he drifted back and forth between the former's hair and the classroom door.

Occasionally pursed his lips and smiled, secretly looking at the former's smooth hair, resisting the urge to reach out and caress it, and did not bother the other party.

After about five minutes, a belated figure appeared at the door of the classroom, and the figure was a middle-aged woman, who was Lu Fenfang, the political teacher of the third and fifth classes of junior high school.

If you just listen to her name, it's hard to guarantee that no one will do that sniffing and sniffing and mistaking her for a big beauty covered in aloe vera.

In fact, otherwise, she is not worthy of a beauty at all, not only is she not a beauty, but she is not as short as she is, in general, she can only be summed up in one sentence, that is, it is better to be famous than to meet.

Lu Fenfang, thirty-five years old, is not tall by eye, counting the hatred of the sky worn under his feet, about one meter five or five, whether there is a height increase pad in the shoes, it is unknown.

Wearing a set of dark green casual clothes, standing at the door of the classroom looks like a trash can on the side of the road, can you imagine, how fat is she?

With a serious face, it is difficult to see a smile, holding a stack of test papers in his left hand, holding a political textbook in his right hand, pausing at the door of the classroom, and then glancing into the classroom, before stepping into the classroom.

At the moment when she stepped into the classroom, the squad leader Zhang Lirong moved concisely, stood up quickly, and blurted out at the right time: "Stand up!" ”

After all the students heard the voice, they followed and stood up, their movements were crisp and neat, and no one dared to drag the mud and water, and said in unison: "Hello teacher!" ”

The sound was like a bell, like an action, and the shout came out categorically, without a trace of procrastination, which shows how afraid the students are of this political teacher.

Zheng Yun is the same, he knows very well why the students are afraid of Lu Fenfang, it is really because Lu Fenfang is too strict, not to mention the strictness for the time being, let's talk about her methods of cleaning up the students, which is even more varied.

Beating and scolding and corporal punishment are too trivial, she doesn't bother to use them at all, what she likes most is to be a whole person, even if she is as bold as Zheng Yun, after being rectified by her a few times, she has become honest.

After being rectified, a few students were unconvinced, and they ran to the principal's office to complain, but what a problem! It doesn't work at all.

Because, the fat principal is her own brother, not only that, but even the director of the Provincial Department of Education is also her own father, in this case, what is the use of complaining?

After the news came out, all the students were deflated, and they all became good students, and none of them dared to desert in Lu Xiangxiang's class.

Zheng Yun still remembers that when Lu Fenfang first went to class in the third and fifth classes of junior high school, after hearing the sparse greetings of her classmates, her fat face was longer than a horse's face in an instant, and after throwing the textbook in her hand on the podium, she turned around and left, unwilling to pay attention to anyone.

When the students first saw this scene, they were all stunned, some timid students did not dare to speak, and naughty students like Zheng Yun directly used the classroom as a playground to play.

It's just that Lu Fenfang soon returned to the classroom, didn't get angry, didn't scold anyone, and asked Zhang Lirong to distribute a big bag of lollipops to each student with a smile, and said: "When we meet for the first time, please eat candy for the students." ”

At that time, the classmates, including Zheng Yun, all regarded this annoying political teacher as a bodhisattva, and they were all happy and happy, eager to go up and kiss her to express their gratitude.

How! Just after the sixty-three lollipops were divided into each other, Lu Fenfang revealed her hideous face on the spot.

Ask everyone to open the lollipop bag and put it in their mouth, and no one is allowed to eat it secretly, even if it is wet.

After class, whoever gets wet with a lollipop, or is missing a lap, then copy the political text of the day ten times, and no one is allowed to go home if they don't finish copying, and if they want to go home, they can call their parents to pick them up.

In that class, all the students were unforgettable, regardless of men and women, all of them were drumming.

With a lollipop in his mouth, his saliva flowed all over the ground, but he didn't dare to taste the taste, which was extremely embarrassing .......

At this time, Zheng Yun stood still like all his classmates, and the moment he saw Lu Fenfang holding the test paper, he was secretly happy in his heart.

When he went out in the morning, he was in a hurry, he didn't bring his political textbooks in his school bag, he didn't go home at noon, and he didn't read the class schedule until Lu Fenfang came to the door of the classroom, and he realized that he didn't bring political textbooks.

I thought that he was going to suffer in this class, but I didn't expect Lu Fenfang to enter the door with the test papers, and into the classroom with the test papers, what else can he do besides the exam? You can't send a test paper to wipe your butt by yourself, right?

"Hey, hey!" Zheng Yun thought with a lot of bad taste, straightened his face, and looked at Lu Xiangfang seriously.

Lu Fenfang didn't immediately pay attention to the greetings of the classmates, walked straight to the podium, put the test papers and political textbooks in her hands behind the podium table, and then glanced at the classroom again, nodded her head with a little satisfaction, and said flatly: "Hello students!" Have a seat! ”

After the words fell, the squad leader Zhang Licheng spoke out again in a timely manner: "Sit!" ”

The words are short, loud, and the word 'sit' comes out, just listen to "Bang!" After hearing the sound, all the students sat down in unison again, sitting upright one by one, without making a single noise, and not daring to make the slightest movement.

"Good!" Lu Fenfang nodded with satisfaction, a trace of relief crossed the corners of her chubby mouth, and teased: "It seems that in this class, no one is willing to stand with me in class, which makes me a little regretful!" But....... ”

Speaking of this, he paused and said humorously: "But I'm not going to stand in this class, let's just sit and take the exam together!" ”

"For the test of the second unit, I discussed it with the political teachers of other classes, and I took it to the surprise test today, and you in the province have a holiday tomorrow, and the test will be a mess at that time."

As she spoke, Lu Fenfang picked up the test paper and distributed it to the first table of students in each group, and said flatly: "Pass them backwards." ”

After hearing this, the students at the first table of each group reached out to take the test paper, and after each left a test paper, it was passed backwards, and from beginning to end, none of the students dared to speak or whisper.

After distributing the test papers, Lu Fenfang walked back to the podium, leaned on the podium table with both hands, looked at the students in the audience, and continued: "I don't need to remind you to accept the textbooks, right?" ”

"Everyone had better be conscious, if I catch cheating, you should know the consequences, one person cheats, everyone will be punished together, and each will supervise each other!"

After finishing speaking, he sat down on the chair behind the podium, opened the political textbook by himself, and looked at it casually.

After hearing the voice, no one of the students replied, one by one frowned, and they put away their textbooks one after another, not daring to speak, nor daring to whisper, only sighing secretly in their hearts.

The students who were assigned the test papers immediately buried their heads in hard work and worked hard to write, while the students who had not yet been assigned the test papers sat still and waited quietly.

For a while, the classroom was quiet again, and there was no sound except for the sound of reading the test papers and the writing of the pen.

"Poof......! Haematemesis! Is there a mistake? Why is your luck so bad? When Zheng Yun spread out the test paper, he was almost depressed and wanted to vomit blood, and complained to himself speechlessly.

Just because of the questions on the test paper, none of the questions he had ever seen, in such a situation, how could he not complain?

Politics class, originally by rote memorization, may be a chore for others, but it is a very easy thing for him, with his ability to forget, as long as he has seen it, then he will never forget.

was originally full of confidence to prepare for the exam, but how did he know that he had never seen all the questions, how could he not be depressed?

Zheng Yun thought about it for a long time, and then remembered that there were two classes on Saturday that were political classes, and that day he just skipped class because of a fight.

If he didn't go to class, he naturally didn't go to see what was taught in those two classes, and if he didn't read it, even if he had the ability to never forget, it was still the same.

"Oh buy ga! It's dead this time! Zheng Yun pretended to be calm, muttered to himself silently, and looked at the test paper intently, but his heart was extremely bitter.

I want to take out my political textbook and look through it, but no! He didn't even have a political textbook with him, and he didn't even have a chance to copy it.

Zheng Yun really didn't know what to do, put the test paper in his hand on the desk, and sighed helplessly: "Alas! What a disaster! ”

The voice is not loud, as thin as a mosquito and a fly, Zhang Jinxuan is close to him, but how can he not hear it? After hearing the sound, he suddenly became puzzled, stopped writing, glanced sideways slightly, and showed an inquiring look.

Zheng Yun was sensitive, looked up at the podium first, and saw that Lu Fenfang was spying on other classmates, so he looked sideways at Zhang Jinxuan, and motioned for her to lend him the test paper to copy.

Zhang Jinxuan paused for a moment, reacted quickly, rolled her eyes, and directly gave Zheng Yun a white eye, then turned her head to continue answering the question, and no longer paid attention to Zheng Yun.

That look, that expression, that action, it couldn't be more obvious: want to copy? No way!