Every semester, the school will re-divide the health area of each class, and the specific division form is that the class teachers get together for a small meeting and draw lots to decide the health area that each class is responsible for.

Before leaving, he specially instructed us to study quietly in the classroom, and he was going to have a meeting, which was a summary of the learning between their homeroom teachers and some detailed plans for the school this semester.

Self-study is also more interesting than taking a math class, as soon as he stepped out of the classroom door, the "gunshots" of the class couldn't wait to start.

How is it possible to study quietly on your own?

The girls in the front row are quite quiet and are studying seriously. But some of the boys in the back row had already pulled out their playing cards, and a few of them moved their stools and started to play cards.

The cards don't look new, and some of them are starting to turn black, which looks like they've been playing for a long time.

The players are quite quiet, entertaining themselves, not talking, and not so annoying.

What made people's teeth itch was that there were a few people talking loudly and chattering in the back, and from time to time there was a burst of laughter.

I had to talk so happily that I didn't take a break for half an hour, my mood was still very high, and I was very happy to laugh.

I miss the old class a little, really, only he can suppress these "splashing monkeys".

The time of a class passed quickly.

After class, it was even more noisy than class.

It's only been less than two weeks since the start of school, and these students have lost the state of striving for progress when they first came, and they have all begun to liberate themselves one by one, full of energy, chasing the classroom after class and making a fuss, chickens and dogs jumping, they are so naughty, they look like they are underbeaten.

The whip of the old class seems to have not been fired for a long time.

I glanced at Li Ling, wanting her to show the breeze of the squad leader and scare them.

But she didn't seem to be disturbed by the external environment, immersed in her own mathematical world, and calculated the math problems in her hand with a serious face.

This is the real academic bully, it's because I'm too impetuous, maybe they don't make noise at all, it's just that I can't concentrate on learning to find a fig leaf.

When I think about it, the feeling of shame takes over my heart, and I am happy to concentrate on the math problem in front of me, not to be disturbed by the external environment, and my goal is to make this problem.

There is a good saying, "The heart is calm and naturally cool".

Under my intense self-hypnosis, I was finally able to ignore the distractions around me, and I no longer paid attention to how many games my classmates in the back row had played, and I couldn't hear what the students were chatting about.

It was as if I had entered another world, and everything around me was black and white, and I was the only one in color.

After calculating two pages of scratch paper, the puzzle finally came to an idea. I figured it out, and it was done in five minutes, and I felt relieved.

Looking up at the clock on the blackboard, class was still fifteen minutes away. I figured that the old class would be back later, and with the math textbook, I found the English book and began to prepare.

Less than three minutes later, an earthquake-like sound of footsteps came from the front door of the classroom.

Apparently, he came back on the run.

The back row was in a state of confusion, helpless, stumbling, evacuating within 10 seconds, and posing as if he was studying.

Before the old class walked into the classroom, he was still lying at the door, only poked his head out and secretly glanced at us, and found that there was nothing unusual, so he walked into the classroom.

I'm afraid that he is the only one in the class who thinks that the behavior just now is "secret observation".

But his running footsteps, as well as the sound of panting breathing, had already exposed the fact that he had returned.

After all, it's the head teacher, and we're embarrassed to say it when we see through it, so we don't know what he looks like when he comes back, so we sit quietly.

Even if he stood on the podium, he still didn't raise his head, and studied without distraction.

"Ahem, everyone stop what they are doing and listen to me say a few things." He sat down, coughed lightly, and said righteously.

It wasn't until he had given the password that we looked up at him, pretending to have just known about his return.

"The health zone was just re-divided today......," he continued, but was interrupted by a couple of boys in the back row.

"Where? It can't be a school playground, right? A boy in the back row asked, a little frightened.

"How is that possible...... I'm so lucky......" Lao Ban said with a disdainful look on his face and a smug smile.

"Where is that?" Another boy scrambled to ask.

"Hey...... I'm super lucky, and I smoked a good place for everyone. "He deliberately sells off, I really want to beat people.

He said halfway and didn't continue.

Instead, he stood there alone and had fun for a while, and asked with a smile: "Haha, I drew a very close place for everyone......"

The class cheered, some exclaiming, "Wow, that's great!" ”

"This place is just ...... That toilet in front of our school building! The old class smiled and continued.

What the? Toilet, I see the toilet that will be cleaned for a year later?

I watched in disbelief as the old class happily announced this......

Some students couldn't accept it either, and randomly sighed: "Hey! ”

This is really "sighing" to my heart.

"Why do you feel that everyone is not happy? Isn't it good to smoke one so close? He looked at us with a puzzled expression.

Oh my God, that toilet is so dirty and so difficult, how can we be happy.

"Since everyone seems to be unhappy, then I'll announce another piece of good news!" The old class said with a smile, "In two weeks, the school will hold the first monthly exam for the third year of junior high school.

The third year of junior high school is to take the exam once a month, so you should be mentally prepared in advance.

Grades are important every time, so prepare well. ”

What the? Monthly exams? Good news?

I suddenly felt itchy in my ears, and I couldn't help but dig out with my hands, and found that nothing strange had gotten into my ears.

There are two weeks left before the exam, and the third year of junior high school is still the same every month, so it is called a monthly exam.

This news is even more exciting and scary than the news just now.

I was so scared that I suddenly fell asleep, and my mind was full of monthly exams in two weeks.

"Exams and exams, the magic weapon of the teacher, the lifeblood of the students."

Why is the third day of junior high school so painful?

Not only do you have to go to the toilet every once in a while to clean up, but you also have to take the exam once a month after a month, and you have to communicate with your parents if you don't do well.

"Talking to parents" is a really scary thing, it means that there is no freedom at school or at home.

In order to prevent him from giving me something to do, I will find my parents, old class, you still have time to rest and rest, don't worry about us less.

Hey, that's good luck?

Obviously, there is no one more unlucky than him.

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