Ouyang Yuran was stunned for a moment and said, "Forty-five people? ”

Bai Mu Xia Xi glanced at the list and said, "It's forty-five people, but I don't know why, I always feel that these names are similar, so familiar!" ”

"Can you be unfamiliar? It was originally a class. A female voice came from outside the door.

"Teacher Jiang!" The crowd shouted.

I saw a middle-aged woman wearing a long black dress floating in, even if she was a little old, and her black hair was mixed with some silver threads, she couldn't offset the fluttering and luxurious when she was young.

"You guys one by one, one class after another, have been in each other for six years and still don't know each other? How is my memory worse than that of Mr. Jiang? Jiang Ling scolded with a smile, with some doting in her tone, after all, she watched the children who grew up, and after six years of getting along day and night, she had long regarded them as her own children.

The crowd bowed their heads in embarrassment.

Jiang Ling chuckled and said, "You guys are still like this!" After a little scolding, one by one I can't wait to lower my head to the ground! ”

Zheng Lun'er couldn't help but answer: "But how dirty the ground is!" ”

Jiang Ling listened to her words and smiled and said, "Zheng Lun'er, you used to talk a lot, but now that you are such a big person, you still talk so much, they are all people who have gone to Ben Er!" You have to grow a little bit! ”

"Is that more talk considered growth?" Ouyang Yuran blurted out.

"Ouyang Yuran, you are also a kind of talker! I wasn't angry with me before! ”

Ouyang Yuran stuck out his tongue.

Ouyang Yi put down the novel he had just picked up and said with a smile: "Teacher Jiang, do you remember me?" ”

Jiang Ling glanced at him and said, "Teacher Jiang forgot your sister Ouyang Yuran, it's okay to say, is it possible to forget you Ouyang Yi?" ”

The audience burst into laughter, Ouyang Yi was bored with himself, pouted and buried his head in the book.

"Wow! It's really a class! Young Luo Mo put down the photo in his hand and sighed.

"Luo Mo, you still don't recognize our photos when you carry them around!" Ye Tianyu complained.

Luo Mo stuck out his tongue and said for himself: "Isn't everyone growing up!" It's inevitable! ”

"Oh......" everyone said in disgust.

Everyone was chatting happily, but Chen Luo, the future history teacher, looked at the noisy classroom and sighed: "These people are so good at making trouble when they first come, what will they do if they get acquainted in the future!" ”

After that, Chen Luo took out a small notebook and a pen from his pocket and said while writing: "I have to write down the name, and pay attention in the future, who came just now...... Ouyang Yuran, Ouyang Yi, Lu Dui, Zheng Guaner...... Why are the names of the students in this class so strange?"

Jiang Ling glanced out the window, Chen Luo was taking notes in the notebook, she chuckled and said, "Your history teacher happened to be here, let her say a few words." Chen Luo! ”

"Eh, here we are." Chen Luo put away his notebook and walked in, "Originally, we were supposed to go to class on the first day, but seeing that you guys are so noisy, I will talk about all the discipline that will be taught in class in the future." ”

Chen Luo wrote his name on the blackboard and said, "My name is Chen Luo." I had just been in the hallway when I heard the voice of your class, it was very noisy. Especially these students, the names you Teacher Jiang just mentioned: Ouyang Yuran, Ouyang Yi, Lu Du, Zheng Guaner. ”

"No! Teacher! My name is Rommer! Teacher! Luo Mo shouted.