"Can he be considered a class representative?" The new mentor is extremely disdainful. Looking at the students nodding in unison, I still couldn't believe it. In his mind, what is the so-called class representative...... Normally, the choices of the slum college must be: tall and strong, powerful, fierce and vicious, stinky fart, and four or five little brothers around him.

It can also be: brightly dressed, rich family, ruthless eyes, stinky fart, and four or five little brothers around him.

Or: delicate and expensive, the second generation of official power, arrogant attitude, stinky fart, four or five little brothers around him.

Now.

This man...... Thin and thin, malnourished hemp stick-like body, can this kind of goods be the representative of the shift?

Can this be 'convincing'?

More importantly, as a class representative, whether you are serving the public by force or finance, or being selected by borrowing your father's name, you must at least bring a group of younger brothers and dogs, otherwise who can you suppress if something happens? This guy can't be the kind of person who becomes a class representative with excellent grades, right? Does the former teacher have a problem with his brain to let this kind of scum be the class representative?

There is no dog's foot waiting by the side, and you have the audacity to call yourself the class representative? Not afraid of being dragged through the school building and beaten into a rookie dog?

Slowly.

Wrong!

"When I got up, as a class representative, I actually slept in the classroom. Like something, get up for me, get up! The new mentor roared.

Dunant didn't move.

That's like saying: Sample. There was no thunderous sound, and I wanted to wake up my uncle who was sleeping in class. It's a dream!

Seeing this, the new mentor's face turned pale, distorted, and deformed. The representative of Ni Mei's class, this tutor has been beating the rooster at this time, and he didn't give a reaction at all. Said to be in danger of sitting, said to be good to please and laugh, said good to grovel?

This is not scientific!

The new mentor put on a 'you're done' expression, approached, slammed Dunant's table hard, and yelled, "Get up, get up for me, little scum." I'll count three times, and if you don't get up and apologize solemnly, your final appraisal will be over. This tutor does what he says, and when the time comes, it will be useless for the principal to intercede, and he will definitely kick you out of school. One, two......"

Count, count.

"Teacher." A well-behaved round-faced female classmate suddenly raised her hand, looking like I had something to do and made a small report.

The new mentor was stunned, stopped, and said unhappily: "Say." ”

The female classmate with a vegetable-colored face coughed, and said, "Report to Teacher Lu, Du Bandai's final evaluation has been passed." ”

"Oh. Yes? What does that mean? ”

"Ahem, that's right." The round-faced female classmate was a little proud, but she didn't dare to be too proud, and said in a low voice: "Teacher, you don't know, Du Bandai has passed the intermediate academic assessment a year ago. Therefore, you do not need to participate in the final assessment after two months, and you do not need to be graded by the teacher. ”

"And that kind of thing?" The corners of the new Teacher Lu's mouth twitched.

This girl......

The results are a little too good.

"And." Xiao Yuan's face continued to be a little proud: "Five days ago, Du Bandai participated in the senior academic evaluation. As a result, it was ranked first in Quanbaiquan City and fifth in the south of the Quanjiang River. The school has already made a decision that Du Bandai does not need to be evaluated, and he can go directly to the high class. And his fifth-level evaluation in the entire Jiangnan Department will also be recorded. There is no need for a second assessment for senior classes. After two years, you can directly graduate with the best grades in the history of the school! ”

After the little round face finished speaking, he sat down obediently.

Only the new ancient literature class instructor remains, Comrade Lu, who doesn't know the details...... Scattered in the wind.

Nimei's.

The small middle class students even completed the senior academic assessment, and they also ranked fifth in the entire Jiangnan region.

What the is this still human?

According to this meaning, as long as he mixes small days, he automatically goes to the high class...... Then continue to mix the small days and graduate from the high class automatically...... If there are people and financial resources, with the fifth place in the entire Jiangnan District and the first place in Baiquan City, it is also possible to enter the city Jinxiu University.

"Ahem, it turns out that Du's grades are so good." Teacher Lu turned his eyes sly, and he was full of the expression of 'grasping pigtails for 20 years', indicating that the students who folded their wings in their hands had at least a basket: "However, in terms of the moral evaluation of daily rules, I still need the ...... of this tutor."

"Teacher."

Another thin-eyed student raised his hand and interrupted Mr. Lu's planned remarks.

Teacher Lu felt bad: "You say." ”

"Dubande's daily routines are appreciated by the school. Due to the good results of Du Bandai in Baiquan City and fifth in the south of the Yangtze River, the Chishui District Science and Education Bureau specially promoted the vice president of the school to the deputy director of the Science and Education Bureau. Therefore, Du Bandai's daily rules are affirmed by Director Fang. If the tutor in charge of the class vetoes Du Bandai's moral evaluation, it is equivalent to vetoing Director Fang's opinion. I think Director Fang must be very unhappy when he finds out. ”

After the thin pole finished speaking, he helped his glasses and sat down.

Do all the students put on a posture of 'Do you want to sing against the former vice president and the current director of the Science and Education Bureau'?

People relied on this sleeping bully to get promoted.

Are you going to tear it down?

"No, no, no, of course not." Tutor Lu couldn't stop sweating, and muttered: "That, this tutor doesn't mean that. I mean, Du's daily behavior needs to be studied hard and worthy of emulation. Principal Fang, no, no, Director Fang's opinion is certainly not wrong, how can I deny Director Fang's meaning, ha, ha......"

The students were dizzy when they listened.

Follow?

Learn from this sleeping bully?

You're making us all sleep during class, are you a class teacher? This thing sleeps desperately during the day, and runs around without a shadow at night, dare to imitate? This thing has eaten and slept enough during the day, slept enough to eat, and has not studied at all, can this be imitated? is obviously a middle class, but after the elevation academic exam, he won the first place in the city, how can this be imitated?

You must know that his ancient literature academics have even been invited to the war song class of the White Spring City Higher School three times...... He doesn't want to go yet!

Is this something that others can emulate?

"What kind of eyes do you have, do you doubt the words of the teacher? You must know that your final assessment is still in the hands of this tutor. I don't blame you for the past, but you have to know right and wrong, right and wrong. If you are still the same, your score in the daily rules will ......"

"Teacher." The little round face stood up again, as if he was going to make a small report again.

The corners of Mr. Lu's mouth twitched: "And?" ”

"Hmm." Xiao Yuan's face nodded obediently, indicating that the motivation of Xueba was not exhausted, and there was still left: "Regarding the situation of our class, Du Bandai has already said it." Because of his ineffective co-ordination, he caused everyone to go the wrong way, and he felt very, very guilty. Du Bandai decided to lead everyone to study hard again, if he didn't bring everyone well, all of them were brought into the elevation class, he didn't study anymore, and went home to pick up garbage. ”

"Don't read it?" Teacher Lu's face was blue and white.

He could fully imagine: Principal Fang, oh no, Director Fang pulled up his collar and yelled desperately: What about Lao Tzu's promotion to official wealth, you got him to pick up garbage? Why don't you hurry up and beg him to come back to the high class? You have to dare to disperse the establishment of the ancient literature class, see that Lao Tzu does not pull out your skin, and smokes your tendons!

No wonder.

There is such a group of old people in the school, and no one is willing to take over this class. Dare to be emotional, this scholar can't move, and this group of scum can't move. Whoever overturns the sign of Director Fang's promotion, whose good days will come to an end. The former principal stepped down, wouldn't it have something to do with this sleeping thing?

"Self-study." In a group of scumbags who despise skills, Mr. Lu counterattacked with a 'self-study ultimate' and flashed out of the battlefield.

Out of the classroom.

There was an uncomfortable cheer echoing in his ears.

The new mentor's face was distorted, and he had a fierce look of 'little scumbags, you are waiting for Lao Tzu'.

The students in the class turned their heads and looked at the sleeping representative of Dunan Duban, with very mixed feelings. He seems to be a little 'ungrateful' to Teacher Kong, and for the disciples left by Teacher Kong, they, Dunant did his best to protect them. They can't imagine whether this person is good or bad, seeing Mr. Lu's defeat and escape, everyone is in the same mood: you don't need to do it to win, and you don't need to move your mouth to win...... This is the real top student!

*********

"Teacher Lu wants to fix Dunant, are you kidding?"

School, private lounge for teachers.

A group of people are secretly debating.

The new class teacher of the ancient literature class, Mr. Lu, is discussing major matters with a slightly rich, brightly dressed, stinky fart, seven or eight little brothers around him, and a plump and stupid pig's head face in his arms. What the two sides talked about was the class representative of the ancient literature class, Dunan, the former vice principal's bargaining chip.

"No kidding, really."

The new teacher Lu said that the face that was beaten must be recovered. The class representative couldn't figure it out, so he naturally found the school bully...... No, the school representative head.

The pig's head face withdrew his meat hand and pushed the plump girl away.

A serious face.

"Teacher Lu, it's not that I, Zhu Dachang, refuse to help in this matter. Dunant's boy, I don't see him right. But you also know that he took the first place in Baiquan City some time ago, and he was still the fifth in the entire Jiangnan region. Although it is said that it is not very important, the fame is real. The school is staring at him very tightly, and he is considered a proud disciple of Director Fang. If you want to beat him, I'm afraid it's not easy to close the stall. ”

"You helped me this time, your intermediate ancient liberal arts subject must pass, plus excellent evaluation."

Teacher Lu thought about it and felt that the temptation might not be enough, and added a hint: "I can also help you think of a way for the advanced evaluation." As long as I'm still in school, I can guarantee you a good time in terms of grades. In other aspects, you are the representative of the school, and you know how to pass. ”

That's all he said.

Zhu Dachang immediately cracked his mouth and opened his arms, his eyes narrowed even smaller, and there was only one slit left.

In the civilian academy, the real class representatives and school representatives naturally have their own magical powers, and the most deficient aspect is: the grades are too poor!

Now is a great opportunity.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Dunant is a good student and needs more care and attention from the school. In short, you can't forget the original form because of small achievements, and you need to correct what you do right and what you do wrong. As a school representative, Zhu will definitely teach him a good lesson and let him go back to the road of no return. Director Fang, my father is also the director of the Chishui District Mining Bureau, so I don't scare him. Teacher Lu, please rest assured, this matter must be proper. ”

"That's good, there's Lao Zhu."

Mentor Lu smiled, but thought in his heart: You idiot, you can't say a word, and you are still on the road of no return, not your sister. You fat pig, you've been jealous of Dunant for a long time, and this time it's not a matter of guts. Fortunately, Lao Tzu doesn't need any capital. You have a good father, even if I mess with the evaluation, I don't think anyone will get stuck in your studies. Anyway, it is a favor for nothing, and it is pleasing to your heart, which can be regarded as a cheap family and two earnings.

And the people took counsel and dispersed.

On the roof, Dunant was lying asleep with a book. The following classic dialogue is naturally heard clearly.

Such a 'catastrophe'.

Dunant really didn't care.

In his heart, the difference between Mr. Lu and Zhu Dachang is nothing more than that: a Seiko stupid man, a pure natural stupid man.

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