The first class on Monday was a thunderous class meeting as usual.

Teacher Yang, the homeroom teacher of the first and second classes of high school, sat on the podium, holding a few pages of paper in his hand, recording the various problems found in the previous week.

What should be discussed, what should be given a hard order, and what should be adjusted...... At the end of the class, most of the class cadres were already standing in their seats waiting for the final judgment.

When Mr. Yang finished summarizing, he put the pages next to him, raised his eyes and swept over the people who were standing.

Picking up the small wooden stick that had been placed on the podium last week, he flipped it in his hand, stood up and said, "Do you know what you did wrong?" ”

"Yes," the few people standing in the room replied in unison.

"Know? Okay, who's going to come up first and let me find the feel? Teacher Yang walked to the left side of the podium with a small wooden stick, and did not name anyone to go up.

Jiang Xinqi looked at Yang Anze who was standing in front of him, and secretly turned around and whispered to the squad leader Hu Xing, "Squad leader... Monitor... Come on, you're the number one, and now you're on top. ”

Hu Xing stood there and secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Yang Anze, indicating that she heard Yang Anze's words, but she didn't want to deal with him.

Yang Anze also secretly turned his head to look at Hu Xing, waiting for her to quickly stand up and make a pot, giving up the small self to achieve the big me.

Jiang Xinqi looked at Hu Xing's reaction and knew that she would never take the initiative to stand up, so she raised her foot and kicked Yang Anze's leg lightly, asking him to be honest.

Yang Anze, who was kicked, didn't turn his head back, his right hand was behind his back, and he bent his index finger and middle finger and tapped twice on Jiang Xinqi's table, then quickly withdrew his hand and pretended to be a good baby.

Originally, I wanted to knock Jiang Xinji, but I didn't expect the classroom to be too quiet, and the crisp percussion sound clearly fell on everyone's ears.

Teacher Yang's eyes immediately locked on Yang Anze, and said jokingly: "It seems that Anze is ready, come here." ”

Yang Anze knew that it was useless to hide, so he simply walked to the podium generously, stood facing the blackboard, and waited for Mr. Yang's "education of love".

Teacher Yang saw Yang Anze coming over, and he automatically consciously prepared to be beaten, and didn't say anything about him.

"Hu Xing, Li Heming, Hongyou, Zhang Hao......, a few of you are also here."

Teacher Yang put his hands behind his back, staggering and waiting for a few people to come to the podium slowly, during which he looked back at Yang Anze, who was still standing in place, and he stood there honestly waiting to be beaten.

Jiang Xinqi sat in his place and looked at the people walking towards the podium, all of them shrunk their necks and turned their backs to their classmates, probably feeling a little embarrassed.

However, Yang Anze stood there very leisurely, and he had the leisure to play with the watch wheel to refract the sun, if Jiang Xinqi hadn't been paying attention to him, he would not have associated the small light spot on the wall with him.

Whether it is from the front or the back, it is obediently in serious reflection, but the watch he has always worn on his left wrist has now been changed to his right wrist, and his hand has been twitching, and the light on the wall is constantly changing positions with Yang Anze's wrist twitching.

Teacher Yang saw that everyone had come up, walked to the few people standing in the row with a small wooden stick, and pulled Yang Anze over.

raised the small wooden stick in his hand and entertained Yang Anze with a meal of "bamboo whip fried meat", and Yang Anze jumped up and down vigorously, but his arm was dragged and he couldn't dodge, and the result was not in vain.

Letting go of the hand holding Yang Anze, he switched to the next target with a wrong step, jumped up and down in another game, and then stood with Yang Anze and waited for the final fall.

Hu Xing was the last to be beaten, probably because she was the only girl, and she started a little lightly; It may also be that the anger is almost dissipated in the end, just forget it twice.

"Snap"

Teacher Yang threw the small wooden stick onto the podium table, and a crisp sound seemed to give every student sitting a twitch in their hearts, and they subconsciously shook it.

At this moment, everyone remembered this seemingly gentle "strict teacher" - Yang Ying.

"Let's go back and sit down."

Teacher Yang looked at the several class cadres who were standing there waiting for a lecture after being beaten and aggrieved, and kindly asked them to return to their positions first.

Yang Anze flashed back to his seat in three or two steps, and he had already sat down when others were still walking in the aisle.

When Hu Xing passed by Yang Anze's side, he whispered: "Squad leader, you are so uninteresting, just watching the old class beat me so many times, I suffered most of it for you, and the most painful ones were greeted to me......"

Hu Xing didn't dare to talk, slowed down and listened to Yang Anze's chatter, he was just talking, and next time he would definitely be the first to go up.

Jiang Xinqi listened to Yang Anze's words, thinking that you were beaten, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

Yang Anze looked back at Jiang Xinqi with a smile and said, "It's okay, just watch the fight hard." ”

Seeing that Jiang Xinji's face was about to wrinkle into a bun, he said seriously: "It's really okay, my mother hasn't beaten me for several years, and I just got a few hits, I thought I messed with my mother again, I feel okay." ”

After a pause, he said, "Tsk, I was still thinking just now if I should find a time to give my mother a chance to let her reminisce about the feeling again?" Will you forget how to hit someone after too long? ”

"Poof" Jiang Xinqi almost burst out laughing when he heard Yang Anze's self-talk, he was really defeated by his brain circuit, who wants to find a beater if he's fine!

I really don't know what to say, so I have to give my adoring thumbs up and praise you with both hands.

Yang Anze raised his head proudly, and the corner of his eye noticed that the others were almost seated, so he quickly sat upright.

Teacher Yang waited for a while, saw that the students in the class were all sitting obediently, and there was no whispering voice, and then he said: "We talked a lot in this class meeting, discussed a lot, there were rewards and punishments, and there were also a little changes......

"I don't think the self-discipline in our class is very good, and someone always needs to restrain it, what about the disciplinary committee of our class?"

As soon as Yang Anze heard Mr. Yang speak like this, he knew that he had added life to himself, so he reluctantly stood up, drooping his head and not speaking.

Teacher Yang looked at Yang Anze's appearance and knew that he had a little emotion, and said, "Are you a member of the disciplinary committee who is vacant?" ”

"I'm sorry teacher, I failed to live up to your expectations." A certain member of the disciplinary committee did not raise his head, but his attitude of admitting his mistake was quite good.

Teacher Yang: "Well, it's okay, novices will inevitably make mistakes, give you another chance, I hope you can grasp the discipline of our class this time, I don't want any teacher to come to me to complain that our class is an unorganized and undisciplined bastard class." ”

Yang Anze raised his head violently and looked at Teacher Yang and asked, "Teacher, don't you think you should change the disciplinary committee?" ”

"Do you have any good recommendations?" Teacher Yang asked rhetorically with a smile.

"No" Yang Anze didn't dare to say something in his mouth, even if he did, he didn't dare to say it, what if you gave someone a meal of "bamboo whip fried meat"!

"So you're still the best candidate."

"No one listens, what can I do!" Yang Anze muttered quietly at a volume that Teacher Yang could hear.

"Listen, we're all obedient." As soon as the whole class heard this, they quickly expressed their unanimous attitude.

Teacher Yang smiled and picked up the small wooden stick on the table, and said: "It's okay if you don't listen, this stick will be equivalent to Shang Fang's sword in our class in the future, if anyone makes a mistake again and doesn't listen to the advice, just hit it first." ”

Yang Anze looked at the stick in Mr. Yang's hand, and he could still feel the pain it caused by it on his back.

What is this? Give a gold medal for a beating?!