Do you still want to carry it?

Qiao Yu's legs were a little sore.

"Take out the political and metallurgical textbook and memorize the first page."

"Yes, Teacher."

She sighed inwardly.

At home, the Master rarely punished her like this.

On the day the rules were established, it was just three boards.

Master said that rules hang over the head, which is both admonition and constraint.

Let her know that it hurts, and when he beats Jiang Yin in the future, he will know how powerful this board is.

The words are heavy.

But the master loved her, and he promised a lot of benefits later.

She put her mind in order, opened the political and metallurgical textbook, and read it patiently.

The class bell rang.

Teacher Xu didn't leave.

This class is an English class.

The English teacher stood at the door with high heels, and when she saw the head teacher disciplining the students, she didn't say anything.

But.

Is this kid Qiao Yu?

Yesterday, she read the essay in Chinese.

Whether it's talent or politeness.

This kid shouldn't make mistakes.

She thought so, but saw that Qiao Yu had already closed the textbook.

"Done?"

Teacher Xu spoke first, and his tone was eager.

Qiao Yu nodded.

"I'm done."

Ten minutes between classes!

Memorize a page!

The class was in complete uproar.

Hell, he looked at Qiao Yu.

Teacher Xu opened the political and metallurgical textbook.

"You listen to me behind your back."

No way.

When pigs fly.

The overcast autumn day was cool, but Mr. Xu's back was crispy and numb and oozing sweat.

He stared at the political textbook.

In my ears was the voice of Qiao Yu reciting slowly and steadily.

Good word!

Really, it's a good word!

The English teacher was also alarmed.

She took the lesson plan and walked over herself.

"Teacher Xu, this kid, did you make a mistake?"

She glanced at Qiao Yu.

"How do you memorize political texts early in the morning?"

"Teacher Xiaohong, do you have an English lesson plan?"

"......" English teacher Hong asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Teacher Xu didn't explain, she directly took the lesson plan in her hand and looked at Qiao Yu expectantly.

"I've read your English test papers, you try to memorize them."

Qiao Yu: "......"

Also back.

She spoke hard for the first time.

I discussed.

"Teacher, why don't you change? It's okay to hit the palm of your hand. ”

She didn't want to carry it.

Rather be beaten.

Anyway, it's to beat Jiang Yin.

I'm sorry brother for a while.

Teacher Xu was in a hurry.

Where is he punishing her.

"Do you have a good memory? Can you remember? ”

He asked cautiously.

"......" Qiao Yu shook his head: "I can remember it for a while, but I still need to consolidate and deepen it before I can remember it." ”

Drink –

It's really unforgettable!

The class has exploded.

It's completely noisy.

"This Qiao Yu is awesome."

"Proper Student!"

"Who said it was a repeater? Slap it in the face. ”

Shocking voices followed.

Teacher Xu didn't care about discipline.

He looked at Qiao Yu seriously again.

For the first time, I feel like I'm heroic!

If it weren't for the fact that he resolutely showed the composition to the old principal.

Can the old headmaster accept this talent?

No way! No way!

Qiao Yu is good at liberal arts.

Learn a science!

If it's in their liberal arts group.

He will cultivate it well!

No worse than the old headmaster!

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

Anxiously pacing back and forth in the class.

He was going to rob the old headmaster of the apprentice.

But this look fell in Qiao Yu's eyes, which made her startled.

Finished.

Mr. Xu must be looking for a guy to beat people!

He just wants to make rules today!

"Next week, Yucheng Satellite TV will hold a poetry conference, the teacher will sign up for you, and you will represent our No. 1 Middle School to try?"

"Teacher!"

Fang Wenhui's face was anxious, and she immediately stood up.

This quota on TV, Yin Yin is hers.