Chapter 22: On the right track
There was a lot of noise in the classroom, and the seats were changed again, and Muyang was arranged in the last row and sat with the old cat Xiaolinzi.
I don't know what the teacher thinks, this time I changed the seat and put the good ones in front directly, and the poor ones were thrown to the last row to fend for themselves.
Is the teacher going to give up on me? It's a question that every kid in the last row thinks about, and with this thought in their heads, most people don't dig into it.
Everyone was boiled in warm water, and when they reacted, they could no longer keep up with the pace of good students, so they simply messed around, and went out to work early after graduation to reduce the burden on the family.
In the third class in the morning, the history teacher touched his head, which had been bald for many years, and looked at the new row of seats in surprise.
"You're changing seats again?"
"Well, teacher, the head teacher transferred it to us, the front ones are all good learners, and the back ones are all poor learners." It was Wang Zhen who spoke, as a representative of the history class, and as the object of Wang Yong, she was not afraid of any threat and dared to speak out about the facts.
"This is nonsense!"
As the history teacher of the last junior high school teacher, I didn't understand this arrangement, but after all, I didn't care about the class, so I could only complain a few words.
"Forget it, I'm not your homeroom teacher, and I didn't interfere with what your homeroom teacher did, the classmates in the back couldn't hear it and sat in front."
Some of the students in the last row heard the teacher tell them to go to the front to listen to the class, and they picked up the bench and ran forward, the students in the front row ignored him, and the students in the back row despised him, but in the end, a kind-hearted female classmate moved half a place for him.
"Okay, students open the textbook, today we will learn Peking Ape."
Peking Man is characterized by thick brow bones and a protruding mouth, much like an ape.
When the history teacher was lecturing, Xiao Linzi laughed and asked him why he laughed, and he said that the history teacher also had thick eyebrow bones, a mouth stretched forward, and other characteristics were exactly the same as those of the Peking ape.
Muyang and the old cat were immediately amused, and then the two of them told the people around them about it, and the students in the last row laughed.
The history teacher thought that his class was lively and interesting, and he talked even harder and more happily.
After laughing enough, Xiao Linzi felt bored, and saw that Yang Hao had a deck of playing cards on the table, so he thought about playing cards.
Anyway, the teacher doesn't care about himself, so just get high!
"Yang Hao, let's fight the landlord!"
Yang Hao was addicted to stealing vegetables on the Internet every day and couldn't keep up with his studies, so he was assigned to the penultimate row by the teacher, so he was quite happy, after all, he was stronger than Muyang.
"How can the two of us fight the landlord!"
"You wait, I'll ask Muyang if he can play."
Muyang has never played cards, and he didn't bring himself when others played cards at home last time, so this time he has to study and study carefully.
Xiao Linzi began to deal cards, and when he was dealing cards, he looked at the history teacher, and the history teacher did not pay attention to him, and it didn't take long for a stack of cards to be distributed into the hands of three people.
Mu Yang gently rubbed the cards, there were two ghosts, he didn't understand what this meant? I want to ask other people, but I'm afraid that others will laugh at me.
"Muyang, Yang Hao is the landlord, let's fight him."
"Okay."
Yang Hao made a three, Lin Hao followed a five, Muyang was about to follow the card, and a hand stained with chalk ash stopped Muyang.
It's a history teacher, and I'm still laughing at the teacher's thick eyebrows and mouth sticking forward like an ape, and I laugh as long as I think about it, but now I can't laugh anymore.
Under the pair of gold-wire glasses was a pair of terrifying eyes, staring at Muyang in his heart, he glanced around, and found that he didn't know when, everyone looked at him.
Damn, it's this kind of look again, this kind of melon-eating eyes that don't make a big deal to see the excitement.
"Fighting the landlord in class?"
"A demon on the edge of the knife? Are you a flea and I can't see you? ”
Muyang didn't dare to say anything, didn't reply, and wanted to take care of the matter by himself through silence, but the history teacher has been teaching for twenty years, and he has seen more students than Muyang eats in the morning.
The history teacher asked the students in the last row to stand up, and then looked at their drawers, and soon Xiao Linzi was pulled out, and he was as silent as Muyang and didn't dare to speak.
The history teacher asked the penultimate row to stand up again, checked it, and Yang Hao was arrested.
The three of them were brought to the podium, and the history teacher asked majestically.
"You three, who is the landlord?"
Well, at this moment, none of the three of them dared to speak, they all lowered their heads, the history teacher was angry, and he was very angry when he met a student who didn't speak.
He held Xiao Linzi's head with his left hand, Yang Hao's head with his right hand, and then gathered his strength in the middle.
Boom! Bang.
Yang Hao and Xiao Linzi both had bloodshot eyes, and the limbs of the two of them shook uncontrollably, and it seemed that they had a slight concussion and didn't run.
Mu Yang was afraid that he would also be coming, and waited anxiously for the punishment to come, maybe he had achieved his goal just now, or maybe he couldn't find a spare head, so Mu Yang was spared the pain of flesh and skin.
Yang Hao and Xiao Linzi are still spinning in circles, Muyang always habitually looks at Song Bing'er every time he faces an embarrassment, but not Liang Xinxin, this is because Song Bing'er is the class flower in the class, and you can know how unbearable she is by looking at her expression.
Liang Xinxin, at this time, Muyang has begun to selectively lose her memory to avoid her existence.
Song Bing'er smiled, she smiled secretly, and pretended to be serious, when she saw Muyang looking at her, she laughed again, her chubby little face was flushed, very cute, in order to avoid misunderstanding, she blocked her face with a book again, and didn't let Muyang look at it.
"You three come with me and go to your homeroom teacher."
Hearing the head teacher, the three human bodies were weak and sifting chaff, and they couldn't stop swinging.
The history teacher made a phone call, and the head teacher went downstairs, and when he came down, he was exactly five minutes away from class, knowing that the students were playing cards in class, and the head teacher went up directly to one person with a big mouth.
Mu Yang covered his face and looked at the head teacher's fat face, looking like a shrew at this moment.
"Don't you three miss it too, if you don't miss it, just tell me, I won't stop you."
Okay, it turns out that we were put in the last row to drive us away, and if that's the case, then I'll just go.
"Teacher, no, I was beaten by Xiao Linzi."
Yang Hao relented and began to quibble.
"Flies don't bite eggs, and if you don't want to fight, he'll force you to do it."
Yang Hao's face was red and his ears were red.
"If any of you don't want to miss it, tell me now."
The three of them thought about it for a while, but decided to finish junior high school first.
The head teacher did not continue to press, and asked each of the three to write a 1,000-word guarantee letter, and then let them go back to the classroom.
Not long after, the sound of moving desks came from the classroom, and the three of Muyang Xiaolinzi and Yang Hao were arranged with luxury aircraft seats.
On the left side of Yang Hao, on the right side of Xiaolinzi, in the middle of Muyang, the original first row was moved back, and now the three of them can't study anymore.