The atmosphere in the office was a little weird.

One by one, scrutinizing eyes fell, and all the teachers sitting on the sofa crossed their legs in unison, and then picked up their cups and drank water.

Ning Zhixu looked at them silently, his expression slightly helpless.

"That..."Wang Yidong, who was the class officer, was the first to speak with a thermos cup: "Ning Zhixu, if it weren't for your father explaining the reason to us, you would be considered a total truancy, and you would not be punished many times." What's more, the punishment for the last time you hit someone hasn't been eliminated. It's a bad thing. ”

Chinese teacher Li Ying answered: "It's very bad. And you're still biased, you answered 150 in math last time, and you only answered 147 in Chinese, why do you look down on me? ”

The little old man who taught mathematics coughed dryly: "He also sleeps in my class." ”

The new English beauty teacher joined the conversation: "I haven't seen his face." It's always a lump of black hair. ”

The chemistry teacher and the biology teacher nodded in agreement.

Yang Yong added: "It's really bad. ”

Ning Zhixu: "......."

He wanted to pull a group chat for them, and the group name was 'Tricks and Spit Ning Zhixu'.

The young man pulled his lips and bowed respectfully, with a good attitude like a good baby: "Teachers are sorry. ”

The school bully lowered his head.

And they lifted up their hands and drank their glasses.

Then he tacitly said: "That's it?" Do you think the school is your home? ”

Several people obviously came prepared and negotiated terms with him.

Ning Zhixu directly helped them pave the steps: "I accept any punishment." ”

"Okay."

Just waiting for his words.

The Chinese teacher who was dissatisfied with his bias took the lead in attacking: "Copy each of the three classical Chinese texts ten times in the past two weeks." ”

Not to be outdone, the math teacher said: "I still have 12 sets of papers. ”

The English teacher followed suit: "I am a new teacher, and I still have hope for Ning Zhixu. Forget the punishment, you can copy the words of the fourth and fifth units of the next book for me a hundred times. ”

It's a good sentence 'just punish it'.

Wang Yidong couldn't listen anymore, and stood up by slapping the table: "Teachers, be merciful, after all, he still has to sort out half a physics notebook." ”

Ning Zhixu was speechless again.

Seeing that the teenager was isolated and helpless, Yang Yong came out to seek justice: "I don't teach, I only have one request for Ning Zhixu, and I must participate in any school activities in the future, especially competitions." Then write a review and submit it. This time, you don't have to read it publicly, save some face for you, just post it on the bulletin board for a week, and don't forget to sign it. ”

It's tougher than the other.

Destined to accompany the little girl to stay in the tenth middle school, for all the above requirements, the teenager unconditionally compromised: "Okay." ”

All the teachers looked at each other and clinked glasses.

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Ning Zhixu followed Wang Yidong back to the classroom before the end of the morning self-study.

Everyone in the classroom is studying quietly.

The handsome boy appeared at the door of the classroom with a bag on his back, and the girl who noticed this scene let out a small whisper.

The two people in the last row also looked up.

Qu Boyang trembled and hugged the table tightly: "Nannan, I used his table, will the nasty ghost beat me?" ”

Nan Yi Mo got feelings: "It's not the first time you've been beaten anyway." ”

Because of the transfer of Qu Boyang, there are no vacancies in the class.

Wang Yidong also noticed this problem and pointed to the spacious position in the back row: "Ning Zhixu, you go to the second class next door to move a set of tables and chairs, their class has a surplus." In order to prevent you from doing evil to your tablemates, you should sit down by the window by yourself. ”