readx; There are male and female class teachers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe male homeroom teacher in the third year of high school generally doesn't care, as long as he doesn't make a major mistake, the homeroom teacher will laugh it off. After all, the third year of high school focuses on academics, and it is not interesting to worry about some trivial matters, and the head teacher does not have so much energy to manage those trivial matters.

However, the female homeroom teacher is different.

Take Mu Qing as an example. As one of the only two female class teachers in the key science class of the third year of high school, she has always advocated the saying that if you don't sweep a house, you can sweep the world. Especially for dormitory hygiene, classroom hygiene management is very strict.

Mu Qing once said: A student who is messy in the dormitory must also have messy grades. I don't want to do simple folding quilts and tidying up the bed, let alone studying!

So Mu Qing paid close attention to the students in our class who had dirty and messy dormitories.

I have to say that Mu Qing also has the energy to do these things. If it is put on other class teachers, it will definitely be unbearable to pay attention to both learning and hygiene. But Mu Qing survived stubbornly. This keeps our classes and dormitories from becoming cowpens.

I once heard in my first and second years of high school that seniors in the third year of high school could go to school without tidying up the bed and folding the quilt. That's what envy. But as time passed, we became members of the third year of high school, and only then did we realize that those were just legends.

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The results came too suddenly. In just one day, the results were printed out in the form of a transcript. I also have to admire those teachers who are conscientiously grading papers, so many papers in the city are approved in one day, which is simply too fast!

The results came suddenly, but happiness was blocked out.

I started in the last row and went up to find my name. Counted seven rows, well, eighth to last in the class. Predictable.

I shook my head, and the little luck I had in my heart dissipated.

That's what exams look like. When I didn't get a result, I was lucky to think if I would do well in the test. When the results came out, his face was full of black lines, and he silently returned to his seat to think.

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Math lessons.

"Today, I took a look at my class's math scores. It's very bad! Someone is wrong with such a simple question as the first question, who? Who? Stand up for me!"

Jin Zhengguang stood on the podium, anger written on his dark and withered face. He waved the scroll in his hand and slammed it on the lectern.

It's the first time we've seen Jin Zhengguang in full swing, and they all shrank their necks. Those who got the first question wrong didn't dare to take the initiative to stand up.

Jin Zhengguang glared at the silent classroom, and the corners of his mouth moved: "Stand up! I wrote the name in the notebook, stand up quickly!"

Brush brush brush.

As soon as they heard Jin Zhengguang's words, several people immediately stood up.

Jin Zhengguang looked at these students who stood up, and suddenly he turned his gaze to Xie Jinfeng, who was the best learner among these people who stood up.

"Xie Jinfeng, why are you wrong?"

"I ...... I chose the right one, and I made the wrong one when I painted the card. Xie Jinfeng looked aggrieved.

"Break lime in both eyes - blind and blind!" Jin Zhengguang taunted loudly.

“......”

The whole class was a little happy after the break by Jin Zhengguang, and they couldn't help wiping their mouths.

"Sit down!" Jin Zhengguang's face was not good, and he said in a low voice.

Subsequently, Jin Zhengguang asked the wrong person to stand up for every question. In this way, a math class was spent under the threat and intimidation of Jin Zhengguang.

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"Xiaobai, we seem to have been deceived by Jin Zhengguang. He didn't remember the names of the people at all. ”

"Huh, how do you know?" I looked at Zou Hanyu, looking confused.

"Because Zong Qinglong told me that he was also wrong, he didn't stand up at all. Jin Zhengguang didn't know either. Zou Hanyu looked resentful.

"I'll go. This cunning old man!"

"Huh, old golden chrysanthemum?"

Zou Hanyu slapped his thigh and laughed: "This name is good." In the future, Jin Zhengguang will be called Jin Chrysanthemum. Old chrysanthemum, haha. ”

“......”

Soon, the name of the golden chrysanthemum spread throughout the class. Everyone called the math teacher Jin Juhua behind their backs.

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(To be continued.) ）