Chapter 9
Time passed in a flash as they were joking around, and it was time for evening self-study. Dusk had already fallen on the roof, and the crescent moon shone through the dark clouds, but its edges were also obscured by the fog.
The students of Lantai No. 1 Middle School had all returned to the classroom when the bell rang half an hour ago. Only a few geography class representatives were still measuring the moon's elevation in the small square in front of the building, with desperate expressions on their faces.
More than ten minutes had passed since the first self-study class of Class 15, and with more than twenty minutes left before the get out of class ended, the new head teacher still hadn't shown up.
"Huo, this guy is quite impressive."
Chu Zhongyuan leaned over to Gu Qingming, who was struggling with mathematics, and whispered something.
Gu Qingming's entire soul was immersed in the ocean of mathematics, soaring in pain. He had not yet finished writing the teaching connection mathematics newspaper assigned by his Class 7 teacher yesterday.
Gu Qingming's attention was not on Chu Zhongyuan at all. He had no interest in talking about the teacher behind his back. He just said perfunctorily, "Oh."
Seeing this, Chu Zhongyuan slumped down dejectedly on the two piles of rotten books on his desk that didn't even need bookends and were just randomly placed there. He copied the English text for his dictation homework intermittently. He gave off an aura of resentment and resentment, like a cat fiddling with a ball of fur in grievance.
Gu Qingming looked up and saw that his new deskmate and fellow sufferer was depressed. Just as he was about to show mercy and comfort him, he heard a "duang" sound and the classroom door was once again opened forcefully and smashed against the lime wall which was as pitiful as it was.
Chu Zhongyuan was shocked by the blow and stood up straight.
Gu Qingming almost heard the miserable complaint from behind the classroom door.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oops, I didn't expect the sound of breaking the door would be so loud..."
A belated figure swept into the classroom like the wind. In order to make up for the noise caused by his big movements, he carefully closed the poor classroom door bit by bit.
He was a tall man, with light brown hair that was either dyed or natural. He tied his hair into a short knot at the back of his head, and the rest of his hair was messy as if he had just gotten out of bed. Each hair seemed to have its own thoughts and stretched freely in the air. Even the length seemed too long, hanging over his ears.
Compared with his casually styled hair, the man himself was in a hurry. He even held half a bucket of fragrant instant noodles in his hand. The smell made Gu Qingming and Chu Zhongyuan, who had eaten the luxurious takeaway together, swallow their saliva, not to mention others.
“Wow—”
As soon as the unknown male teacher walked in, several bold girls started to make a noise. There were thousands of male teachers in Lantai No. 1 Middle School, but this was the first time they had seen such a handsome and young male teacher in their high school life.
With such good looks, even being unkempt can be praised as being bohemian.
Gu Qingming heard Zhou Xiao, the former deputy monitor of Class 7, who was sitting in front of him, muttering to himself.
"Wow, this shabby Lantai No. 1 Middle School actually has such a beauty. I made a good choice!"
Gu Qingming's eyes widened as if he was meeting Zhou Xiao for the first time.
The aroma of the male teacher's golden beef flavored instant noodles had spread throughout the classroom, pulling on every student's brain like a soul-sucking iron chain. He walked slowly to the front of the podium, stretched out his long arm and easily turned the camera above the blackboard to the other side to reflect on his mistakes.
The whole class held their breath.
Who is this person? How dare he disobey His Majesty Zhang Yiwei? How bold!
The male teacher turned around and asked nonchalantly, "Who is the labor committee member of the class? Have you chosen one?"
"No--"
Everyone had clearly just met today and they were united in their battle. The noise was deafening, as if they were holding back their anger to fight against the disgusting smell of the golden soup beef.
"Then who has been the labor committee member? Be more active." The male teacher shouted twice, and when no one spoke, he spoke in a familiar tone: "Forget it, no one raised their hand. Let me check the class roster - Gu Qingming, classmate, you were the labor committee member, right?" The male teacher pointed to the class roster nonchalantly.
"Yes, teacher."
Gu Qingming stood up as if facing a great enemy, secretly regretting that he had honestly written down the position of labor committee member in his work experience.
He Songcheng does not deceive others, but his honesty is a flaw that must be corrected.
"Okay, then you will be the labor committee member of this class from now on. If the Academic Affairs Office asks about it tomorrow, just say that I accidentally turned off the camera."
"...Okay, teacher."
Gu Qingming replied with a twitching mouth.
Chu Zhongyuan was almost laughing to death.
"This is a bad year for classmate Xiao Ming. No, I'm toasting to the first class committee member of our class—the great labor committee member, Comrade Gu! Hahahaha—"
"Sit down."
Gu Qingming sat down stiffly and glared at Chu Zhongyuan fiercely.
Chu Zhongyuan looked at the handsome boy and gave him a fierce look, and immediately stopped laughing.
After all, I can't really make my little deskmate angry, because I will have to rely on his artificial "fan" to survive in the summer.
What's more, they are now grasshoppers tied to the same rope in every sense.
After solving the surveillance problem, the male teacher casually put down the instant noodles, pulled over a stool, sat down and started eating. While eating, he explained why he did so, and it seemed very natural.
"I'm sorry, I didn't have dinner because I was in a hurry to get here. Please understand, please understand."
Everyone in Class 15 was stunned. Even Chu Zhongyuan, who had created big scenes before, didn't know what dirty words to say to fit in with this atmosphere, and he just stayed where he was.
Everyone could only make a "whoa" sound to express their extreme dissatisfaction.
"Alright, alright, classmates, I know I'm handsome, everyone calm down, after all, appreciating beauty requires a quiet environment."
The male teacher stretched out his hand and pressed down, swiped away the remaining noodle soup in a few gulps, then folded the paper bucket in half and threw it into the trash can in front of him.
The clear voice, perhaps due to its thick skin, stood out among the louder "whoa" sounds of the monkeys.
Seeing this shameless attitude, Gu Qingming glanced at Chu Zhongyuan reflexively.
Chu Zhongyuan waved quickly under the table.
"I'm not as shameless as him!"
It's the same thing, Gu Qingming thought about Chu Zhongyuan's outrageous behavior that he had heard from He Song.
This gentleman even dared to ask Zhang Yiwei directly during the flag-raising ceremony, "Am I not handsome?"... This teacher is obviously another pure Chu Zhongyuan. On his first day at work, he dared to take the lead in eating in the classroom. It seems that Zhang Yiwei's remaining hair, which was originally quite a lot, cannot escape the poison.
"Oh, right! Isn't there a self-introduction?"
The male teacher had just taken out the lesson plan book and textbook from his bag, and had not yet put down the plastic fork he was using to eat instant noodles in his other hand.
This person's reaction time is so long - is it really reliable to be a deputy head teacher? !
This is the voice of all the students in Class 15 at this moment.
"My name is Cao Sheng. You can call me Teacher Cao from now on. I am honored to be the math teacher and deputy head teacher of this class."
Cao Sheng turned around and wrote the two words "Cao Sheng" on the blackboard. The handwriting was unexpectedly beautiful.
But the focus of the students in Class 15 is not here. Before Cao Sheng finished speaking, the whole class, led by Chu Zhongyuan and several other mischievous boys, burst into laughter.
"Good fellow, Caosheng, with this name, no wonder he is so annoying the moment he appears on the stage."
Chu Zhongyuan leaned close to Gu Qingming's ear and whispered an explanation, which made Gu Qingming, who was very good at managing his facial expressions and always kept a serious face, unable to hold back and burst out laughing.
"Teacher, you are already called by that name, why do you still call me Teacher Cao? Just call me Boss Cao!"
A boy who had just joined Chu Zhongyuan in making a fuss shouted when the laughter gradually died down, causing another commotion in the class.
"Oh, it seems that I am still old. It's okay if you have some ideas. They are quite unique." Cao Sheng unexpectedly did not refute, but just held his chin with a smile on his face on the podium.
"From now on, if you want to call me Boss Cao, just call me Boss Cao. If you want to call me Teacher Cao, just call me Teacher Cao. It's just studying in school. Just be happy. That's all."
He waved his hand and seemed to care nothing about these things.
"As expected of Boss Cao!"
A few boys started to make a noise again, and the noise became one and the same.
Cao Sheng shook the index finger of his right hand and raised his voice for the first time.
"But now, I advise you to take it easy--"
Before he finished speaking, footsteps were heard, and the next second, the door of the classroom was pushed open forcefully again.
The person who came was an old acquaintance of all the sophomores in high school, Director Zhang Yiwei.
Class 15 became silent in an instant, as if the mute button had been pressed. The sound of flipping pages rang out in the classroom, and the classroom returned to a dead silent learning atmosphere.
Among them, Gu Qingming and Chu Zhongyuan were particularly quiet, probably because they felt guilty after having just finished eating takeout.
"What are you making such a fuss about! Can't you see it's study time now?! Just because your class is far away from other classes, do you think you can just make noise during study time? Do you look like you're studying?!"
Zhang Yiwei was so angry that his voice became louder and louder.
The whole class lowered their heads lower.
"Hey, dean, calm down," Cao Sheng saw this and readily came down from the podium to explain.
"It's not that my name is strange, but when I introduced myself, it resonated with the students. It's inevitable, it's inevitable."
It was unknown what Cao Sheng and Zhang Yiwei whispered to each other next. Zhang Yiwei snorted coldly, said it would not happen again, and hurried away to inspect other classes.
The apes in Class 15 remained absolutely silent until Chu Zhongyuan, the watcher at the back door, gestured to indicate that Director Zhang had gone far away, and then they began to whisper again.
"Okay, okay, you all heard what the director said. Study hard in the next self-study class. I just got here today and I'm not familiar with the teaching situation yet. I won't assign math homework. Just prepare for the next unit."
Cao Sheng finished his math homework on the blackboard with a few strokes, and threw the chalk into the chalk box in a handsome manner.
"Long live Boss Cao!"
Several boys, led by Chu Zhongyuan, shouted in deliberately low voices.
Please! This is the first teacher in Lantai No. 1 Middle School’s mathematics department who doesn’t assign math homework in advance!
In an instant, those who liked Cao Sheng and those who didn't, all looked at Cao Sheng with a little more respect.
Gu Qingming had an idea in his mind. He had thought that this rich second-generation was an idle and spoiled young master, but he didn't expect him to be so friendly and fun. He didn't have any teacher's airs at all and mingled with the students without any obstacles.
No one else noticed, but when Gu Qingming just stood up, he saw Cao Sheng's red, green, and blue math textbooks filled with various annotations. He prepared more lessons than the original math teacher of Class 7, so he probably didn't have to worry about his irresponsible teaching.
With such an interesting teacher and deskmate, plus strange superpowers, Gu Qingming has a hunch that his second year of high school will definitely be very colorful.
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