Chapter 187 Your New Music Teacher
Su Nanzhi, an unconventional person, is also a person whose identity Jiang Beiyu finds puzzling.
The Jiang family naturally checked her background. The young lady kept by the Su family was not outstanding and even suffered from heart disease. She was almost a cannon fodder who would not live for more than a few years.
The Su family took her back perhaps with the intention of having multiple candidates for future marriage, but as soon as they brought her back, they discussed giving the third daughter's fiancé to the second daughter, a typical bad habit of wealthy families.
This is still the case these days.
Jiang Beiyu only then remembered that the monitor of his competition class, Zhao Qingheng, was the young master of the Zhao family.
This morning he was so enthusiastic about giving exercises to his classmates. Tsk, but didn’t he cancel the engagement?
Is this how little boys' feelings come and go without a trace?
Jiang Beiyu suddenly laughed when he thought of the last thing.
Su Nanzhi, quite interesting.
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September is not an easy month for senior high school students, especially those who have to compete. Their daily routine is simply a happy swim in a sea of various abnormal questions.
What's more, Jiang Beiyu is a teacher who loves to set all kinds of weird questions.
Some students who participated in the previous competition burst into tears and lamented:
"Teacher Jiang, he's even scarier than the teacher who wrote the questions for the competition!!"
"After my senior year of high school, I'm never going to do competition questions again!!!"
"Teacher Jiang, what's wrong with you? How can someone have the face of an angel, the body of a devil, and the heart of a witch?"
“…”
The students in the math competition class were struggling, and the students in the physics competition class next to them were like, "No way, no way, someone is acting so exaggerated? Did the physics competition class say anything?"
To my fellow students who participated in both math and physics competition classes: Let’s not say anything, okay? Let’s leave each other with good memories.
Su Nanzhi was isolated from these crying brothers and sisters, her eyes and mind began to feel empty - she had slept less than 15 hours a day on average for three consecutive days.
Jiang Beiyu said that she would be suitable to practice more questions, and then gave her one set of questions after another.
Su Nanzhi had no choice but to use class time to practice questions.
This is a music class.
Yes, music class.
I don't know when it happened, but the No. 1 Middle School received complaints to the Education Bureau about having too many courses, too much homework, and too much pressure on students. Since then, the school has arranged music classes every two weeks for senior high school students.
The existence of this class is incredible enough, but what is even more incredible is that this class is taught by the head teacher of Science Class 1, Lin Wencheng, who is over 40 and heading towards 50.
Music classes were only established two weeks after school started. Today was the first class, but the music teacher that everyone was looking forward to did not show up. Instead, Lao Lin showed up.
"Teacher Lin, why are you here? You must have come to the wrong place. This is music class, where is the music teacher?" A restless boy was the first to ask Teacher Lin to leave, and by the way, he also asked about the music teacher he had been thinking about.
Music teacher?
Lao Lin smiled.
"This is music class, yes," Lin Wencheng walked slowly up to the podium, "but the school didn't say they'd assign you a music teacher."
"?"
Does this sound like a play on words?
"What kind of music class is there without a music teacher?"
"That's right," Old Lin smiled even more kindly, "Let me introduce myself. My last name is Lin, and I'm your new music teacher."
(End of this chapter)
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