The last day of military training.
Even after being scolded by Instructor Guo yesterday, the fighting was still not in order, and Instructor Guo was helpless.
There is no time left, so we can only try our best to save the situation.
The enemy-catching boxing block performance was scheduled as the third-to-last event.
As the exciting background music sounded, Instructor Guo stood on the stage and recited the sixteen moves of the Enemy-Capturing Fist. The Enemy-Capturing Fist blocks below followed the moves that Instructor Guo had taught them before, performing them one by one. Overall, the moves were quite neat.
The second to last segment was a performance by the girls from the figure skating troupe.
The school leaders reviewed the performances one after another.
The last event was the award ceremony, where the winners were recognized as outstanding military training instructors and outstanding military training students.
Following the name on the list, Zhao Xukun went on stage to receive the award.
The instructors took advantage of this opportunity to gather them all together.
Parting is always sad. Some freshmen shed tears silently as they watched their instructors go away. Most of them were girls.
afternoon.
The half-month military training finally ended.
Now they can be considered as real college students.
After lunch, Zhao Xukun returned to the dormitory.
Because they still have classes in the afternoon, and the first class of the school term is actually taught by their homeroom teacher. Since it is the homeroom teacher's class, and it is the first class, roll call is inevitable. If they want to skip class, they have to wait until the next class.
Get up, bring water, buy water, and go to the classroom.
Zhao Xukun’s homeroom teacher is He Huifang, a beautiful teacher and also a professor.
In the first class, the class teacher He Huifang was already waiting in the classroom for the students to arrive.
Today, He Huifang is wearing a white shirt with tight jeans. With such an outfit, isn’t Teacher He Huifang hot?
On the first class of the new semester, students arrived at the classroom early to grab seats. Just as Zhao Xukun had expected, there were a total of fifty seats in the classroom. Zhao Xukun's class originally had thirty-six students, but several of them chose to drop out later. They felt that Shanghai University was not their ideal school and planned to stay for another year.
Excluding the five students who dropped out, there were only thirty-one students in the class.
There are fifty seats, and the seats in the front row have already been occupied by several boys who arrived early, leaving the remaining nineteen seats in the back empty.
Zhao Xukun went straight to the last row and sat down.
After a few days of classes, the back row will definitely be full of people.
The boys sitting in the front row were not there to learn knowledge, they were there to admire the beauty of their head teacher.
Although He Huifang is almost 30 years old, she has taken very good care of herself. Her skin is fair, tender and as smooth as a baby's. Some boys on campus who don't know her usually mistake her for a senior. He Huifang has also appeared on the school's confession wall several times.
As a result, she now wears a mask when walking around the campus. She doesn't dare to eat directly in the cafeteria. There were several times when she was photographed by boys while eating in the cafeteria, and the photos were posted on the school's confession wall, and someone confessed to her.
He Huifang watched her classmates rise. She adjusted her glasses, stood up, and took the microphone.
Talking about her classroom rules.
Although He Huifang has a pure face, her figure is very poor. She is thin and has a curvy figure but not a nice figure.
But her face alone is enough to capture the hearts of many boys. Who doesn't want to have a girlfriend with a pure appearance?
He Huifang looked at the students in the audience, all of whom were listening to her speech very attentively. Suddenly, her eyes were focused on Zhao Xukun's seat in the last row of the classroom.
He Huifang walked over and looked at Zhao Xukun who was playing with his mobile phone, and spoke with a little anger.
"Student, please put your phone away. I don't like students playing with their phones in my class."
"By the way, I have one more thing to add about cell phones. I like to hang out during class. If you're sleeping on your desk or playing with your phone, I'm fine with taking it out occasionally to check the time and reply to a message or two. But if you're on your phone for a long time, I'll only give each of you five chances. If I catch you the sixth time, I'll deduct your regular points. Five points for the first time, ten for the second time, and so on. You can calculate how many opportunities you have to play with your phone yourself."
"This semester's assessments will be based on regular grades accounting for 50%, final exams accounting for 30%, and attendance accounting for 20%. If you're late, you'll lose five points each time, and if you skip class, you'll lose ten points each time."
"Of course, there are rewards for every punishment. Students who actively answer questions in class will receive five extra points each time, which will be added to their regular scores. If you're planning on getting a scholarship, you should actively answer questions in class. It's okay if you answer incorrectly, I'll still give you extra points, but it won't be as many. It depends on your situation."
"Anyway, don't be late for class, skip class, or play with your phone. I basically won't bother you."
Zhao Xukun put away his phone and waited for the beautiful teacher to leave.
He knew that what Teacher He Huifang told them about her classroom rules was actually useless.
When the time is right, those who want to play with their phones will still take out their phones to play, and those who want to skip classes will still skip classes.
College is not as tiring as high school.
The management of teachers will also be quite easy.
"Today is the first class, so let's take a name roll so I can get to know you better."
He Huifang picked up the roster and called out the names one by one.
"Chen Weihao!"
"arrive!"
"Lear!"
"arrive!"
.......
After calling the names, He Huifang went straight to class.
"Please turn to page three!"
Seeing that He Huifang did not come down, Zhao Xukun took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and clicked on the profile picture of Senior Sister Chu.
Zhao Xukun, Class of 2016, School of Finance: "Senior, do you have class tonight? I still owe you a meal."
Chu Shanyan, who was in class, saw that the message was from Zhao Xukun, so she quit the game Honor of Kings she was playing.
Replied immediately.
Senior: Zhao, I can’t come tonight. I have two professional classes tonight.
Senior: I don't have classes tomorrow afternoon, why don't we go eat at noon tomorrow.
Zhao Xukun glanced at his schedule and found that he had no classes tomorrow afternoon.
Zhao Xukun: ok!
"Shanyan, who are you chatting with?"
"Your Daji is about to die, why don't you enter the game quickly."
Chu Shanyan's best friend looked at Chu Shanyan smiling foolishly at her phone, not even playing the game, and asked.
"Oh...I...I'm coming."
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