Xu Jingwen, who was watching from the side, suddenly felt that something was wrong. It is said that men understand men. He could see that Chen Tinghan was not embarrassed at all when he sat side by side with Wang Jinling. He was calm and composed. But why did he feel so stiff like a zombie now?
Then he suddenly remembered that Chen Tinghan had clearly gone to the teaching building first last night, but he arrived at the classroom first. He then dragged his feet in and sat on the last double seat.
This kid, could it be that he had this planned in advance?
Yesterday he flirted with the campus beauty of No. 1 Middle School, and today he is dating his beautiful deskmate... Just now he was asking himself if pursuing Wu Jiaju was just for fun. Thinking of this, Xu Jingwen felt so angry that his teeth were itching.
He pulled Wang Jinling's tiger whiskers and still dared to do this. This guy is really looking for death!
Just as he was about to speak, the head teacher walked into the classroom. He looked like he was coming with bad intentions. The sound of the textbooks being slammed down replaced the preparatory bell, interrupting the noise in the classroom. Xu Jingwen had to put his questions aside for the time being.
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No one knows why the head teacher was so angry today. After not seeing him for a whole summer, he started to act so arrogantly. What was he trying to do?
Chen Tinghan knew it, but he didn't care and continued to write something furiously.
Li Zishan, who was standing next to him, saw this. Out of politeness, she just glanced at him and looked away after realizing that what he was writing was probably not homework. However, she couldn't help but be curious, so she asked indirectly:
"It's due during lunch break, so it's too late to make up for it now, right?"
Chen Tinghan responded: "I didn't do any homework."
"So what are you writing?"
Chen Tinghan whispered, "Love letter."
Li Zishan rolled her eyes cutely and whispered back, "I wrote half a book of love letters. Even if it's for Senior Sister Wang Jinling, it's too many."
Chen Tinghan finally stopped writing and looked at Li Zishan, asking in surprise, "What does this have to do with Wang Jinling?"
"Everyone in school knows you got her phone number. Even Jiajia messaged me about this gossip right after I got off the plane. I'm not interested, so there's no need to hide it."
Chen Tinghan scratched his head helplessly. He had underestimated the boredom of the students who lived a dull life in the ivory tower. He said, "It's really not for her."
"Who is that for?" Li Zishan mentioned it, and then immediately seemed to remember something and glared at him, "If you dare to say it's for me again, I will kick you."
Chen Tinghan was even more surprised. Had he ever done something so shameful as to tease her before? Thinking carefully, he only had a vague impression, the memories of his past life and this life mixed together, and he couldn't tell them apart.
But he really has no such plan now. Don't look at Li Zishan's carefree appearance. In fact, she is as difficult to approach as Wang Jinling. Inappropriate jokes will only make her alienate him.
Chen Tinghan said, "It's just some boring stuff, not a love letter. Wang Jinling and I aren't even close. Who would write a love letter to a woman they don't know well?"
Clang - Xu Jingwen, who was sitting in front of him, bumped into the leg of the desk for some reason, which was particularly harsh in the quiet classroom.
Chen Tinghan grinned, someone identified himself with the person. Yes, Xu Jingwen had done this, no, it should be said that he was planning to do this. He should be thinking about how to write a love letter to the "Jia Jia" mentioned by Li Zishan, that is, his sweetheart Wu Jiaju.
On the other side, on the podium, the head teacher's speech had just begun when it was interrupted by the noise made by Xu Jingwen. For some reason, he looked at Chen Tinghan with an angry face.
The homeroom teacher for Class 8, Grade 2, was a man in his early thirties named Liu Huawei. He was the physics teacher for Class 8 and also the subject teacher for the key classes in Grade 3. Young and promising, he dressed impeccably and was rarely seen smiling. After teaching for a few years, he had become known as the "Nun" (teacher) that the students feared.
He said with a face full of anger: "What are you laughing at? Is it funny? Do you know that among all the classes I teach, yours is the worst?"
Yes, this year is the first year that Liu Huawei teaches the senior high school key class, and the senior high school starts earlier than the sophomores. Later, people guessed that Liu Huawei had hallucinated because of the top students in the key class, and felt that his teaching level was on par with that of ordinary people, so he came back to give them intensive training.
"For students in key classes, I hand them a test paper and ask them which questions they find difficult to solve. Usually, I only explain the final big questions or difficult questions. If I hand them a test paper, do I have to explain it to them from beginning to end?"
Class 8 is not a key class. If you are so awesome, you can become the head teacher of a key class. Many students had this idea at the same time.
"Especially you, you still have the nerve to laugh." Liu Huawei pointed at Chen Tinghan and fired back, "Do you think you're some kind of hero saving the damsel in distress? Do you even know how many points you got on the final exam last semester?"
As he spoke, he shook the paper and said, "You can only get 20 points out of a 100-point test. If I sprinkle some rice on the paper, even chickens can peck at it and get 30 points!"
Once the collective pressure is concentrated on one person, they will no longer feel depressed, but burst into laughter.
Normally, after catching a student being criticized, a teacher would say something like, "What are you laughing at?" or "You're not much better." But it was clear that this criticism was very targeted.
Liu Huawei continued to challenge him, saying, "Ultimately, you're just thinking about falling in love too early, but are your grades good enough for that? You're third from the bottom in the class, there's no room for improvement, and you'll be stuck like this for the rest of your life. Don't hurt others; maybe they'll be the top scorer in the province."
As a teacher, the head teacher's words were unreserved and too intense. But Chen Tinghan just felt a little strange.
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