"Everyone, sit down in your seats! Don't you know class is about to start? All you do is make noise all day long, and I don't see you putting any effort into your studies."
I heard his voice before I saw him.
Listening to the strong and aggressive voice, it is not difficult to guess who the visitor is.
The students hurried back to their seats.
English teacher Vera walked in from the front door wearing high heels, holding a textbook.
There is wind when you walk, and a gust of cold air when you enter the door.
As soon as she arrived, the lively atmosphere became quiet again.
Several students came in from the back door, chatting and laughing. They were originally cheerful, but after looking up and seeing her dark expression, they all ran back to their seats with sad faces to reduce their presence.
Half a semester has passed, and everyone still doesn't like this English teacher.
"How did she manage to make everyone hate her?"
Cong Nian seemed to hear someone mutter these words softly, and couldn't help but worry for that person.
Instantly, the person on the podium slammed the book in his hand onto the podium, staring with a fierce look.
"What are you whispering about? If you have anything to say, come to the podium and speak! The class is not about to start!"
A roar from the ground shook the whole building.
The students no longer dared to make any sound, even their breathing was very quiet.
If life after class at No. 1 Middle School is happy and simple, then the English teacher is here to end this simple happiness.
Moreover, she is the only teacher who is not afraid of He Sui.
Although I never beat or scolded him.
"Class starts now!"
After saying this, the English teacher spread out the textbook and pushed the red glasses frame on his nose.
Before the bell rang, everyone looked out the window at students from other classes passing by, feeling a little envious for a moment.
"Is there a classmate missing? He's almost time for class but he still hasn't returned. It seems like he doesn't want to attend English class anymore."
She half-closed her eyes, and her sharp gaze swept around the audience, landing on several empty seats.
That was the precursor to her anger.
Cong Nian was shocked.
He He hasn't come back yet!
Just at this moment, the English teacher's eyes passed over her and fell on Yu Xinghe's seat in the front row.
Cong Nian saw that she seemed to frown, and then her expression became even worse.
"Now even the good students are taking the lead in skipping classes. Great, great! Your class is truly the most undisciplined class I've ever seen!"
"What's going on in your head all day? Are you covered in glue? How many days are left until the final exam? Should we still take the exam?"
She picked up a textbook, put it down, and slammed it heavily on the podium, repeating this action several times.
The podium was shaking so fast that it made people feel as if it would fall apart in the next second.
Everyone was silent.
What a joke! Who would be so foolish as to stand up and be the first to speak out at this time?
So, they could only complain in their hearts.
The class hasn’t started yet, and even the bell hasn’t rung yet!
Do you want to exploit them like this?
They are human beings!
Not a learning machine!
In the huge classroom, the only sound was the English teacher's roar.
She seemed to be extremely angry, her face flushed red, her slightly fat body needed to lean on the podium to stand steadily, and her chest was still heaving.
The students dared not breathe and their eardrums ached.
After a while, the English teacher seemed to be tired of yelling and stopped.
At this moment, the class bell rang.
The owners of those empty seats have not returned to the classroom yet.
The ringing lasted just over ten seconds, but the eerie atmosphere continued. It was so quiet that the only sound was my own heartbeat.
The calm before the storm.
Everyone thought.
Who will be the first to be unlucky in this wave?
Not long after, there was a slight "click" sound and the front door was opened, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Several boys who had just followed Chen Yanke out returned to the classroom.
Cong Nian breathed a sigh of relief.
She thought it was He He who came back at this critical moment.
Should I send her a message to remind her that the "dominatrix" is going crazy?
"Mother Yasha" is the nickname that the students of Class 4 privately gave to their English teacher, which is very descriptive.
But He He didn't bring her cell phone when she went out, so even if she sent a message, no one would be able to see it.
The school rules of No. 1 Middle School do not allow students to bring mobile phones, as they are afraid that students will become addicted to mobile phones and delay their studies.
But many students will bring it secretly to facilitate communication with their parents, but they will not take it out for use in normal times.
If it is discovered, it will be taken away and parents will be asked to come to the school to pick it up at the end of the semester.
Cong Nian thought about it and put the phone back into her schoolbag.
The boys peeked out from the door and happened to see the English teacher at the podium.
Their eyes met.
Suddenly my right eyelid started twitching.
I had been hoping that the English teacher hadn't come to the classroom yet, but now I felt like I was doomed.
That's a "feminine demon", no one dares to be late for English class.
And now, they have become the unlucky ones who are late.
"It's over, it's over."
Someone muttered and touched the back of his head.
I didn't even know whether to enter the classroom.
The English teacher looked like a demon with his eyes wide open, ready to take your life in the next second!
Sure enough, as soon as they entered the door and lined up waiting for judgment, the English teacher pointed to the door again.
"Take your book and stand in the corridor to listen!"
Several boys were confused by the criticism, but experience told them not to talk back to the English teacher, otherwise the consequences would only be worse.
Although he was confused, he still went back to his seat, picked up the book and went out.
There was no explanation at all.
Even if I explain it to the female demon, she won't listen, so why bother?
Anyone who has been punished by standing in the corridor knows that you can’t hear what’s being said in class from outside.
It’s just that the boys have a good attitude, perhaps because they have several friends accompanying them.
They stood in rows in the corridor. The scene was quite spectacular, but their expressions were even more relaxed than those in the classroom.
I even had time to play rock-paper-scissors at the door.
When Yu Xinghe walked down the stairs, he turned around and saw this scene in the corridor.
His brows furrowed slightly.
She is late.
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