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The rules he set have to be punished. Of course, if you learn well, you will have "benefits" and you will be punished more severely. Lao Guo will give full play to his talents as a Chinese teacher who has been teaching for more than 20 years. you.
Liang Jia was very quick to admit his mistake and let Lao Guo go when he said he was happy.
The consequence of this incident was that Lao Guo focused his attention on Liang Jia in a short period of time, and also took his deskmate with him.
In Chinese class, the probability of the two of them being called on is almost 100%. No matter who asks the question at the beginning, it will end up with them.
One day in class, Teacher Guo talked excitedly for most of the test paper. When he came to the ancient poetry dictation question, the class suddenly became quiet. He walked up to the podium and squinted at the seating chart for a long time. He was talking with a small bamboo stick. Banging on the table and chanting "I ask questions."
The students below were on tenterhooks. The first one was lower than the other and they just wanted to be invisible.
"Well, Liang Jia, Yan Ran." Teacher Guo raised his head and stepped down from the podium to make way for them.
The students who were not called on were greatly relieved.
Liang Jiayan then walked up to the podium under the gaze of everyone. Liang Jia took two pieces of chalk and handed one to his deskmate. Then he faced the blackboard and waited for the teacher to give the question.
Lao Guo turned his back to the blackboard and said: "Liang Jia listens to the question. The sentence about the difficulty of the Shu Road is to use mythical exaggeration to write about the dangers of the Shu Road."
The title rang in Liang Jia's ears. After hearing it, he thought about it and wrote on the blackboard, "There are six dragons returning to the sun on the top, and there are rushing waves and turning back to Sichuan below."
"Yan Ran listened to the question. The road to Shu is still difficult. Using movement to write a sentence about the water and rocks stirring up the insects in the valley is"
He couldn't remember clearly, so he wrote on the blackboard with chalk and then erased it.
Liang Jia saw that his deskmate was in trouble, so he slowed down and reminded him, "The rushing waterfall is making noise."
Lao Guo turned around just in time, and could clearly see the little movements of the two people, "Don't make phone calls."
After Liang Jia gave him a starting point, Yan Ran successfully wrote the next sentence.
Before they could leave after writing, they were stopped by Lao Guo on the podium.
"What does it mean to sit with your hands on your back and sigh deeply?" Lao Guo asked.
"What does it mean?" Liang Jia rushed to answer.
"What does it mean to stop and sit in Aifenglinwan?" Lao Guo pointed at Yan Ran and asked him.
Yan Ran's mind was empty. He had never understood the meaning of the ancient poems he had learned in elementary school.
"Because," Liang Jia saw that he didn't answer immediately and said for him.
"I didn't ask you." Lao Guo glared at him because he said too much.
"Go back, I'll ask a few more classmates." Lao Guo saw that there was not much time left, so he let them go and went to the podium to look at the seating chart.
The two of them were relaxed, but others in the class were getting nervous again.
After class, Fatty Chen ran over to play with them.
"You two haven't looked at the almanac since you went out recently. Why are you so unlucky?"
"I guess so" Yan Ran nodded.
"It was my fault that my deskmate was implicated," Liang Jia admitted.
"No way, he would ask questions if it weren't for you," Yan Ran comforted him.
"You two have three classes a day, and you are asked questions every time." Chen Xiao felt excited just thinking about it.
"Just wait until he forgets," Liang Jia said resignedly.
"I think so" Yan Ran nodded...
Chapter 13 Chapter 13
If those who teach and educate people do not have good qualities and moral cultivation, how can they teach by words and deeds?
A few days after chatting about the former, Liang Jia and the others met the latter.
Representatives from various subjects during the self-study class on Wednesday night went crazy, collecting homework was like adding money to a lottery.
It would be great if you repost this Weibo and draw a 985, add a 985, add a 211...
But this one is like this:
"Hand in your physics homework after the last night self-study get out of class," Cao Jingjing said.
"Hand in your chemistry papers too," Qiao Haojie added.
"Please give me some English," He Yu added.
"Take the creatures, too," Li Dada added.
"And Chinese." Even the Chinese class representative Wen Yue, who had barely spoken a word, added his comment.
This aroused public outrage.
"I'll go and hand over all the homework together so that I won't let anyone live."
"Oh no, what are you causing trouble with your Chinese homework?"
“I can’t finish writing and hand it in.”
After saying "I won't write anymore," I heard the sound of someone putting down their pen, as if the officials were forcing the people to rebel on the spot.
As a result, Li Yangfei's sudden appearance directly destroyed the small flame of revolution.
Stifled in the cradle, "You can hear the voices of our class at the top of the stairs. What do you want to do?"
The students were afraid that their old class would not make trouble, so they immediately went to do their homework in a well-behaved manner.
During self-study that night, the students raced against time and exceeded their limits to hand in their homework on time. They were so tired that they ran back to their dormitories as soon as school was over.
Shang Ning, Chen Xiao and others also left first, leaving only Yan Ran and Liang Jia in the class.
Yan Ran saw that his deskmate was concentrating on the math, so he took a book and read it next to him until he got better.
"My deskmate, I may be waiting for a while, otherwise you can leave first," Liang Jia and Yan Ran said.
"It's okay, don't worry, I'll wait for you." Yan Ran stopped flipping through the book and looked at Liang Jia and replied.
"Okay, let me hurry up." Liang Jia continued the calculation just now.
The question was indeed difficult. After Liang Jia finished the calculation, the whole building went silent. When they left, the last bit of light in the whole building was extinguished.
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The senior high school teaching building is almost the most remote teaching building in the school. The school wants to provide a good learning environment for senior high school students. In front of the building is a towering camphor tree, which is full of flowers all year round. There is a light fragrance in the classroom and it is clean during the day. , it was dark at night, but fortunately the moonlight shone on the corridor and illuminated the way.
Liang Jia's eyes couldn't adapt to the darkness for a while. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly, and he stumbled a bit when walking.
Yan Ran went up to hold him, and Liang Jia explained without any excuse that he had "some night blindness" and let Yan Ran hold him downstairs.
Suddenly, there was an evil wind blowing around, and the shadows of the trees were swaying on the wall. Liang Jia got very playful and pretended to be a ghost to scare his deskmate.
"You can't scare me," Yan Ran said with a helpless smile.
"Oh" Liang Jia stopped.
"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?" Liang Jia asked, climbing on his deskmate's shoulders.
"I can't see it, what's so scary about it?" Yan Ran let him climb on him and replied, fearing that his arm would fall down and not daring to make any big moves. The last sentence seemed to be saying to himself, "How can ghosts be scary?"
"This is also true." Liang Jia nodded in agreement.
When the two boys walked to the corner of the second floor talking and laughing, Yan Ran suddenly stopped when he looked up and saw something.
"What's wrong?" Liang Jia stopped and looked around, but didn't find anything wrong.
"My deskmate, please wait for me here. I'll be right back." Yan Ran asked him to hold on to the railing and prepare to go upstairs.
"Where are you going? I'm with you." Liang Jia grabbed his wrist with his backhand.
"Don't go." Yan Ran refused him without thinking. Later, he felt that his tone was a bit cold, so he returned to his normal tone and added, "I'll be back soon." After saying that, he let go of Liang Jia's hand and moved towards Wu. Climb upstairs.