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  • Jiang Mo was not very used to this kind of group activities, but he didn't want to be so out of place all the time, so he thought for a moment and pointed at Luo Nanqiu: "If he goes, I will go."
  • His idea is actually very simple: Luo Nanqiu is the one who gets along with him the most and is the most familiar with him. If he will go, at least it will not be so embarrassing.
  • Hearing this, Luo Nanqiu just swallowed the words "No, go sleep at home." and changed her mouth indifferently: "Go."
  • When Luo Rong heard this, he was immediately delighted. He said to Guo Haojie, who was in charge of registration not far away, "Mr. Guo! Write it down for them both! Hurry up, before they both regret it!"
  • Jiang Mo: "..."
  • Luo Nanqiu: "..."
  • Regret my ass.
  • Guo Haojie waved his pen and was so happy that he ticked their names with a large pen: "Okay!"
  • At the same time, the classroom office of the freshman year of high school.
  • Zhou Wenjun wanted to refuse labor just after he approved the seventh Chinese workbook, so he simply put into action, hugged his thermos cup, went to the water dispenser in the corner to get a cup of hot water, and then sat back slowly. At his station, he skillfully took out a few red dates and a few wolfberry from various iron jars in the drawer and threw them into the quilt, and took a small sip with satisfaction.
  • At this time, the other teachers were still busy procrastinating classes, and there was no one in the office except him for the time being.
  • "Teacher Zhou, are you keeping healthy again?" The English teacher in class B and class A were the same. He had just returned from class B, and he couldn't help but joke when he saw the class teacher in class A drinking health tea again.
  • "I can't help it, I'm old. I'm afraid of being bald by those *s, and I'm under a lot of pressure. Of course, I have to take good care of it." Zhou Wenjun said.
  • "Class A? Aren't the kids in Class A quite obedient? The grades are so good, and the level of the ordinary classes downstairs is beyond the reach, and I envy it all year round. You only teach Class A, how can you be stressed?" She took her water glass and went to the water dispenser to pick up a large glass of warm water and took a sip.
  • Zhou Wenjun said with a pleasant face: "It's really good in other aspects, but I didn't see the Chinese grades. Whether it was the last monthly test or this weekly test, hey, I can't bear to look directly at it. The compositions are stiff and half-dead. Speaking of which, I have to thank you, Mr. Liu. I usually take advantage of my duty at the school gate to take advantage of my Chinese early reading."
  • Liu Xiangqin choked on a mouthful of water in her throat. She probably didn't expect Zhou Wenjun, who looked very easy to talk, to come out like this. She was embarrassed and didn't know why. She regretted that she had opened her mouth to greet this smiling fox just now.
  • However, the "good-natured" class A head teacher was still turning over the old accounts: "It seems that it still takes up a lot of self-study lessons. Well, the physical education teacher also reported that he has not been in class for two weeks. What do you think, Mr. Liu?"
  • "Cough, wasn't that the last time... preparing for that English speech contest... I'm also thinking of the school and their own honor." She forced herself to find a reason she thought was reasonable, trying to prevaricate.
  • "I also have competitions in Chinese." Zhou Wenjun took another sip of health tea and said slowly, "Although Class A is an Osaic class, while studying hard, it also has the obligation and ability to participate in various competitions on behalf of the school, but in other words, we can't use this as a reason to squeeze students. Those of us who are teachers should also properly leave them some normal, ordinary students' academic life, don't you think so, Mr. Liu?"
  • His tone was too natural. Liu Xiangqin was stunned and couldn't refute, so she could only go down the steps: "Yes..."
  • Zhou Wenjun showed a friendly smile. "Then do you still have the gym class this afternoon?"
  • "... No more. Let them move around." Liu Xiangqin said reluctantly, "My next class in Class A, I'll go first."
  • "There are still twelve minutes before class, so go so early?" Zhou Wenjun put down the thermos cup and raised his hand to look at his watch.
  • Liu Xiangqin explained, "There's an English competition recently. I'll let you know first."
  • "Then call the squad leader over for me by the way." Zhou Wenjun said, "I have something urgent to explain to him."
  • When Liu Xiangqin heard this, she didn't think much about it for a while, and replied, "Okay." She went out with a green face and oil on the soles of her feet.
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