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The dean’s name is Feng Mao, who transferred this semester.
The new instructor, who is in charge of these tasks, is very keen in discipline. He didn’t eat breakfast, held a big horn, stood in front of the teaching building for fifteen minutes, and finally caught a typical student like Ying Jiao to discipline.
Knowing that he was in class seven, and in second grade, Feng Mao took him directly to the second grade science office and pushed him to Teacher Liu: “Is this person from your class?”
Teacher Liu was eating steamed buns and frowned when he saw the two of them: “Yes.”
He stood up, pushed the office chair aside, glanced at Jing Ci, and said in a deep voice, “What did the two of them do?”
“This–” Feng Mao pointed to Ying Jiao: “He was caught upright without wearing a school uniform.” He turned around and pulled Jing Ci up and sneered: “As for this one, he said he would testify to his friend to prove that his school uniform is dirty.”
Hearing that it was not a fight or skipping class, Teacher Liu heaved a sigh of relief: “Director, don’t worry, I will let him go back to wearing his school uniform.”
Feng Mao was very dissatisfied with his light-handed attitude. He patted the table and said, “Ms. Liu, you must take charge of your students! Students must wear school uniforms. This is a rule! As long as they are in school, they should follow this! It’s not that I want to say this, but for an unorganized and undisciplined person like him will be sent to prison in the future!”
He looked at Jing Ci: “This is not a good thing! Telling such a lie. At first glance I can tell that you do not have a good character!”
Ying Jiao raised his eyes and glanced at him.
Feng Mao was ignited by his glance: “What are you looking at? What? Not convinced? Is the teacher wrong? What about your school uniform? Why don’t you wear it?!”
Ying Jiao leaned on his desk and lazily said, “It’s dirty.”
Feng Mao instantly exploded: “Teacher Liu, look at the students in your class! What kind of attitude is this?! Is it reasonable not to wear school uniforms? Is that how you’re going to be for your college exams? What nonsense! Go home with your school bag!”
Ying Jiao raised his lips, stood up straight, turned and left.
“You–” Feng Mao was furious: “What’s the matter with you?! Stop for me! Where are you going?!”
Ying Jiao didn’t look back, completely ignoring Feng Mao behind him: “Go home with my school bag.”
Feng Mao ran forward two steps: “You come back to me, come back! You hear?!”
“Sorry, prisoners never go back.”
The other eavesdropping teachers in the office couldn’t hold back, and chuckled.
Feng Mao was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot.
“You! You have a big demerit! You have to write a review of three thousand words! When the flag is raised on Monday, read it on the podium in front of the teachers and students of the school!”
“No!” Before Ying Jiao could speak, Teacher Liu suddenly seemed to be stung by a bee and jumped up: “Ying Jiao can’t read the review!”
The last time Ying Jiao was punished, he abruptly turned the review into a personal speech conference.
During this period, there was thunderous applause and screaming ceaselessly. Teacher Liu has no doubt that if he hadn’t dragged him down halfway, he could even go down and sign his signature to the students.
Just thinking about Ying Jiao standing on the podium with his handsome face, and slowly saying to the students who are coming over for signature: “Don’t worry, take your time, come one by one, you will have your turn.”
Teacher Liu’s eyes instantly went black.
He repeatedly emphasized: “He can’t review it.”
Feng Mao thought he was trying to protect his students in his class, so he was going to talk to him with a black face. But then he suddenly remembered the name Ying Jiao.
Those glorious events that he had heard of, immediately collided with the people in front of him.
No matter what else, it is said that he has a hard background at home and has beaten a teacher?
Feng Mao weighed himself and Ying Jiao’s physique, and persuaded himself.
He touched his lips with a fist, coughed, and found that he had to step down: “It’s okay if you don’t review, you can take care of the students in your class! The leaders of the Education Bureau will check these days, and the students must dress uniformly! “
Teacher Liu nodded, echoed him a few words, and finally sent him out of the office.
As soon as he turned around, the smile on Teacher Liu’s face disappeared. He looked at Jing Ci and said as kindly as possible: “You go back to study, this matter has nothing to do with you.”
Jing Ci breathed a sigh of relief, smiled embarrassedly at Teacher Liu, opened the door of the office and left.
Facing Ying Jiao, Teacher Liu doesn’t have such a good temper.
“Come with me,” Teacher Liu said with a black face, pulling Ying Jiao into the corner of the corridor, and said with a headache: “Your temper-can’t your temper be restrained? Yes, he doesn’t speak well, but he is an instructor, so what’s wrong with you? How did he make you angry?”
Ying Jiao casually leaned on the window sill and smiled: “I’m I angry with him? Didn’t I follow him?”
“You!” Teacher Liu was blocked by him, and was speechless: “Tell me, why don’t you wear your school uniform?”
Teacher Liu has taught Ying Jiao for more than a year and knows him well.
He knows that although he doesn’t like to learn, he is not like other poor students, who are eager to show off. As long as you don’t provoke him, Ying Jiao is pretty easy to manage.
“My clothes are really dirty.” Ying Jiao said, “I stayed in the school dormitory last night and didn’t do my laundry.”
“You…” Teacher Liu rubbed his eyebrows: “In this way, I’ll find you a set of spare ones…”
“I don’t wear other people’s clothes.” Ying Jiao interrupted him.
“Why do you have so many problems!” Teacher Liu was so angry with him that he could not wait to go up and hit him: “Then what do you want? Do you want to go against the instructor? Our class has so many points left this week. If you continue to deduct it, can you afford to lose to that person!”
“How can it be?” Ying Jiao laughed, patted Teacher Liu on the back, “Don’t be angry, I’ll have someone send my school uniform.”
“Not fast enough!”
Ying Jiao took out his phone and sent a message.
Teacher Liu glared at him and pretended not to see it.
“My dirty school uniform can’t be worn anymore. I need to buy a new one.” Ying Jiao put away the phone and said to Teacher Liu: “Can you make a note for me?”
“Okay.” Teacher Liu waved his hand: “I will contact the faculty and staff later, so that I can send it to you as soon as possible.”
When business was finished, Teacher Liu was about to let him go back, but Ying Jiao suddenly said, “Teacher, I want to change my seat.”
Teacher Liu looked at him warily: “Where do you want to change it to?”
Ying Jiao smiled: “At the same table as Jing Ci.”
Teacher Liu frowned: “When did your relationship get so good?”
“We must study together, make progress together, and win glory for class seven. Kill 211, surpass 985, and create a myth in provincial experiments.”
Teacher Liu: “…speak human.”
Ying Jiao chuckles: “The friendship of men comes so quickly.”
Teacher Liu couldn’t bear it, and his head throbbed: “I don’t have time to chat with you! Go to class!”
“Then about changing seats…?”
Teacher Liu feels eyes hurt when he sees him now: “Only if Jing Ci agrees.”
Ying Jiao returned to the classroom leisurely, and when he passed by Jing Ci, he found that he was writing English. Those stiff letters are fluent and beautiful in his pen. Even if he has never seen Jing Ci’s writing before, Ying Jiao doesn’t think that someone who never reads would write such words.
He pulled out his chair and sat down, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Whether it was this curious thing itself, or this sudden person, it made him feel excited.
When he was bored, he finally found something to spend his pastime with, so he couldn’t let it go easily.
“What are you thinking about, laughing so lewdly?” He Zhou leaned over and joked: “Could it be that our brother Jiao finally fell in love? Which girl did you fall in love with?”
Before Ying Jiao could speak, Zheng Que on the side rolled his eyes: “Don’t talk nonsense, isn’t brother Jiao asexual?”
He Zhou chuckled and said, “Yes, yes, I was wrong.”
Ying Jiao has grown up well, and since junior high school, he has had a long line of suitors, both boys and girls.
But Ying Jiao never looked at them once, and didn’t feel tempted by any of them. Over time, friends who played well with him teased him as a asexual.
“It’s none of your business.” Ying Jiao threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, and pushed away He Zhou’s big face impatiently: “Stop blocking the light.”
He Zhou became even more serious with him: “Why isn’t it my business, if I really have a sister-in-law, can I not meet them?”
Ying Jiao sneered and glanced at him: “What do you want to do? Go kowtow?”
“You!” He Zhou was so angry that he turned around and ignored him.
Unlike the noisy late self-study, the morning self-study in Class 7 is very quiet. Most people laid on the table to make up for lost sleep, and occasionally they can hear snoring.
Therefore, the movement of Ying Jiao and the others seemed extremely big, and Jing Ci couldn’t help but glance back.
“Hey,” Li Zhou was suffocated this morning. Jing Ci was reading the book seriously, and didn’t talk to him at all. Finally, Jing Ci stopped writing and immediately came over: “You read it all morning, can you understand it?”
Jing Ci nodded: “Yes.”
Li Zhou chuckled and glanced at him, not believing: “Just winged it.”
Jing Ci smiled and said nothing.
“What do you want to eat at noon today?” Li Zhou asked Jingci: “Are you still going to order take out?”
The provincial experiment does not allow students to order takeaways, but there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. After several months of research, these people in the class seven of high school finally found a weak spot in the corner of the west wall of the school, and succeeded in occupying the mountain as the king and developing it into an exclusive place for taking takeaways for class seven.
Jing Ci raised his head and looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was less than eight o’clock, and he wanted to have lunch.
He shook his head: “No, I’ll go to a cafeteria to eat.”
Li Zhou thought for a while: “Then I will go too. I’m tired of ordering take out.” He slammed Jing Ci’s shoulder and told him: “When the bell rings soon after school, there are going to be many people going to the cafeteria, so let’s hurry.”
Jing Ci nodded and agreed: “Okay.”
The four classes in the morning are physics, English, mathematics and chemistry. Jing Ci listened very carefully to each section.
The provincial experiment is indeed the best high school in the province. The high school he was in before was good enough, but the teacher is still incomparable with the provincial experiment.
The more Jing Ci listened, the more excited he felt, and he felt that this was probably the greatest compensation that God would give him after putting in a book.
Several class teachers have been instructed by Teacher Liu about Jing Ci. They didn’t believe that Jing Ci changed, but at this time, seeing him looking up and listening to the class, they felt very relieved.
The chemistry teacher is the short fat man who held Teacher Liu in the office before. His surname is Wang. He has a very good temper and a good heart. He was afraid that Jing Ci would not understand, so he deliberately elaborated more.
Jing Ci is very keen on knowledge. Seeing the teacher change his lecture style while looking in his direction, his heart was warm.
Even if the teacher talked about everything he had learned before, he still listened very carefully.
When the bell rang for the last class in the morning, Li Zhou hurriedly pulled Jing Ci and rushed outside: “Hurry up, or you won’t be able to get it!”
“On Sunday, every time I go to a canteen is like an Olympic game.”
Jing Ci was also shocked by the running army on the playground. This was never the case in his previous school: “Do you run like this every day?”
“Otherwise?” Li Zhou raised his trousers: “You don’t know, every time you line up to the end, everything is gone.”
As Li Zhou said, the speed under his feet was getting faster, and Jing Ci couldn’t even keep up.
Li Zhou thought he was slow: “I’ll run first! Go and take a seat.” He whirred and gasped, turned his head and said: “Go to window nine to find me, and join-my team! “
Jing Ci couldn’t catch his breath as soon as he spoke, so he had to nod his head as a response.
At this time, Ying Jiao was walking towards the classroom, and the driver at home brought his school uniform over, and the cooking aunt brought him food on the way.
He carried his school uniform in one hand and the thermos in the other hand, avoiding the students running to the canteen, and he was about to turn to the small road when his eyes suddenly stopped.
From the opposite side, Jing Ci was running towards this side, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked particularly young.
He curled his lips, immediately turned his feet, and walked straight towards Jing Ci.
Jing Ci was running desperately forward, and suddenly felt that his eyes darkened, as if he had encountered some obstacle, but at this time it was too late to stop, even though he tried to, he still bumped into someone.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Jing Ci apologized immediately.
A familiar voice came over his head, low, with a little bit of teasing: “Who is this? You are quite skilled in throwing yourself in my arms.”
WCBL: Feng Mao is the director/instructor/dean. I couldn’t decided which word to use so….I’m just going to use all of them lol.