"What does she mean?"
Ling Shuchu saw Tan Lin looking here with a smile on her lips, "She is provoking you."
"I see." He Shiling smiled, stopped spinning the pen, and closed the book in front of her.
provocative? Well, Ling Shuchu said it was a provocation. She quite liked such provocation.
"Can you still laugh? Just laugh slowly. I'm reading a book and I don't care about you anymore."
Ling Shuchu angrily turned her head to look at the book in front of her, and couldn't help but glance at He Shiling. What on earth was she thinking? I'm so angry.
He Shiling looked at her watch and saw Ling Shuchu rolling his eyes at her.
Well, it’s almost time and it’s time to end.
"And me." He Shiling's clear and unhurried voice rang in the classroom.
"Quiet." "There is no quiet in our class." "I mean be quiet. The monitor has spoken." "Where?" "Look?" "Who?"
"Look. The monitor is up." Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang, "Xiao Yangyang, Xiao Yangyang."
"I heard it, I'm not deaf." Ling Chuyang pushed Tang Ji's hand away and sat up a little straighter.
"sorry for disturbance."
A loud voice came from outside the front door of the classroom, and Yi Lingfei suddenly appeared at the front door of the classroom.
"Who is it?" "The old squad leader is back?" "Is the old squad leader going to run for office?" "Are we electing the squad leader?" "It's really exciting now." "You're stupid, Yi Lingfei is from Class 16 Monitor."
"No," Yi Lingfei said with a smile, pointing to He Shiling who had just stood up, "I'm looking for her. Teacher Zhao is waiting for you on the fourth floor."
"Okay." He Shiling responded, "Wait for me for a minute."
"Yeah." Yi Lingfei nodded, walked in, leaned against the desk in the first row, and looked at the list of personnel on the blackboard. Are there three candidates for squad leader? He missed this wonderful show again. Fortunately, you can listen to her one-minute speech.
"I am He Shiling. I have been the monitor for ten years and the deputy monitor for one and a half years."
He Shiling stood up, left her seat, glanced at the podium, and then walked toward the back door of the classroom.
"A single branch is not spring, but a hundred flowers bloom and spring fills the garden. We are like uneven wooden boards of various materials, tied together by the rope of Class 5, forming a wooden bucket filled with water. Old Class, like carrying a bucket "The handle," He Shiling paused, "is very strong and reliable."
There was a chuckle in the classroom, mixed with some whispers, "This metaphor is very novel." "It's really different." "This metaphor is very appropriate." "Is it just related to the election? Have you campaigned like this before?"
"The teachers in each class have also provided us with a solid and thick foundation. However, how much water can be held ultimately depends on ourselves. Therefore, everyone must use your strengths and avoid weaknesses, give full play to your characteristics and advantages, and become the highest point. And when the good and the bad are mixed, We also need to make up for our shortcomings.”
"So, this semester, we will provide everyone with a platform for mutual learning and opportunities to share experiences." He Shiling pointed to the inverted triangle mark on the left side of the blackboard next to the podium. The flag is no longer there, but the mark is still there. "Strive to end the summer vacation." Time to take back the honor that belongs to us."
"Okay, listen to the monitor!" Someone suddenly shouted. The classroom suddenly became lively.
"We must take back the honor that belongs to us." "We must take it back." "Monitor, honor is synonymous with us." "We will not let Principal Cao criticize us anymore." "We can't hurt our old class anymore." "We must take back the honor that belongs to us." It brings glory to the reconciliation.”
He Shiling gently pulled the back door, but it didn't open? Standing on tiptoes, he looked at the glass in the upper middle of the door.
"I'll do it." Ling Chuyang stood up quickly, pushed and pulled twice, and the door opened.
"That's it, everyone, you continue." After He Shiling finished speaking, he smiled at Ling Chuyang, nodded, and walked out through the back door.
"You hit the nail on the head in this one-minute campaign and successfully stimulated them. Your plank theory is good."
Yi Lingfei greeted him with a smile, and the two figures disappeared together at the stairs leading to the fourth floor...
"Is this the end?" "Didn't we just talk for a minute?" "Then, do you want to choose or not?"
"Of course I have to choose. Isn't the League Secretary still there?" "Eleven and a half years ago. Have you been the squad leader since kindergarten?" "What do you think?" "Let me count on my fingers." "Count P Yeah, do you want to lend me my hand and count them together?"
"Did your Chinese teacher teach you math?" "Math was taught by Teacher Zhao. You can't say that about Teacher Zhao."
…
Outside the back door of the classroom, at the entrance of the third staircase.
"Let's disperse." Li Shiping turned around and walked towards the second floor.
Fortunately, he slipped away quickly, no, reacted quickly, and held the door open, waiting for them to elegantly and slowly straighten their clothes, smooth their hair, leave the back door of the classroom, and walk safely to the stairs. Afterwards, he quickly flashed to the stairs.
Walking to the corner of the second staircase, Li Shiping paused again. The barrel theory was good, but He Lingling paused again. What was she hesitating about? I need to go to the library and have a look. Is this how she explained the barrel theory?
"Leaving now?" Zhu Yan looked at Li Shiping who turned to leave, and then looked at a few other people, but they hadn't come out yet.
"It's time to go." Ding Kailing responded. The result was obvious, so she naturally had to leave.
The floating red flag of the outstanding class collective is what Class 5 has always been proud of. The lost floating red flag. The public criticism from Principal Cao is the pain of Class 5 this semester. Although He Lingling said few words, he hit everyone every time. pain points.
Ding Kailing raised her delicate hands gracefully, lifted the corners of her woolen coat, and walked down the stairs. In fact, she really wanted to go to the fourth floor to see if He Lingling had been called to be criticized. After thinking about it, forget it, let's go back to the office first. After all, dinner time was coming soon.
"How about I wait with you for a while." Tan Xiling smiled. She wanted to see how many votes Tan Lin could get. She also wanted to know how much waves this one-minute speech could stir up.
Baihua, make up for the shortcomings? How come the small wooden barrel has the same teaching philosophy as Song Yi?
"Okay, let's wait until the votes are counted before we leave." Zhu Yan's eyes lit up. Thinking of the group list, Xiao Shiling had already prepared it. If it weren't for the sudden sense of tacit understanding between her and her, he would have misunderstood it. ah.
She also wants to know, with 65 people and 4 shortlists, how many votes can they get? Was it a close win? Or a decisive victory over the rest?
"Stop. Stay away." Tan Xiling reminded, grabbing Zhu Yan who was about to walk to the back door, and pointed to the fourth floor, "The people who go upstairs will come back soon. Teacher Li is not here .”
"Yeah." Zhu Yan stopped with a smile. Yes, she was just surprised, thanks to Li Shiping holding the back door.
There was also the sudden appearance of Yi Lingfei. Fortunately, Kailing's hearing was sensitive and reminded her that someone seemed to be coming. Several people, pulling and pushing, hurriedly moved to the stairway to the side.
What's this? Sneaking into a corner? It really damages the image of being a teacher.
