"Too biased."
Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang gently and glanced forward a few times.
Who is partial? It’s none of your business!
Ling Chuyang glanced sideways at Tang Ji, looked at Li Mengmeng who was answering fluently, then looked at the smiling Zhu Yan on the podium, and lowered his head.
Class 5 is really full of yin and yang!
Girls’ grades are better than boys!
Even the new English teacher has figured out the rules.
"Do you know how to do it?" Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji and asked loudly.
"Of course not." Tang Ji rolled his eyes at Ling Chuyang. He was a fair bowl of water and never played favorites.
Ling Chuyang, "..."
No, I'm still here gibbering, waiting to stand up and be embarrassed!
Ling Chuyang took a deep look at Tang Ji and lowered his head.
"Do you know how?" Tang Ji came over again in a voice and looked ahead twice.
Too biased.
"Maybe." Ling Chuyang said hesitantly. He himself was not sure whether he had understood the grammar of the questions he just asked.
What, maybe?
Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang.
Is this matter of partiality and impartiality still possible?
Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji, then looked at the podium, "Look at P, you don't even know how to do it, why are you still waiting to ask questions?"
My brain must have been soaked in the rain just now.
"Ask a question?" Tang Ji was startled when he heard this, "What question?"
When did he ask the question?
Um? Ling Chuyang was startled for a moment, raised his hand to brush his long bangs, and glanced ahead, "Aren't you a teacher who is partial?"
Could it be that he is suffering from a disease?
"Yes." Tang Ji responded, rolled his eyes a few times, and then laughed, "I am biased."
"Hand!" Ling Chuyang snorted, rolled his eyes at Tang Ji, and turned away.
"What's the point of asking questions? I can also ask those questions." Tang Ji came over and flicked Ling Chuyang's arm twice, "Didn't you see that Zheng Yifan had a blanket wrapped around him."
Zheng Yifan, blanket?
Ling Chuyang raised his head and glanced straight ahead, but there was nothing there.
Hey, the figure next to Fang Di is a bit short!
Even though he was a little short, he didn't have a blanket on his body, so he could still distinguish the blue and white school uniforms clearly.
Ling Chuyang lowered his head and quietly opened the book again.
Top fifty in grade!
This English must be at least 90 points.
Thirty minutes away! It's going to kill me.
Tomorrow afternoon, go to the bookstore to pick out a copy of the Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary, and then go back to school to get a haircut.
Ling Chuyang was thinking in his mind, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know how much the dictionary cost.
After pondering for a moment, he turned his head and looked at Tang Ji. Let's ask this guy first. Before he could speak, he saw a somewhat resentful expression on Tang Ji's face.
"Did you see that?" Tang Ji shook his head gently, "Teacher Zhu was too biased and actually gave the blanket to Zheng Yifan."
"It's none of your business." Ling Chuyang rolled his eyes at Tang Ji and replied calmly, "If you want to be number one in the school, I'll probably give it to you."
It's too lenient. Think about how to improve your English.
Tang Ji, "..."
It’s not true, you can do it!
Why doesn't he feel sorry for the squad leader?
"He has no conscience." Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang, "Zheng Yifan is not a student in our class."
"It's none of your business."
Ling Chuyang impatiently straightened the manager's bangs and gave up asking Tang Ji whether he had money or not.
Should Tang Ji change his name to Tang Seng?
"It's none of my business. I just think it's unfair to the monitor."
Tang Ji scratched his head and glanced towards the left front of the classroom.
He always thought that Teacher Zhu liked He Shiling very much. Now it seems that it is true that grades are the most important thing.
Ming should discuss with Yangyang whether to stop playing football and go to the bookstore for a walk.
who? Ling Chuyang turned around and saw Tang Ji's thoughtful expression, "Who are you being unfair to?"
"Then!" Tang Ji glanced at the front left of the classroom. "Monitor, the blanket shouldn't be given to the class. They are also sleeping in class. If Teacher Zhao was here, he would definitely not give it to Zheng Yifan. He..."
"Why can't you give it to my brother?"
Xu Renming walked to the wall, turned his head, pushed up the black glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Tang Ji steadily, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
"Of course not." Tang Ji glanced at Zhu Yan and Li Meng who were singing in harmony in front of him.
"You, give me a reason." Xu Renming sniffed and blinked hard, "If you don't come out, I will never be friends again."
Brotherhood can also be divided into biological brothers and distant brothers.
"Hey, Lao Xu, where are you standing?" Tang Ji put his left hand on the table and kicked Xu Renming's stool hard.
"I'm on my brother's side. Don't talk nonsense. Why can't you be on my brother's side?"
Xu Renming raised his foot and hit Tang Ji back, saying reluctantly.
It’s a matter of brother, we must not back down!
Ling Chuyang glanced left and right, then glanced at Zhou Yuchen who turned around, and leaned against the wall.
Where is Zheng Yifan?
The figure directly in front is obviously not it!
Then, he subconsciously glanced to the left front of the classroom.
Let me go, what is that bright yellow thing?
Next to him was Geng Xinyu who turned his head and looked out the window!
Even she couldn't bear to look at it.
The corner of Ling Chuyang's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed, and quickly raised his hand to cover his nose.
He also wants to know why Teacher Zhu is so "partial"!
However, if that lump of bright yellow looked like something covered her body, it would be a bit unsightly.
Really, too biased!
I couldn't help but look at the podium again, and then glanced at the figure next to Fang Di. It should be Wang Xiaoxiao.
When did Zheng Yifan come to the classroom?
Why are you lying down like the squad leader! Who is the best in the fight?
Ling Chuyang turned his head and glanced at the pile of homework books behind the stool.
You shouldn't have gone to get your homework book just now, you missed a great show!
Ling Chuyang raised his hand to straighten the manager's bangs and leaned against the wall again.
"First, your brother is not in our class; second, he is not our monitor; third, he is not in charge of our study group; fourth, he only comes to add to the fun, but he won't..."
Tang Ji made a few points clearly and neatly, then suddenly paused. Zheng Yifan was here to make up lessons for them. He was here to make up lessons for Geng Xinyu. To put it bluntly, he was here to make up lessons for them!
In fact, Zheng Yifan's arrival is indeed not bad. It adds a lot of fun.
Tang Ji scratched the back of his head and glanced at the left front of the classroom. That bright yellow mass was so conspicuous!
Teacher Zhu is actually quite good, but it seems that the lump can only cover Zheng Yifan.
Tang Ji pursed his lips and looked around at the three people in front of him.
Xu Renming blinked hard, scratched his cheek thoughtfully, and turned his head to look at the old man covered in bright yellow. Tang Ji had a point.
But, brother, this is just for fun. This outstanding class relies on He Shiling as the class leader!
Teacher Zhu, you are indeed too biased!
"Good." Zhu Yan smiled and waved to Li Mengmeng to sit down. "Next, please ask your classmates to bring their textbooks."
Li Mengmeng pursed her lips and smiled, sat down and raised her eyebrows at Su Keke, now they could chat for a while.
Unexpectedly, I saw Dong Huihui's cold gaze sweeping over.
Li Mengmeng snorted softly and looked at Dong Huihui intently until Dong Huihui turned her head.
Every time the English teacher asked her a question, Dong Huihui had this look on her face! If he glared at her again, she would try to get over 100 points every time in English and replace her as the English subject representative next semester.
The English teacher has been changed, why can’t the English department representative be changed?
Li Mengmeng glanced to the front left of the classroom, Hey, monitor, why are you still sleeping?
"OK, 6."
Zhu Yan looked around the classroom, glanced at the textbook, then turned to write the title of Lesson 6 on the blackboard.
"Teacher, you are too partial (Teacher, I have a problem, I think you are too partial)..."
A gentle voice sounded from behind...
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