giggle! stay!
Principal Li glanced at the young head teacher and looked away.
Kong has grown a pair of beautiful skin.
Why are you staring at him with this idiotic expression?
He is not a beautiful girl, he is just an old man over fifty years old.
Principal Li curled his lips slightly and looked towards the lively crowd in the classroom.
The excitement remains unabated.
These kids!
Principal Li looked around and raised the ping pong ball in his hand: "Everyone, please be quiet."
"Quiet, quiet." "Stop talking." "Stop talking." "Principal Li is going to lecture you."
The lively classroom suddenly became quiet again.
Principal Li looked at the faces looking towards him and raised the table tennis racket in his hand: "This is a new one, third mate."
"Isn't it already done just now?" Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help but murmured, blinked her big peach blossom eyes, glanced at Principal Li on the podium, and then glanced at the young head teacher next to her.
Well, the head teacher's expression seems to be a little different suddenly.
"Hey, hey," Yan Xiaoyu reached out and patted Tongtong's left arm gently, "Why doesn't the head teacher look at the scenery?"
How did she know? Tongtong pushed away Yan Xiaoyu's hand, moved his arm to the right, and pressed it on the Chinese class in front of him.
The class teacher seemed to have stopped looking at the scenery outside the window for a while. He had been teaching the scenery inside - staring at Principal Li.
Now? Tongtong leaned against the cool wall, raised his eyes and looked at the class teacher next to the podium.
Huh? What does that sunny face mean?
What about standing upright? His eyes were wandering, slowly moving towards them from the left side of the classroom.
He acted like Principal Li.
Tongtong adjusted his gaze and looked towards Principal Li. He couldn't help but retract his gaze and lowered his eyes.
The two people's eyes unexpectedly met. Since when did the head teacher and Principal Li have such a tacit understanding?
She just lowered her head and ignored Yan Xiaoyu for a moment, but her style of painting suddenly changed again?
Tongtong couldn't help but raise his head and pull the bangs on his forehead.
"My hair is not messy, why should I do it?"
Yan Xiaoyu's low laughter suddenly came over.
"It's up to you." Tongtong glanced at Yan Xiaoyu, rolled his eyes, turned away, and looked at the Chinese textbook under his arm in front of him.
He stared at the text for two seconds, blinked, and looked toward the front of the classroom again.
What does Principal Li mean by suddenly hesitating to speak?
What does he mean by scanning the classroom with a smile in the same manner as the head teacher?
"So handsome." Song Ci in front suddenly whispered, and then he lay on the table, turned to look at Tang Sisi, "The head teacher is looking at us."
Is the head teacher looking at us? Hearing this, Tongtong couldn't help but look towards Tang Sisi, only to see Tang Sisi glance at the podium expressionlessly, and then lie down on the table.
Haha, Song Ci is a nymphomaniac!
Tang Sisi is much more normal.
The corner of Tongtong's mouth twitched, he shook the ice gently, and looked towards the young head teacher beside the podium, just in time to meet the head teacher's gaze.
Handsome? She didn't feel it at all.
Tongtong glanced at the class teacher steadily, and suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled again. He turned his head slightly and saw Yan Xiaoyu lying on the table, looking at her with a bright smile.
What are you laughing at? Before Tongtong could ask, he heard Tang Sisi's voice coming from the front.
"Yeah, the head teacher is really handsome."
ah? Tongtong's eyes flickered when he looked at Yan Xiaoyu: "Do you also think the head teacher is so handsome?"
"Yeah." Yan Xiaoyu nodded her head repeatedly, "Handsome."
After finishing, he looked towards Song Ci and Tang Sisi in front.
Where is the handsomeness? Tongtong silently rolled his eyes in the air, whatever, after all, everyone has their own preferences for radish and green vegetables.
She didn't notice how handsome the head teacher was. She could only understand that the head teacher was not her type.
Ah! What are the expressions of these children?
The young head teacher looked left and right at Song Ci and Tang Sisi who were lying on the table in the front row. Hehe, he only saw two dark heads.
These two female students were too disrespectful to him at the moment.
At least take a look at him.
The young head teacher couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he couldn't spoil the good guys anymore, he still had to teach them a lesson when it was time to do so.
The young head teacher glanced at the two dark heads again, moved his eyes back, and just met Tongtong's gaze.
This is the correct way to communicate with his students.
Huh? After two seconds of looking at each other, Tongtong also looked away, glanced to the left, and then rolled his eyes.
What's the meaning? The young head teacher was startled. He didn't do anything. He just quietly accompanied Principal Li and looked at them.
I was actually given a blank look again. Is it wrong to be a foil?
Could it be that the young head teacher immediately turned to look at Principal Li, only to see that Principal Li was still smiling and scanning the students under the podium one by one.
Seeing Principal Li's calm and calm expression, the young head teacher instantly felt a surge of admiration from the bottom of his heart.
Ginger is still very old!
He is still too young.
Those two dark heads and those white eyes slightly aroused his emotions.
He wants to learn from Principal Li!
Be calm! Be calm and calm! Take your time to watch the flowers bloom and fade in front of the court! To watch the clouds rolling and relaxing.
flower? cloud?
The young head teacher paused and said, forget it.
He might as well be a quiet foil and look at the scenery outside the window.
The protagonist of the classroom should be left to Principal Li alone.
The young head teacher thought like this, slowly turned away, and looked out the window again.
A large light cloud, with the golden color of sunlight, floated across the blue sky in front of the window, and not far away, another cloud followed it.
The sky is blue and the clouds are transparent, so beautiful.
The young head teacher couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking of the ancient poem: White clouds are not always accompanied by an appointment.
Principal Li frowned slightly and looked at the back of the young head teacher's head. This bastard was looking at the scenery again.
Don’t you know how to learn something?
"Okay. Everyone," Principal Li glanced at the young class teacher and then looked into the classroom. "The table tennis rackets are ready for you. I'm just waiting for you to beat the cow. Are you confident?"
"Yes!" "Yes!" "It's really prepared for us." "Principal Li, you are so kind."
The originally quiet classroom suddenly became lively again.
"Beat the bull and win the first place."
I don’t know who suddenly raised his voice again.
"Beat the cow and win the first place." "Beat the cow and win the first place." "Beat the cow and win the first place."
Someone in the classroom instantly echoed, and after a few shouts, the originally chaotic voices became orderly in an instant.
"Beat the bull and win the first place."
The momentum almost broke through the roof and went straight into the sky.
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