The bell rang for the end of get out of class. Anyway, Zhu Houzhao's second martial arts theory class was over.
The two troublemakers who had a black nose and swollen eyes just now sat down in their seats at some point. When they heard the bell rang for the end of get out of class, they felt a thrill in their hearts. Amitabha, God bless them, they could finally get rid of this situation. The god of plague.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Houzhao did not leave immediately. Instead, he picked up the folder of lecture notes placed on the podium and walked slowly and leisurely to the table where the two men were sitting.
''Did you listen to the content of the class I taught just now?" Zhu Houzhao said sharply.
''Listen, listen. "The two of them nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
''Well, come back and let me listen to it. "Zhu Houzhao said with a smile.
"What? Memorize it?" Their expressions changed dramatically, and they were immersed in huge shock. How could a ghost memorize so much classroom content?
''You can't recite it, right? Well, come with me to the office!"
Going to the office? Their faces suddenly turned pale. They knew exactly what kind of consequences would be waiting for them after going to the office.
According to past practice, the punishment is nothing more than being forced to stand, copying books, and taking political and ideological education and brainwashing classes. Anyway, there is no good harvest.
Teachers have shown this trump card before, but they only showed it to bluff people, but the result was that they did not really implement it, that is, they did not implement it, and they became more and more bold. , the result is that the trouble has reached this point today.
But looking at the posture of the teacher named Zhu today, it is not just a posturing, it seems that he is serious about it. Alas, this time the two brothers will have to shed a layer of skin if they don't die.
"I'm lucky I didn't get dragged to the office..." I don't know which two of them sighed softly. When I looked closer, I saw it was the little boy and the big girl who were flirting with each other during Zhu Houzhao's class.
The two of them were secretly congratulating themselves on surviving the catastrophe, when suddenly an angry voice came from them, "And you two, don't just lie there pretending to be stupid. Have you forgotten what happened in the last class? Complain to me and make a fuss." I’m the most vicious, I’m sorry to have to ask you two to go too!”
"Teacher, we are the most well-behaved and well-behaved in this class..." The two of them shrank their necks when they heard this, and they looked very honest at first sight, and they kept shouting injustice.
"You're a liar!" Zhu Houzhao stepped forward, his black and white eyes becoming cold and sharp!
He snorted coldly and cursed: "If you two could behave yourself, there would never be any unruly people in the world! Every time this bad class does bad things, you two are always involved!" Zhu Houzhao was not polite at all.
Seeing that Zhu Houzhao's sharp mouth could make a living person angry and angry again, in front of the angry Zhu Houzhao, the two of them closed their eyes and pretended to be faint. There was nothing they could do.
If he kept pretending to be dead, Leng Buding, the excited teacher surnamed Zhu, would be slapped with a big ear scraper that made his teeth and mouth crack in pain.
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Spring is here, the flowers are blooming just right, the grass is green and exciting, the afternoon sunshine makes you feel so comfortable and innocently blue, the clouds are floating slowly, and from time to time you can see birds flying by...
Zhu Houzhao remembered that there was a song written like this. It was in this mood that he happily took these naughty students to the office of the martial arts teaching and research group.
After several difficult confrontations, it seems that the work of rectifying the teaching order of the first (fifth) grade of junior high school has come to an end.
In the office of the martial arts teaching and research team, several martial arts teachers who came to the No. 2 Middle School to support teaching were discussing animatedly.
''What am I talking about this time? Zhu Yu from the Civil and Military School doesn't listen to advice, and sooner or later he won't get any good results. I'm afraid it will be effective today, right?" one said.
''Yes, yes, who told him to be so tall and self-righteous that he had to wade through this muddy water? I heard that there were many people in the first (fifth) year of junior high school who had difficulty shaving their heads, and many subject teachers were let go. I guess this civil and military Zhu Yu from the school is not much better. Who told him to be pretentious? That's right!" Another hurriedly added.
''Shh, everyone, keep your voices down, keep your voices down! I seem to hear his footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor. It would be terrible if he heard our words. "Abrupt," one person said.
"What's wrong?" The person who was the first to discuss curled his lips and said, "Did we make him suffer? Are we forcing him to wade through this muddy water? Or do we owe him something? None of them. ! He is asking for his own troubles and deficiencies! If he wants to do that, shouldn’t others be able to tell him?"
After a pause, the man made a face again and said, "But Zhu Yu will arrive later, so we still have to prepare handkerchiefs and comforting words to comfort him who is crying. It's true!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the office door was pushed open.
Everyone was surprised to see Zhu Houzhao walking in the front with his head held high and his chest high, and several prominent figures with dejected and mournful faces. It is said that it is difficult to shave their heads in the first or fifth day of junior high school.
The smiles on the lips of several supporting martial arts teachers who were waiting to see Zhu Houzhao's joke froze, and they subconsciously rubbed their eyes. Could it be that they were dazzled.
Zhu Houzhao naturally saw the reactions of several supporting martial arts teachers. Even the handkerchiefs they prepared and the words they wanted to comfort themselves, Zhu Houzhao not only saw but also imagined.
However, it has always been Zhu Houzhao's purpose as a person to follow his own path and let others decide.
Zhu Houzhao acted as if nothing had happened. He hummed a song and found a chair to sit down in a relaxed and happy manner. Then with a thunderous face, he faced a few trembling junior high school students (fifth grade) standing in front of him. The hard-headed figure ordered, "Okay, I won't go into the big principles. Just write me a profound review and copy the content I taught today five hundred times!" My requirements are not high. First, I must stand while writing reviews and copying class content. Secondly, the words copied must be in regular script; the review written must touch the soul, and achieve the effect of starting from the outside to the inside, from the phenomenon to the essence, drawing inferences from one instance and drawing parallels!”
Zhu Houzhao's voice was low and hoarse, but it had an air of calmness and authority in it.
''What? Stand and copy the book five hundred times? And the words need to be in block letters? What? Stand and write a review? The content must also touch the soul, from the outside to the inside, from the phenomenon to the essence, draw inferences from one instance to other cases, and draw parallels. Effect?"
''day! How can we achieve the effect of looking from the outside to the inside, from phenomena to essence, drawing inferences from one instance and drawing parallels?"
What on earth is this? At this moment, these students with double differences felt a tingle in their hearts, and the hairs on their hair stood on end. Only then could they truly understand the power of this ferocious Teacher Zhu.
In any case, Zhu Houzhao's set of difficult punishments was still too out of line.
When several difficult-to-shave people finished writing their self-reflection and copying the book a hundred times, each of them felt numbness in their legs and feet, signs of cramping in their feet, and difficulty in breathing.
After copying it two hundred times, a guy was out of breath, his vision began to freeze, his head was buzzing like after drinking a lot of wine, his face turned pale, he stumbled, and fell to the ground.
After copying it three hundred times, another guy's head became blurred, and the scene in front of him began to turn black from bottom to top. Finally, he lost consciousness in a daze and fell softly...
And when they copied it five hundred times, all four guys fell to the ground.
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