Jiang Su lowered his head, understanding that the head teacher specifically asked him to come to the office for training because he didn't sign up for the remedial class, so he simply vented the accumulated resentment——
"Some of the questions are not asked according to the routine. I always focus on memorizing the second half of the sentence. If the second half of the sentence is suddenly asked and I am asked to fill in the second half, I will definitely not be able to remember it."
"Also, there are too many false characters in ancient poetry and classical Chinese, so I accidentally write them wrong."
"By the way, some classical Chinese texts end with 'ye', and some end with '矣'. I can't even memorize these words, let alone write them down."
"In short... ancient poetry and classical Chinese are too difficult."
The English teacher took out a handful of melon seeds from the drawer and cracked them while sighing sincerely: "What you said is so true."
The head teacher glared at the English teacher, turned to stare at Jiang Su seriously, slapped the table with his hand, and said loudly: "How come other students can fill in the questions you mentioned correctly, memorize them, and overcome them?" , what if you can’t do it??”
Jiang Su stared at his shoes and cursed in his heart: Because I am not another student...
"You haven't laid a good foundation in Chinese from the beginning!" The class teacher slammed his hand on the table, "Look at how far your Chinese language has grown compared with other subjects? Aren't you angry? I'll do it for you Get angry!"
Jiang Su took a breath and muttered: "I have learned Chinese from you since junior high school..."
The head teacher adjusted his glasses emotionally: "Learning is your own business. I asked you to sign up for a tutoring class, but you are still not happy. Well, then tell me what you want to do! What! What!"
When the head teacher said this, he simply pushed the pen forward on the table, leaned back, raised his chin, and looked directly at the person through his nostrils.
Jiang Su glanced at her, secretly glanced at the English teacher, and pursed his lips: "I want to prepare for the English speech contest."
The head teacher suddenly sat up straight, his eyes were burning, and he wanted to stare Jiang Su to death.
Before the head teacher could get angry, the English teacher interrupted her: "Ahem, Lao Li, your tutoring class..."
The English teacher made a meaningful and long voice, put down the melon seeds in his hand, and said with a serious face: "I'm embarrassed to say it in front of the students, but didn't the documents for this tutoring class have been issued?"
The English teacher lowered his voice and winked at the class teacher: "If we are caught... it will be a big deal! The physics teacher from No. 4 Middle School was kicked off the class!"
I saw the head teacher's face changed, and he felt a little out of sorts.
Of course she knew that the English teacher was helping Jiang Su, but it was true that a teacher from No. 4 Middle School was investigated and punished.
Having said that, it is very understandable that the English teacher helped Jiang Su. If Jiang Su gave her such a high score in the Chinese language test and was so competitive with her, she would have to be more protective than the English teacher!
"Not signing up for a tutoring class doesn't mean you don't study Chinese well, ah." The head teacher changed the topic and glared at Jiang Su, tapping on his desk with a pen, thinking in his mind.
But after thinking about it for a long time, I really had nothing to say, so I could only say distractedly: "Go get a notebook and copy the entire book of classical Chinese and ancient poems. From now on, come to my place with your notebook and memorize it every day!"
"Okay." Jiang Su accepted the punishment obediently. Just as the bell rang, the class teacher shooed him back to the classroom like a fly.
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Jiang Su slumped down in his seat listlessly, staring straight at the writing on the blackboard.
In this class of English, he would be fine even if he was distracted.
Liang Yun, who was on the side, punched his arm and whispered: "Why are you so dazed? Are you going to eat hot pot chicken at noon? Old Wu said he was treating him."
Jiang Su raised his eyes and looked at Old Wu at the front table. This kid was secretly playing with his mobile phone with his head down!
Thinking about it, Jiang Su also secretly took out his mobile phone.
Then I saw the news about Wu Zhibo. It turned out that Wu Zhibo was happy because he received the Kangna pillow from Yan Anqing! So I want to ask the two brothers to have a good meal.
Later, Jiang Su saw Gao Zhian’s unread messages on QQ.
Gao Zhian: "Ah ah Brother Su! My sister finally gave me her phone back!"
Gao Zhian poked you.
Gao Zhian poked you.
Gao Zhian: "Brother Su, my sister just gave me the mobile phone, I will send you a message right away!"
Gao Zhian: "We will meet in two days! It will be like meeting relatives!"
Gao Zhian: "Excited! Excited!"
Gao Zhian: "Hey? Typing?? Are you online?"
Gao Zhian poked you.
Gao Zhian: "Brother Su?"
Jiang Su smiled helplessly. This kid was too impatient, so he replied: "Well, I'm in class."
Jiang Su: "I just happened to go to the aquarium to relax. I have been bored to death by studying during this period."
Gao Zhian: "Hey, I never worry about studying."
Gao Zhian: "Anyway, I can never compare to my sister."
Jiang Su: "Why compete with her? Just be yourself."
Gao Zhian: "Yeah. But speaking of which, my sister is obviously in a good mood these days."
Jiang Su: "How do you say that?"
Gao Zhian: "The number of times she beat me has obviously decreased."
Jiang Su: "..."
Gao Zhian: "I went to clean up her room last night and accidentally left fingerprints on her window glass. She didn't hit me, she just scolded me a few times. My sister's temper is really gentle."
Jiang Su: "...As long as you are happy."
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After being confused all day, Jiang Su went into the bedroom as soon as he got home from school.
Jiang Wei was standing at the entrance looking for something when she felt a gust of black wind blowing past her, and her face was filled with shock: "What swished past just now?"
Jiang's mother glanced at Jiang Su's closed door and shouted loudly: "Jiang Su, come out and wash your hands and eat!"
Then he stared at Jiang Wei, who seemed to be going back to the room, and frowned: "What are you going to do? You are ready to eat."
"Hey, Mom, I won't eat." Jiang Wei acted coquettishly at her mother, raising her hand to show her the prosthetic armor on her fingers, "I'm going back to my room to play the guzheng!"
After saying that, he slipped into the room.
"These two children." Mother Jiang shook her head helplessly and sighed.
After Jiang Su got into the bedroom angrily, the first thing he did was to tear it down! present! Things!
He's already so horny!
I have been thinking about it all day! Wu Zhibo showed off and talked about it all day long!
Jiang Su locked the door, took out the express box neatly, and unpacked it three times.
What appears in front of you is...
A picture album...?
This is……
A picture album made of his drawings? !
Jiang Su flipped through the album page by page in disbelief. This bold painting style and these shameful movements are all his ancient works!
Yan Anqing once said that he started paying attention to him very early, starting from when he drew books...
Thinking of this, Jiang Su's mouth twitched and his mood became very subtle.
She was so ashamed that she wanted to run away, but she was also extremely moved by Yan Anqing's thoughts.
The most valuable thing is that Jiang Su never directly takes pictures of paintings and posts them online. He always shows his works for a few seconds at the end of the live broadcast. Therefore, these paintings are taken by Yan Anqing one by one, framed one by one, and then printed one by one. Come out and be bound into a book.
As I was flipping through the pages, a card suddenly fell out of the album.
The pale pink card exudes a faint fragrance, with the beautiful handwriting of Yan An Qingjuan on it——
Would you like other girls?
I think so.
And she will call you brother.
