"Can he be considered a class representative?" The new tutor looked at him extremely despised. Seeing the students nodded together, I still couldn't believe it. In his mind, the so-called class representative... Normally, the choices of the poor college must be: tall and strong, Kong Wu is powerful, fierce, evil spirits, stinky farts soaring into the sky, and four or five little brothers around him.

It can also be: dressed in a bright dress, a small family background, a vicious look, a stinky fart, and four or five little brothers around him.

Or: he is a delicate body and a noble person, a second generation of officials, an arrogant attitude, a stinky fart, and four or five little brothers around him.

In front of you.

This person... is thin and thin, with a malnourished body like a skeleton. Can this guy be a representative of his duty?

Can this "convince the public"?

More importantly, as a class representative, whether you are convinced by force or financial means, or you are selected by your father’s name, at least you have to bring a group of little brothers, otherwise if something happens, who can you suppress? This guy is not the kind of class representative who has excellent grades, right? Is the ex-teacher’s mind problem? Can you make such a scumbag a class representative?

There is no dog foot to serve, and he has the courage to call himself a class representative? Isn’t he afraid of being dragged across the school building and being beaten into a vegetable dog?

Slow down.

wrong!

"Get up, as a class representative, I actually slept in class. What's the point, get up quickly and get up!" the new instructor roared.

Du Nan remained motionless.

That means it is like saying: Xiao Yang, there is no thunder sound, and he also wants to wake me up in class, who is sleeping. It’s just a dream!

Seeing this situation, the new mentor's face turned pale, twisted, and deformed. Nimei's class representative, this mentor was yelling and fighting, but he didn't respond at all. He had agreed to sit in a dangerous position, he said he would please and laugh, and he said he should be humble?

This is unscientific!

The new tutor changed into a 'you're finished' expression, walked up, slapped Du Nan's table hard, and shouted: "Get up, get up, get up, little scum. I'll count three times, if you don't get up again, your final exam will be over. This tutor will do what he said, it will be useless for the principal to plead with you at that time, and I will definitely kick you out of school. One, two..."

Counting and counting.

"Teacher." A female classmate with a round face with obedient face suddenly raised her hand, looking like she was making a report when she had something to do.

The new mentor was stunned, stopped, and said unhappily: "Say."

The female classmate with a freckle on her face coughed and said seriously: "Report to Teacher Lu, Du Bandae's final exam has been passed."

"Oh.ah? What does this mean?"

"Ahem, that's how it's like." The female student with a round face was a little proud, but she didn't dare to be too proud, and said in a low voice: "Teacher, don't know that Du Bandae had passed the intermediate academic assessment a year ago. Therefore, there is no need to participate in the final assessment in two months, and the teacher does not need to score."

"There is such a thing?" The new teacher Lu's mouth twitched.

This girl...

The grades are a bit too good.

"And." Xiaolong's face continued to be proud: "Five days ago, Du Bande participated in the advanced academic evaluation. As a result, the excellent results of Baiquan City and fifth in the entire Jiangnan region were on the list. The school has already made a decision. Du Bande does not need to be evaluated, but can go to the senior class directly. Moreover, his fifth-level evaluation of Jiangnan region will also be recorded. There is no need to be a second evaluation for the senior class. Two years later, you can directly graduate with the best scores in the history of the school!"

After saying that, Xiaolong's face was well-behaved.

Only the new ancient Chinese class leader is left, Comrade Lu, who is ignorant of the details... is chaotic in the wind.

Nick's.

The small middle school students have even completed the advanced academic evaluation and are ranked fifth in the entire Jiangnan region.

Is this a fucking human?

According to this, he just needs to spend some time together and go to high school class automatically... and then continue to spend some time together and graduate automatically... If he has financial resources, with the fifth place in the entire Jiangnan District and the first place in Baiquan City, he may also enter the city Jinxiu University.

"Ahem, it turns out that student Du's grades are so excellent." Teacher Lu's eyes turned around and took a new plan. He was full of "20 years of professionalism in small braids", saying that the wings were at least a basket of students in his hands: "But, in terms of daily moral evaluation, I still need this tutor..."

"teacher."

Another classmate with thin and slim eyes raised his hand and interrupted Teacher Lu's planned speech.

Teacher Lu felt bad: "You said."

"Du Bande's daily rules were praised by the school. Since Du Bande's achievements were the best in Baiquan City and the fifth in Jiangnan, the Chishui District Science and Education Bureau specially promoted the school's Vice President Fang to Deputy Director of the Science and Education Bureau. Therefore, Du Bande's daily rules were affirmed by Director Fang. If the tutor in charge rejected Du Bande's moral evaluation, it would be equivalent to vetoing Director Fang's opinion. I think Director Fang must be very unhappy when he knew it."

After talking, Thin Wan sat down with her glasses.

All the students all put on a show, "Do you want to sing a stage play with the former vice principal and the current Director Fang of the Science and Education Bureau?"

They were promoted by this sleeping domineering.

Are you going to sabotage?

"No, no, of course not." Teacher Lu's sweating and murmured: "Well, this tutor does not mean this. I mean, Student Du's daily rules need to be studied well and is worthy of imitation. Principal Fang, no, Director Fang's opinion is certainly not wrong. How could I deny Director Fang's meaning? Haha, ha..."

The students were dizzy when they heard this.

Follow the example?

Learn about this sleeping tyrant?

You asked us to sleep during class, are you a class tutor? This guy slept hard during the day and ran around at night, dared to imitate? This guy slept well during the day, slept enough, and didn't study at all. Can he follow the example? He was obviously in the middle class, but after taking the exam for high school academics, he won the first place in the city. How can he follow this?

You should know that his ancient literature and academic knowledge even invited the war song class of Baiquancheng Higher Education College three times... He is not willing to go!

Is this something that others can follow?

"What do you look at? Do you have any doubts about the words of the mentor? You should know that your final exam is still in the hands of this mentor. You are not blamed for the past, but you should know right or wrong and understand right or wrong. If you still do the same, you will also have the scores of daily rules..."

"Teacher." Xiaolong-faced stood up again, as if he was going to report again.

Teacher Lu's mouth twitched: "Also?"

"Yeah." Xiaolong nodded obediently, saying that the top student's motivation has not been exhausted, and there is still some remaining: "Du Bandei has already said about our class. Because he was not good at assisting, he felt very guilty. Du Bandei decided to lead everyone to study hard again. If he didn't take everyone well and bring them all into the elevation class, he would not study anymore and go home to pick up garbage."

"Don't recite it?" Teacher Lu's face turned pale.

He could have imagined: Principal Fang, oh no, Director Fang pulled up his collar and shouted desperately: Is there a brand of promotion and wealth? Did your mother take him to pick up garbage? Why don’t you beg him to come back to class in the high school? You dare to disband the organization of the ancient Chinese class, and see if I don’t pull you off and suck you!

No wonder.

There is such a group of old men in the school, and no one is willing to take over this class. It turns out that this top student cannot move, nor can this group of scumbags. Whoever beats the brand of Director Fang’s promotion will end. The former principal has stepped down, will it have something to do with this sleeping guy?

"Self-study." As a group of poor students showed off their contempt skills, Teacher Lu fought back with a "Self-study ultimate move" and flashed out of the battlefield.

Out of the classroom.

An unpleasant cheer echoed in my ears.

The new mentor's face was distorted, and he looked fierce, "Little scumbags, please wait for me."

The students in the class turned around and looked at the sleeping Du Nan and the representatives of the Du class in a very complicated mood. They seemed a little ungrateful to Teacher Kong, and Du Nan calculated to protect the disciples left by Teacher Kong. They were so good or bad that they could not imagine whether this person was good or bad. When they saw Teacher Lu escape, everyone was in the same mood: you don’t need to take action when you win, and you don’t need to talk when you say you win... This is the real academic master!

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"Teacher Lu wants to mess with Du Nan, are you kidding?"

School, teacher's private lounge.

A group of people are discussing secretly.

The new class director of the Guwen Class, Teacher Lu, was discussing major events with a slightly rich man, dressed in a bright and stinky manner, and a little boy beside him, holding a plump and silly girl's face in his arms. What both sides said was the bargaining chips for the class representative of the Guwen Class Du Nan, and the former vice principal, who was promoted and made money.

"No joke, it's true."

The new teacher Lu said that he must be found back when he was slapped in the face. The class representative is unable to handle the academic master, so he naturally finds the school master... No, the school representative is on the head.

The pig's face pulled back his fleshy hands and pushed away the plump girl.

He looked serious.

"Teacher Lu, it's not that I, Zhu Dachang, refuses to help. I don't think Du Nan's boy, also dislike him. But you also know that he got the first place in the ancient Chinese language exam in Baiquan City some time ago, and he was still fifth in the entire Jiangnan region. Although he is a not very important ancient Chinese language subject, his fame is really a real fight. The school is watching him tightly, and he is considered a favorite disciple of Director Fang. If he wants to hit him, it may be difficult to close the stall."

"You helped me this time. You must pass the intermediate ancient arts subject and get the best reviews."

Teacher Lu thought about it and felt that the temptation and temptation might not be enough, and added and said, "I can also think of ways to get advanced assessments. As long as I am still in the school, I can guarantee you to pass the grades. In other aspects, you are the school representative and you also know how to pass the grades."

After saying this.

Zhu Dachang immediately burst his mouth and his eyes narrowed even smaller, leaving only a slit.

In the Civilian Academy, the real class representatives and school representatives naturally have their own magical powers, and the most deficiencies are: the grades are too poor!

This is a good opportunity now.

"It's easy to say. Du Nan is a good student and needs more attention from the school. In short, you can't forget the true nature just because of small grades. If you do it right or wrong, you need to correct it. As a school representative, Zhu will definitely teach him a lesson and let him go back on the road of no return. Director Fang is with me, my father is also the director of the Chishui District Mining Bureau, so he is not afraid of him. Teacher Lu, please rest assured, this matter must be correct."

"That's good, I'm thankful for classmate Zhu."

Teacher Lu smiled, but thought to himself: You idiot, you don’t say anything smoothly, and you still have to go back to your sister. You are a fat pig, you have been jealous of Du Nan for a long time, and this time you are not going to make trouble with courage. Fortunately, I don’t need much capital. You have a good father, even if I do random exams, no one will interfere with your academic course. Anyway, you give favors for free and happy, so it’s a profit for both companies.

The crowd discussed and dispersed.

On the roof, Du Nan was lying on a bed of books. The classic dialogue below could naturally be heard clearly.

Such a "big disaster".

Du Nan really doesn't care about it.

In his mind, the difference between Teacher Lu and Zhu Dachang is nothing more than: one is a silly crafted fool, and the other is a purely natural fool.
Chapter completed!