A class passed quickly, of course, this was relative to Yang Fan. Because he lay on the desk and fell asleep throughout the class, and even drooled...
For Yang Fan's classmate Lei Ting, this class was definitely difficult. The teacher was talking about himself on the podium, and the students were playing with theirs below. It was even more noisy than the previous history class.
Lei Ting was dumbfounded, turning her head left and right like a robot and watching the entire class. The reason was actually very simple, because she had never seen such a chaotic classroom.
When the bell rang, the teacher threw away the chalk and said get out of class was over. He didn't care whether the students heard it or not, and walked out of the classroom as coolly as he could.
Looking at the classroom with few students, Lei Ting smiled bitterly and thought to herself: "Maybe the classroom after class is more suitable for me."
"Hey, wake up, get out of class is over." Wang Yi patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and said.
"get out of class is over?" Yang Fan opened his sleepy eyes, yawned, and asked casually: "What kind of bad teacher was that just now? The lecture was like hypnosis. I can't sleep even if I don't want to."
Yes, it’s the teacher’s fault to sleep in class.
"Our math teacher teaches like that, just ignore him." After Wang Yi said this, he turned to look at the other people in the classroom, lowered his voice and said to Yang Fan: "Be careful of Zhang Chenggang asking you for trouble."
"Who is Zhang Chenggang?" Yang Fan asked with a puzzled look on his face. He just came here and didn't provoke anyone, ah? Could it be that flat-headed one?
Thinking of this, Yang Fan asked: "Are you the flat-headed guy you mentioned?"
"Shh," Wang Yi made a silencing gesture and said, "keep your voice down, no one in this class dares to give him a nickname."
"Are you afraid of a bird? Can he still eat me?" Yang Fan remembered that he had to call his elder brother, waved his hand impatiently, and said: "Brother has something else to do, you can go and play by yourself."
After saying this, Yang Fan strode out of the classroom. When he came to the playground, Yang Fan looked around to see if there was no one, and dialed his eldest brother's phone number as he walked. The call was quickly connected, and the voice of eldest brother Yang Fan came: "How's it going?
Is the reporting going well?"
"Brother, I was assigned to Class 7, Grade 2." Yang Fan said.
"Yes, very good." After hearing Yang Fan's words, Yang Fan's eldest brother immediately praised him: "Do a good job and you will get ahead."
"Brother, the key is that I heard that Xiao Jingyi is in Class 8?" Yang Fan asked: "Didn't you already take care of this? Why wasn't I assigned to Class 8?"
"You fucking idiot, I took care of you just to get you into school. If I hadn't taken care of you, would you have been able to get into Chenyang Middle School?" Yang Fan's eldest brother directly cursed: "If I could control your placement in
Which class is it? Am I not the fucking principal?"
This tone was exactly the same as Yang Fan's lecturing Zhang Chenggang. Yang Fan's lecturing tone was something he learned from his elder brother.
Before Yang Fan could say anything, Yang Fan's eldest brother continued: "Use your pig brain, there are some students and some stupid kids inside. If you can't fucking handle this, just go and kill it! Don't just give it to me if it's okay."
I'll make a phone call to save others from knowing that you are a gangster."
After saying this, Yang Fan's eldest brother hung up the phone. Looking at the phone in his hand, Yang Fan didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Was the emotional eldest brother deceiving him? Before he came, the eldest brother said that everything had been taken care of.
Now, all I need to do is go to school and protect Xiao Jingyi with peace of mind. But now that I am not in the same class as Xiao Jingyi, how can I protect her?
"This, this is too ****." Yang Fan held it in for a long time before he said this. Subconsciously, Yang Fan took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. Just as he was about to light it, he suddenly realized that this was a school, and immediately put the cigarette in his mouth again.
He returned the cigarette case and cursed: "Grandma, I'm really not used to it."
After thinking about it, Yang Fan walked quickly towards the toilet. No need to think about it, Yang Fan wanted to go to the toilet to smoke. Almost all people who started smoking when they were students smoked secretly in the toilet in school.
Yang Fan couldn't help but secretly accuse his elder brother in his heart. He knew that the students were all stupid kids, but he still found mistresses in the school. What the hell was this? He seriously despised his elder brother's behavior of destroying the flowers of the motherland!!!
At this time, the school bell rang. The students who had little time left on the school playground and did not have a strong sense of concept also ran quickly to the classroom after hearing the bell. But Yang Fan quickened his pace and headed towards the toilet.
When he came to the toilet, Yang Fan observed the terrain and walked behind the toilet. There was a small open space behind the toilet, and behind it was the school wall. There was a row of poplar trees in this small open space. Yang Fan walked to
Under the shade, he sat down on the ground against a poplar tree and lit a cigarette.
Just when Yang Fan took a nice puff of the cigarette and was having endless aftertaste, a voice penetrated his ears: "Brother Gang, the new Yang Fan is a bit evil. He seems to be having more fun than us."
Huh? Hearing the mention of himself, Yang Fan couldn't help but prick up his ears and listen. Needless to say, this Brother Gang seems to be Zhang Chenggang from Class 7, Grade 2.
"Maybe it's a bluff." Another boy's voice sounded.
I only heard Zhang Chenggang say in a very arrogant way: "Whether you are bluffing or not, you will know after this class is over. Brothers, please wait and prepare to weigh this kid's weight. I have to let him know that he is here in Class 7, Grade 2.
If it's a tiger, he has to lie down for me; if it's a dragon, he has to be coiled up for me."
"That's right, a strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake." The one who started speaking said immediately.
Then there was a burst of laughter from the three of them, and the laughter became farther and farther away. It seemed that the three of them had left the toilet.
"It's okay to be taught a lesson by my elder brother, but these little kids want to teach me a lesson too?" Yang Fan spat hard, put out the cigarette in his hand, and walked towards the classroom.
"Report." Seeing a female teacher in class, Yang Fan subconsciously stood at the door of the classroom.
In an instant, the originally noisy classroom fell silent, and all the students in Class 2 and Seven of Senior High School looked at Yang Fan as if they were aliens. The female teacher on the podium was also stunned. Since she taught Class 2 and Seven of Senior High School, had she ever encountered such a person?
Have you ever seen such a polite student?
"Come in...come in..." The female teacher finally responded.
Yang Fan walked back to his seat and sat down. The female teacher didn't seem to react for a long time. It wasn't until the classroom became noisy again that she nodded to Yang Fan with a smile, turned around and continued writing something on the blackboard.
"Brother, you are so funny." Wang Yi turned around and said to Yang Fan: "In our Class 7, you are the first one who is late for class and shouts a report." While speaking, Wang Yi also raised a big flag at Yang Fan.
thumb.
Hearing Wang Yi's words, Yang Fan was a little speechless. Isn't this normal? Even if you hate the teacher, shouting to report that you are late for class is the minimum respect for the teacher, right?
In Yang Fan's heart, he indeed hates teachers, but this does not mean that he does not respect teachers.
"This is basic courtesy." Lei Ting said softly at this time: "I think Yang Fan did the right thing."
"Students, this student's behavior just now is very good." The female teacher on the podium clapped her hands and said, "Although the overall grades of our class are poor, it does not mean that the students will be worse when they enter the society. It's just that what we did just now
The behavior of this classmate is indeed worth learning from. Because it is respect for people and the most basic polite behavior."
However, the teacher's words did not attract the attention of the students. Everyone still went their own way and did whatever they were supposed to do. They did not listen to her at all.
Seeing this scene, the teacher shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said nothing more.
Yang Fan looked at the female teacher on the podium, and happened to look over. Yang Fan could clearly feel that the teacher's eyes were full of encouragement.
Subconsciously, Yang Fan nodded.
Seeing the female teacher turn around and continue writing on the blackboard, Yang Fan suddenly felt a sour feeling in his nose. Once upon a time, he also longed for the teacher's recognition, approval? Or praise? This kind of feeling has been far away from him for many years.
The feeling suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart at this moment...
Yang Fan shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of this boring feeling. But he found that he actually felt sympathy for this female teacher in his heart? This feeling was very strange, but it really happened.
After thinking for a moment, Yang Fan finally understood that his heart was full of helplessness, and the teacher was also full of helplessness. He was helpless about re-entering the school to protect Xiao Jingyi, but this female teacher was because of her high regard for her teaching.
The students in Class 27 were helpless.
Helpless, a teacher who was teaching and a former scumbag student and current gang member developed a feeling of sympathy for each other. It must be said that life is really full of drama.
Thinking that there were still a few kids who wanted to teach him a lesson, Yang Fan turned his head and looked at Zhang Chenggang's seat, only to find that Zhang Chenggang and the seats in front of him were empty.
"What's the name of this teacher?" Yang Fan lowered his voice and asked Wang Yi.
"Class 8 teacher, Lin Duckweed." Wang Yi turned around and said to Yang Fan, seemingly not paying any attention to the Chinese teacher Lin Duckweed on the podium.
Yang Fan looked at Lin Duckweed on the podium. She was about twenty-three or fourteen years old. She had long, smooth hair tied behind her head with a white silk handkerchief. She was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Her facial features were exquisite and extremely rich.
Delicate. She speaks very gently, and overall gives people a very intellectual feeling.
During this class, Lin Duckweed glanced at Yang Fan from time to time, obviously having a good impression of this polite student.
Seeing this scene, Yang Fan smiled proudly. He accidentally left a good impression on Xiao Jingyi's class teacher? This was beyond his expectation.
However, as Lin Duckweed's eyes stayed on him more and more, Yang Fan soon discovered something was wrong. Why did Lin Duckweed look at him with a confused look?