The next day, the students' colds were almost gone. Except for some minor coughs, students with severe colds were able to attend class.
According to the students, the dormitory now almost smells like vinegar, which makes them choke all night, but they have finally resumed normal classes.
As soon as he arrived at school, Canglong was called to the office by Director Yan. Director Yan said: "This time, we are planning to place two students into your class. They are both from the provincial capital. You have no objection."
"Opinions?" Canglong shook his head, "What opinions can I have?"
"Among these two students, one is Principal Feng's daughter and has suffered psychological trauma. As for the other, she is a well-known problem student in the provincial capital and has been transferred to many schools, whether in a private high school or an ordinary high school.
There is no one left, so this time it’s up to you.” Director Yan said, holding a stack of materials and handing them to Canglong.
Canglong took the materials, without even looking at them, and said, "I've got nothing to do. I'm going to work."
"Go." Director Yan nodded. After watching Cang Long leave, Director Yan suddenly sighed for some unknown reason.
At the beginning of class in the afternoon, Principal Feng arrived with two transfer students, a boy and a girl. The boy was cool-looking and had blond hair. He was originally wearing a neat school uniform, but when he was wearing it, he showed a bit of...
Diverting Qi, the woman has an indifferent face, looks very quiet, and is also very beautiful, somewhat similar to Principal Feng.
"I leave my life to you." Principal Feng only said one meaningful word and left.
Canglong looked at the two transfer students in front of him, and the people from Class 9 also looked at them. After a few seconds, Canglong pointed to the two seats prepared for them and said: "Introduce yourself first, and then go to your respective seats.
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"My name is Feng Tingting." The woman spoke first. After speaking, she didn't even look at Canglong and walked to one of the seats.
Whether she is walking or sitting, she feels so out of place, as if she lives in another world and has nothing to do with the people in this world.
"My name is Han Shuo. I transferred from some high school in the provincial capital. I don't remember the specific high school, because I can't stay in any high school for more than a month. For me, these schools are just the places in my life.
A stepping stone, there is no need to look back after stepping on it. I can’t remember those unnecessary things in my mind, because it is too wasteful for me. Everyone welcomes me here, because I will bring you a brand new
I will make your senior year of high school full of excitement, of course, provided that I can stay here for a month." Han Shuo said and raised his hand.
At this moment, both the students in Class 9 and Canglong wanted to slap this guy, because he was the typical type who just wanted to slap him when he had nothing to do.
Seeing his talkative look, Canglong immediately stopped him and said, "Okay, go back to your seat."
"I haven't finished speaking yet." Han Shuo ignored Cang Long and continued, "If you want to know me..."
But as soon as he opened his mouth, Canglong interrupted him and said: "Your nonsense will delay my class, so please go back to your seat now, classmate Han Shuo."
The students in Class 9 immediately felt that this guy was getting worse and worse, but this guy was like a weakling who couldn't be beaten to death. He didn't pay attention to Canglong's sarcasm. Instead, he said with a bad smile: "Okay, I'll go back to my seat, but
Can I not sit in the seat you arranged?"
"Hmm!" This time, the students in Class 9 were stunned. Does this guy still want to choose a seat?
Who would have thought that he really regarded himself as his family? He pointed to a seat in Class 9 and said, "Who is that? I want to sit in that seat. Please ask that person to sit in the seat you arranged for me."
Then, the entire Class Nine was speechless because this guy was so self-righteous, and the person he pointed at happened to be where Wei Dongkui was sitting, but Wei Dongkui looked at him with a cool smile.
"Okay, let's start class!" Canglong ignored him and asked Yi Xiaochuan to hand out the textbooks.
"Who is that? You haven't arranged a seat for me yet." Han Shuo looked at Canglong and said.
But Canglong still ignored him and just said: "Now let's open the textbook..."
Han Shuo, who suddenly felt awkward while standing aside, put away his smile, looked at Canglong coldly, and said: "Hey, who are you, don't play this trick with me, be careful, I will go to the principal to file a complaint against you."
However, everyone in Class 9 laughed, but Canglong still ignored him. Han Shuo seemed to realize something. It seemed that this teacher was not afraid of the principal, so he said again: "Would you give me that position? I will do it now."
Go to the Education Bureau to file a complaint against you."
So, the people in Class 9 laughed again, and Canglong continued to teach, ignoring him, and then angrily walked straight out the door, but Canglong suddenly spoke: "Remember to close the door when you go out."
Han Shuo paused, then suddenly turned around and came back. He glanced at Cang Long with a sneer and said, "You're cruel."
With that said, he went to his seat and sat down without saying anything, then lay down on the table and went to sleep. This made everyone in Class 9 feel a little incredible.
Canglong ignored him and continued: "Today's history class, we are not going to talk about the things in the textbook. Let's talk about ideals. I will give everyone ten minutes to think, and then give everyone ten minutes to write and tell.
What are your ideals? Then based on this, we will search through the past and discuss the present to see if there is anyone similar to you in history."
With that said, Canglong took another stack of paper and handed it out, then sat on the podium and stopped talking. The students seemed to be used to Teacher Cang's class method, so they each started writing, but at this moment, they lay down on their seats.
Han Shuo suddenly stood up and said, "Is this how you teach in class? Not bad, you can fool around better than me."
Seeing that Canglong ignored him and the whole class looked at him, he sat down again, pondered for a long time in his seat, and then started writing.
Twenty minutes later, everyone handed in their ideals. Canglong took a few of them and looked at them, and then said, "Do you mind if I read them out?"
Some students nodded, some shook their heads, so Canglong took out the ideals of several students who nodded. At this moment, Han Shuo said with a twitchy smile: "If you can read it, you can read it,
I wouldn't mind."
Hearing this, Canglong also took out Han Shuo's ideal, but found that there was a big turtle painted on it. However, this guy's painting was vivid and colorful, and his brushwork was very good. Then Canglong picked it up and put it in front of the whole class and asked
: "Is your dream to draw a turtle? Or do you want to be a turtle?"
"Pfft..." The whole class laughed immediately.
But Han Shuo looked indifferent, as if ridicule was nothing to him. He just said lightly: "If you think so, I can't help it, but in fact, I drew this turtle to describe you.
, I thought you looked very similar to a turtle, so I drew it."
The whole class immediately turned cold. If it were any other teacher, Han Shuo would probably be beaten. However, Canglong was not angry: "Then I should thank you."
This time, the whole class fell silent and looked at Teacher Cang strangely. Even Han Shuo looked strange, because Canglong's reaction didn't sound like what an ordinary person would say.
"In ancient Chinese culture, the turtle is named Xuanwu, which symbolizes longevity." Canglong said lightly.
"But I don't mean the Xuanwu, but the turtle, the cuckold turtle. I thought you looked very similar, so I drew it." Han Shuo said seriously.
At this moment, everyone in the class felt that Han Shuo didn't know how to praise him, that he was unworthy of praise, and even a bit sensational. But if he were in the previous Class 9, maybe most students would cooperate with him, but in the current Class 9
, students will only think that he is very frustrated and unworthy.
"Let's continue talking about ideals!" Canglong ignored him, because he knew that the more he paid attention to him, the more joyful this guy would dance. Class 9 also cooperated with Canglong in a tacit understanding, because they felt that this person was hopeless.
"Talk about your sister, I said you are a turtle and you didn't react at all? You're just pretending!" Han Shuo suddenly said, "It's okay, just keep pretending."
At this moment, the entire class looked at Han Shuo in disbelief, thinking that there is something wrong with this guy's brain? But at this moment, they discovered that the smile on Cang Long's face disappeared and was replaced by an indifferent expression.
, the atmosphere in the entire classroom became cold.
Canglong took a deep breath, then glanced at Han Shuo with a smile: "Can someone do me a favor and seal this guy's mouth?"
"I'll do it!" Tang Long stood up immediately, followed by Wei Dongkui and Yun Feiyang. After a while, Zuo Yu also stood up, and they all walked towards Han Shuo.
Yi Xiaochuan ran outside smoothly, and when he came back there was a rope in his hand, while Tang Long and others had tape in their hands, which made Han Shuo's expression suddenly change: "You... you are going to do it
Well? Let me tell you, don’t mess around. When the time comes, I will complain to you and I will tell you that my grandpa is a province..."
The students in Class 9 didn't even wait for him to finish speaking. They tied up Han Shuo with all kinds of tricks. His hands and feet were tied to the stool, and they were still moaning "Woo".
"How is it?" Tang Long and others asked as they looked at their masterpieces.
"Add a piece of cloth, and that's art." Canglong said lightly, because at this time Han Shuo was looking at him with a fierce look, as if he was saying, you and I are not playing.
"Cloth?" Tang Long touched his head, then took off his coat and put it directly on Han Shuo's head, so the entire Class Nine calmed down completely.
Canglong didn't care about him and continued the class. Han Shuo, who was still moaning, completely calmed down after being covered. He would twist a few times from time to time, but found that he couldn't move at all, because in addition to the rope, he was also bound by the rope.
A few layers of footsteps were circled.
"Now, let's continue talking about ideals..." Canglong said, then looked at Feng Tingting sitting aside, but found that she had no reaction from the beginning to the end...