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Chapter 132 The battle in the office (1)

[Alas, I scrapped a few chapters today and will rewrite them. I will post a small chapter first!]

Zhang Shanhai got up early the next morning and prepared to wash up. He did not carry a schoolbag. Like the trendy boys at that time, he went to school with a few books in his hands. In addition to Chinese, mathematics, chemistry, and physics, these days

It is a miscellaneous course, and Zhang Shanhai studies science, so there is no need to bring any other liberal arts books. In fact, Zhang Shanhai doesn’t want to take any other liberal arts books because he is practicing mathematics and Chinese, mainly because he is worried that he will not be able to pass the exam.

The first class was the Chinese class. Yang Qinmiao had already been in the classroom. When Zhang Shanhai entered the classroom, he held a few books in his armpits, a cup of soy milk in one hand, and two fried dough sticks in the other.

At the o'clock of the bell, I walked to the door of the classroom. I just put the last mouthful into my mouth, and drank all the soy milk in the cup. Then I wiped the oil from the corners of my mouth and hands with the yellow paper in my hand, and burped.

Entered the classroom.

Yang Qinmiao was a little stunned, but she quickly concealed her expression and said with a gentle smile, "First of all, I want to praise Zhang Shanhai, a student in our class. Zhang Shanhai has been on leave until now due to an accidental injury.

, but classmate Zhang Shanhai was injured and hospitalized in time and did not forget to study. Before the injury was completely healed, he took the initiative to return to school to study for fear of delaying his studies. His self-conscious and enterprising spirit is worth learning from every student here."

After hearing this, Zhang Shanhai almost thought that he had really become that advanced model who loves learning. He was very proud for a while, but he immediately came back to his senses, no! When did we become such a monster?

Seeing his deskmate Shaosong looking at him with an expression of admiration, Zhang Shanhai smiled and said, "Actually, I'm just an ordinary high school student."

"Fuck. If you were an ordinary high school student, I would probably rate you as a top three student." Shaosong said.

"How did you say this?" Zhang Shanhai said.

"You are as healthy as a wild boar, but you dare to say that you went to school while sick. It is really unreasonable! Tell the truth, are you related to Teacher Yang?" Shaosong said.

"Relatives? I don't know if any of our ancestors are related to Yang. Logically speaking, there should be some." Zhang Shanhai said.

"Hey, have you heard? There were zombies in the construction base of the joint venture company. In the end, the government departments had no choice but to bomb the construction site with bombs. On the day you didn't come, the walls of our school were all torn down. As a result, Byte

The rain was pulled up to block it, but I don't know what terrible thing happened inside." Shaosong said.

"Who knows. I have been slightly ill during this period. I have no idea what happened in school," Zhang Shanhai said.

Shaosong looked at Zhang Shanhai strangely, "I'm not asking you anything. Why are you so nervous? Did you release the zombie?"

"When you two are in class, don't talk small talk," Yang Qinmiao said.

After class, Yang Qinmiao paid special attention to Zhang Shanhai, "Zhang Shanhai, come with me to the office."

Zhang Shanhai was reluctant to go there, but under Yang Qinmiao's close gaze, he could only obey obediently.

"Why, will I eat you or something? You look so reluctant!" Yang Qinmiao was very impatient.

"Teacher Yang." Zhang Shanhai shouted solemnly.

"Well, what's the matter?" Yang Qinmiao asked.

"Um, have you picked up the medicine I prescribed for you?" Zhang Shanhai asked.

Yang Qin rolled her eyes at Zhang Shanhai and said nothing.

"Is it effective? If not, I need to take more doses." Zhang Shanhai said with concern.

"You brat, did you do it on purpose?" Yang Qinmiao said. How could I know if it had any effect? ​​It only hurts for a few days a month. This brat must have done it on purpose so that I couldn't criticize him.

"Deliberately? Teacher Yang, you don't use the word well. You should say deliberately. You see, I have been in poor health for a period of time. Teacher Yang has always been kind and caring, which really moved me to tears. So, I think I also

We should repay Teacher Yang well." Zhang Shanhai said very emotionally.

Yang Qinmiao felt for a moment that she had indeed gone too far. The students cared so much about her, but she always responded with a skeptical attitude, "Well, thank you, teacher."

But what Zhang Shanhai said next almost made Yang Qin Miao furious.

"Teacher Yang, if you still have dysmenorrhea next time, just tell me and I will give you another prescription, which will definitely work." Zhang Shanhai took two steps and said.

Yang Qinmiao staggered and looked around, trying to find something to give someone a fatal blow. Unfortunately, No. 10 Middle School just did a big cleaning yesterday afternoon, and it turned out to be like a mirror.

Yang Qinmiao turned around and glared at Zhang Shanhai, who quickly took two or three steps back.

Yang Qinmiao turned around and walked forward again, while Zhang Shanhai stood still, not knowing whether to catch up or turn back.

Yang Qinmiao walked a few steps, but when she saw that Zhang Shanhai didn't follow, she turned around and said, "Hurry up and follow."

Zhang Shanhai quickly chased after him.

"Teacher Yang, are you finished with class?" As soon as he entered the office door, a male teacher from the Chinese teaching and research group said hello immediately.

"Well, Teacher Zhu has no classes in the morning?" Yang Qin miao responded.

"What's wrong with this student?" Zhu Jilin asked casually.

"He is a learning model in our class." Yang Qinmiao emphasized the word "model". Everyone could tell that she was speaking ironically.

"The freshmen are so prickly? Teacher Yang, you have to be stricter about this. If you don't take care of it in the first year of high school, you won't be able to take care of it in the future." It can be seen that Zhu Jilin is very concerned about Yang Qinmiao's affairs.

Zhang Shanhai felt a little uncomfortable with what he heard and glanced at Zhu Jilin.

"What? Are you not convinced? Boy, you should be lucky that you are not in my class, otherwise I would have made you cry in your dreams at night." Zhu Jilin said.

"What do you call this teacher?" Zhang Shanhai asked.

Zhu Jilin said, "My name is Zhu Jilin, and I am the head teacher of Class 1, Grade 1. Fortunately, you are not a student in Class 1. Otherwise, if you were like this, I would have to punish you."

Zhang Shanhai, however, remained calm and said, "Teacher Zhu, are you not married yet?"

"What does it have to do with you whether I get married or not?" Zhu Jilin asked.

"Then the problem is big. Your lips are red and your teeth are white, your eyebrows are as delicate and curved as a crescent moon, your hair is curly, and there are many and messy crow's feet at the corners of your eyes. With your face, you have a character that can't stand loneliness, but you said you are not married yet.

But it can be seen from your face that you are extremely thirsty for beauty, and you have lost your virginity, which is a big problem. Do you often act like a gangster?" Zhang Shanhai said.

"You're talking nonsense!" Being a hooligan is a serious crime these days. During the crackdown, some hooligans were shot directly in the back.

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