All the hustle and bustle around him calmed down in an instant. Those who were still whispering in whispers seemed to have seen Teacher Cang come down to earth. According to the words often used in writing compositions in elementary school, the classroom became quiet.
You can even hear a needle drop to the ground. Although Zhao Tiezhu has always despised this sentence before, because no student would bring needles to the classroom, and there are many kinds of needles, and embroidery needles and pins are amazing, so the sound of any needle falling to the ground can't be heard.
I can hear it, but it's purely a nonsense, or just to make up the word count. It's just...
"Crack!" was the sound of glasses falling to the ground. This crisp sound seemed to be infinitely amplified. Catch...crack...crack. Zhao Tiezhu even seemed to hear an echo.
Then, after a tenth of a second, the classroom, which was originally as calm as the water, seemed to have been thrown into a bomb.
Wow!!!
There was a collective uproar.
boom...
Everyone laughed out loud.
The bald old man picked up his glasses from the ground, took out a piece of silk cloth from his pocket, wiped them on the glasses, and then put them on the bridge of his nose.
"Ahem..." The old man coughed, trying to calm down the huge laughter in the audience, but it was to no avail, and he could only look at everyone helplessly.
Zhao Tiezhu was also confused by this movement. Looking at Li Ling'er who was laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, Zhao Tiezhu asked, "Um...Ling'er, what are you laughing at?"
"Hahaha... Tiezhu... Brother Tiezhu... you... you don't know... what we are laughing at??" Li Ling'er's whole face turned red as if she had an orgasm,
Covering his mouth with one hand, he tried to smile without showing his teeth, but the mouth was almost cracked to the base of his ears, so naturally it was of no use. With one hand on his stomach, Li Ling'er shouted, "Oh, I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore."
, I laughed so much that my stomach hurt.”
Zhao Tiezhu's face turned dark. Is this a crazy situation?
Fan Jian, who was behind Zhao Tiezhu, was banging the table, laughing so hard that his nose was filled with tears. Zhao Tiezhu thought about asking him, but seeing Fan Jian's look as if he was laughing so hard, Zhao Tiezhu thought it was better not to ask.
"Cough!!" The bald old man coughed heavily when he saw that everyone was laughing. The voices in the audience slowly became smaller and smaller, until in the end there was only a sporadic laughter.
"This classmate, thank you for your support for our country's film industry." The stubborn Japanese bald old man made a rare joke. Zhao Tiezhu was confused when he heard it, but the people in the audience laughed again, but not as much as before.
That's just too much.
"Well, secondly, I want to tell you that if you study these words carefully, they can still match the topic I gave you!" The bald old man said seriously, "Although they are relatively vulgar,
However, I still think you got the answer right."
"Wow, teacher, you are really awesome." Someone shouted from the audience.
The bald old man said with a smile, "Let's discuss the matter. Student Zhao, please sit down and stop playing with your mobile phone in class. I'll give you extra points in the final exam."
Zhao Tiezhu sat down with a confused look on his face, and then asked Li Linger, who had returned to normal, "What... is this?"
"Do you know the meaning of those three words you just said?" Li Ling'er asked in a low voice.
"This...I don't know. Fan Jian told me." Zhao Tiezhu touched his head in embarrassment.
"Yamei Die, do you know what it means?" Li Ling'er asked.
"have no idea.."
"Yamidie means don't want it in Japanese!" Li Ling'er explained, "Don't you think this word is very familiar!"
"Indeed! I remembered that in many Japanese love action movies, there are Yami Butterfly!!" Zhao Tiezhu said happily.
"Well... there's nothing to be happy about..." Li Ling'er said with a black line, "And die to give means to cheer up. As for a disc, it's more about that. You can go back and find a movie to watch by yourself at night!"
Zhao Tiezhu suddenly realized it and said, "I know. When I was watching movies in the past, I often heard the woman shouting one after another! It seemed that she had lost it." After Zhao Tiezhu said this, his face darkened.
The conversation between a wife and her husband, at first, "No," then, "Come on," and then, "Throw it away..." In Zhao Tiezhu's head, he suddenly thought of such a scenario. The husband wanted it, but the wife didn't give it. The husband forced her to do it.
The wife said no, but the husband was the overbearing one. When the wife was happy, she naturally shouted "Come on, come on, come on", and then she lost it... This... This is so fucking deceptive!!
Zhao Tiezhu turned to look at Fan Jian with a dark face and said, "It's interesting, isn't it?"
"Um... Tiezhu, I didn't know that you didn't understand Japanese at all. Anyone who has watched the movie will know these Japanese characters. You can't blame me. Besides, the old man said, I want to give
If you give me extra points, you...have to thank me!!"
Zhao Tiezhu snorted coldly, "Okay, brother, I will definitely thank you properly after class."
Fan Jian shuddered, and the fat on his body trembled, "Well, Brother Tiezhu, we are good brothers, don't you think so?"
"yes!"
"A good brother has to be loyal. It's my duty to help you, so you don't have to thank me! This is what I should do!!" Fan Jian looked very indifferent to fame and fortune.
"There is a saying that even brothers have to settle accounts. Fan Jian, I will not treat you badly." Zhao Tiezhu smiled and patted Fan Jian on the shoulder, "Wait a minute after class.
Come out with me for a moment."
Fan Jian covered his shoulder where Zhao Tiezhu had patted him, with a look of pain on his face, "Tie Zhu, you actually used secret energy!!"
"Haha, I'll give you a massage. There will be something more exciting later!" Zhao Tiezhu smiled enchantingly at Fan Jian, then turned his head and started playing with his mobile phone.
Jingle Bell....
The get out of class bell rang.
As soon as the bald old man called out that get out of class was over, he saw a huge figure blowing towards him with gusts of biting wind. He wanted to take a closer look, but the man had already disappeared into the classroom.
Zhao Tiezhu looked at the amazingly fast Fan Jian in surprise. He really didn't expect this fat man to run so fast! It seems that if there is a chance, he must run as far as he can!
"Brother Tiezhu, don't you want to chase him out?" Li Ling'er asked with a smile.
"Why are you chasing him? He can't escape from my grasp!" Zhao Tiezhu licked his lips and said with murderous intent.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Brother Tiezhu is so mighty." Li Ling'er said with admiration.
"That's necessary~ By the way, Ling'er, wait a minute, what is the third class?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.
"History of British literature." Li Ling'er said directly without even looking at the course schedule.
"Then I have to leave first and come back to you after school."
"Oh? Can't we go on a date?" Li Ling'er asked curiously.
"No, I want to do something very important and serious." Zhao Tiezhu said solemnly.