"Your dormitory is the cleanest. How about it? Are you still used to it?" Teacher Lu is a female teacher in her early fifties, with half-white hair and black-rimmed glasses. Her face is serious, but her smile is
Approachable.
Zheng Wenjie first nodded and replied that it was no big deal, and then said doubtfully, "Are you the class teacher of our Class 7? That's impossible, Class 7 is not a key class."
"Class 7 is a student specially trained by the school leaders, so there is nothing strange about me teaching you." Teacher Lu said with a smile, his eyes already standing behind several girls on a girl with a stunning face.
She couldn't help but laugh and asked: "Who is this female classmate? It's impossible for me not to recognize such a beautiful and elegant classmate."
Gu Chen nodded, neither humble nor arrogant. The elegance and naturalness were clearly reflected in her, "Hello, Teacher Lu, I am Gu Chen from Class 7."
Perhaps the first meeting left such a deep impression on her that when she saw the figure standing side by side with the head of state again more than ten years later, she immediately recognized the person who was once her proudest, most proud and even the proudest figure of the entire province.
student.
"You're a pretty nice little girl. I hope you can study happily in Class 7." She was not strict or harsh, she was as kind as an elder admonishing a junior.
After a few more instructions, she walked to the next dormitory. When the dormitory door closed, Luan Su was the first to ask: "Isn't Class 7 always a class for poor students? Why do you want Teacher Lu to be the class teacher?"
Yu Manman took the words in a bad tone, "Which one here has bad grades? It's not surprising that Class 7 is also a key class."
It's not strange, it's strange. When I found out on the blackboard that she was assigned to Class 7, I felt annoyed for a while. Who doesn't know that Class 7 has always been a class with poor students?
Duan Qubing, who was about to wash up, glanced at Gu Chen and explained, "Didn't you look at the students in Class 7? Those who were assigned to Class 7 were those who had less than 160 students in the school last semester. Class 7 is a key class."
Who would bother to keep track of the students who ranked in the top 160 last semester!
She saw the flash of doubt in Gu Chen's eyes before she explained. Her observation ability was so strong that Gu Chen felt a little strange in his heart and couldn't help but look at Duan Qubing more.
Maybe you didn't think there was any difference before, but after careful observation, you will find that she is quite rigorous in many aspects.
For example, when folding quilts and placing items, there are rules. Where they were at the time and where they will be again later.
Gu Chen didn't speculate any further. He already knew something vaguely through observation. No matter who she was, he just needed to know that she had no ill intentions towards him.
The sky was getting dark, and the street lights in the school were softly illuminated. A man with vigorous steps and a tall background appeared in the teaching school. He was not walking fast, but his momentum was amazing.
He went all the way to the principal's office, knocked a few times, then pushed the door open and entered.
Principal Yan, who was in the office, saw the visitor. He took off his reading glasses and smiled, stood up and came over to shake hands, "Comrade Zhao Youming, I can see that you really like Gu Chen from Class 7. You have a good eye for her. She is indeed a nice little girl."
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Zhao Youming shook hands, smiled elegantly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were as hard as knives carving them, "The superiors have approved that all the second-year students in your school go to the chemical defense corps for military training. Principal Yan, I am really troublesome for you this time."
