Ling Chuyang glared at Tang Ji. He didn't have any sharp eyesight at all. He didn't sit down yet!
Why should I compare myself with him here?
She is not as tall as him, her hair is not as long as his, and more importantly, her English scores are not as bad as his!
Tang Ji was startled for a moment, raised his head and scratched the back of his head.
Xiao Yangyang seems to be right. The English teacher and the Chinese teacher are two people, and they don't have the same preferences.
In the same class, I called a person a "bad student" or an "excellent student" twice.
Tang Ji raised his feet and hooked the stool, ready to sit down.
Two people?
Zhu Yan looked at Tang Ji and Ling Chuyang who stood up almost at the same time, and was startled. Why did they stand up?
Did you check out their brand just now?
She obviously wanted that person to get up and read the words, Zheng Yifan!
Wrong direction!
Let’s just call them by name from now on.
Zhu Yan glanced at Zheng Yifan who was glued to the table. He really deserved a beating!
She had forgotten that she could not distinguish between east and west.
Zhu Yan glanced at the seating chart on the podium without changing her expression and confirmed: the one with long hair is Ling Chuyang, and the one with short hair is Tang Ji.
"Ling Chuyang!"
Zhu Yan cleared her throat gently and looked toward the northeast corner of the classroom, oh no, the left, the back door on the left.
His hair is too long, he really needs to be trimmed, and then he can tidy it up after trimming it!
Tang Ji? He has clear facial features, but his grades are too poor. This poor family needs poverty alleviation!
Although poverty alleviation is difficult!
She just likes to see how happy they are when they successfully escape poverty and become rich.
That’s it, we’ll ask questions twice in every class from today on.
Hmm? Ling Chuyang?
Tang Ji raised his head and glanced at the silky-looking Zhu Yan on the podium, silently lowered his head, and decisively moved the stool forward again.
Xiao Yangyang was right, he was being sentimental again.
Ling Chuyang glanced proudly at Tang Ji, who was about to sit down, picked up the English textbook in front of him, cleared his throat gently, and was about to start reading the first word of lesson 6.
"Sit down. Tang Ji reads the words." Zhu Yanzhu's mellow voice sounded in the classroom.
What?
Tang Ji, who was bending down to sit down, had just pressed his butt to the stool when he suddenly heard Zhu Yan's voice. He was startled for a moment and immediately stood up again.
Looking at Zhu Yan with a blank expression, he bumped into that delicate smile, and instantly, a smile bloomed on his face.
Is Teacher Zhu encouraging him? Yes, he is the "best student" among the "poor students".
However, Tang Ji blinked and felt a little dazzled.
Teacher Zhu’s smile makes him look more and more like Teacher Ding!
Is this going to be a time when your brand will be turned over twice in one class in the future?
This is good!
Tang Ji lowered his head with a smile in his eyes, picked up the English textbook in front of him, suppressed his smile slightly, and glanced at Ling Chuyang on the right.
I have been favored, and I don’t know when little Yangyang will be able to turn over.
Seeing Ling Chuyang sit down expressionlessly, he put the book on the table, leaned against the wall, and then raised his hand to smooth the long bangs on his forehead, covering his eyes like a handsome man.
He knew that Ling Chuyang was calm! Unlike himself!
When I stood up just now, I stood up too fast and almost hit my stomach.
Tang Ji raised his head and glanced at Zhu Yan again, holding the textbook in both hands and reading the words carefully.
Ling Chuyang glanced lightly at Tang Ji, who was proud of himself, and then glanced at Zhu Yan, who had silky eyebrows and gleaming eyes on the podium. He habitually glanced at the left front of the classroom and lowered his eyes again.
It doesn't matter!
In addition to the text, vocabulary, translation, and grammar.
One of them will eventually fall on him.
Ling Chuyang turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall behind the classroom. There was still plenty of time.
When I turned around, I saw Xu Renming turning around, and the envy slipping through his eyes?
Lao Xu, are you also waiting for an opportunity?
What the hell is he messing with!
A good student with an almost 90% score is still competing for favor with two of them who have always scored 60%?!
No wonder Tang Ji would kick Lao Xu twice from time to time.
Really deserves a kick!
Ling Chuyang calmly stretched out his feet and tentatively moved closer to Xu Renming's stool.
Dong Huihui glanced at Tang Ji coldly and turned away.
Are English teachers helping the poor?
I raised my head slightly and glanced at Teacher Zhu on the podium. Huh? Where is the teacher looking?
Follow the line of sight and look over, cough!
That dark and handsome hairstyle!
Zheng Yifan, really attracts so much attention!
Why didn't she notice?
Dong Huihui narrowed her eyes slightly, but, blue and white school uniform?
Where did that bright yellow lump of love-filled hearts go?
I glanced left and right, what is that on He Shiling's body?
so beautiful!
This is a model of good aesthetics!
No wonder, Teacher Zhu gave the yellow color to Zheng Yifan just now. It turns out that He Shiling doesn't care about it.
But she is rare!
Dong Huihui pouted, "It's so difficult!"
No matter how rare it is, she still has to give Teacher Zhu face and listen to the class seriously!
His eyes swept across Geng Xinyu's high ponytail, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
Dong Huihui couldn't help but laugh, glanced at Zheng Yifan who was slumped on the table, turned around, and happened to see Lin Yijie's questioning eyes.
Huh? What are you looking at? Dong Huihui glanced at Lin Yijie and then lowered her head.
Lin Yijie was so strange that she stared at her several times during this class.
Everyone is staring at Teacher Zhu or Zheng Yifan. Why is she always staring at herself?
Lin Yijie pursed her lips and smiled, Huihui was indeed a little girl.
Under Teacher Zhu’s nose, you dare to openly look at a handsome guy!
She won't.
She just needs to watch their handsome guys quietly.
Wang Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhu Yan on the podium, then turned her head and tapped the book a few times with her pen.
Tang Ji, read it wrong again!
Is Teacher Zhu approaching Teacher Ding?
Is it also necessary to open the door to poverty alleviation?
Then the next few links have nothing to do with her!
She was still thinking about preparing to cross 100! It seems that she can only rely on her own efforts!
Wang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at the ceiling, then turned and glanced sideways at Tang Ji, who was having trouble pronouncing words.
Ling Chu was right, these two northeast corners were indeed annoying!
When he turns in his English weekly diary for self-study in the evening, he must avenge his personal grudges.
Humph! Wait!
Wang Xiaoxiao glared at Tang Ji and turned back.
Finished reading! Tang Ji, who felt good about himself, breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhu Yan on the podium.
I couldn't catch Teacher Zhu's approving gaze, but I was met with a blank stare from Wang Xiaoxiao!
Tang Ji blinked twice in astonishment, then quickly lowered his head and picked up the book he had just put down. Did he read it wrong again?
It seems like a good read!
Tang Ji habitually turned his head to look at Ling Chuyang, who was carefully flipping through the "Middle School English-Chinese Dictionary" in front of him, turning a blind eye to him!
"Okay, please sit down." Zhu Yan looked at Tang Ji who was standing blankly holding a textbook, her lips curved, "There are three places where the pronunciation is incorrect, please correct me."
Huh? All the students sat upright in an instant, no longer sitting, lying down, or looking around.
Call me! Call me! Call me!
Zhu Yan looked at the expectant faces and suddenly thought of her own motto:
knowledgepower(Knowledge is power.)
"I have a message for you all," Zhu Yan's eyebrows were silky and her eyes were moving, "keep good men pany, and you shall of the number."
Huh? Everyone looked at each other, what is this?
Read the words well, why do you want to say goodbye? Say goodbye?
"Whoever knows the meaning of this sentence will get a chance to ask questions in class."
Zhu Yan repeated it again, smiling and looking around the classroom.
When I scanned the third circle, I faintly noticed that something was wrong.
There were no eager eyes? The pair of eyes that were shining just now dimmed instantly, and the classroom instantly became quiet.
"least said, soonest mended."
Zhu Yan murmured softly, feeling that she seemed to be overruling her efforts.
"Teacher, I know the meaning of keep good men pany, and you shall of the number."
A sound suddenly sounded, especially clear in the quiet classroom...