Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 105 "The Special Year Is A Little Sweet (17)"

Zhou Meng snorted, threw her schoolbag on the table, and said angrily, "Your milk has just changed, mine has always been fine."

Chrysanthemum was a little embarrassed. Didn't she hear that Chunni was stupefied with her milk, and she regarded Zhou Jiabao as a treasure in front of her eyes, but now she loves Chunni so much, she is so curious.

There are five people in the classroom, three men and two women, Daniu, Zhou Meng, and Juhua from Xiaoshitou Village, Da Zhuang and Da Zhu from the two neighboring villages.

Except for Zhou Meng's eye-catching new clothes, everyone else was wearing patched black or green or patterned padded jackets. After seeing Zhou Meng choking with Chrysanthemum, everyone turned to their textbooks and looked down at the book in resentment.

After all, it was a hard-won opportunity, and none of them wanted to miss it.

Zhou Meng's old cucumber was painted with green paint to pretend to be tender, blinked innocently, took out textbooks, acting herbs, and pencils from her new schoolbag, and lay on the dilapidated square table waiting for the new teacher to arrive.

"It's so annoying, I'm so old, and I still have to go to the third grade with these little kids." Zhou Meng discussed with 188 in his mind, reliving the journey of going to school for more than ten years, feeling really difficult...

[Mengmeng, don't forget that you still have the task of becoming a scientist! 】

Zhou Meng rolled her eyes, 188 Don't think that this fairy can't hear the gloating in your mouth!

Thinking of the so-called task of becoming a scientist, Zhou Meng felt weak, his limbs were stiff, his head hurt, and his mouth was dry...

There are three grades, one grade and one class, and there are five or six students in each class. The old principal was seriously ill and let go of him, so these three grades are taught by two inexperienced teachers, Zhu Lin and Mu Han.

Inevitably, it was a bit of a rush.

Mu Han is in charge of teaching mathematics and physical education, and Zhu Lin is in charge of Chinese and Russian.

With his upright face and stern demeanor, Mu Han managed to frighten a group of radish heads even without speaking.

The first class is Mu Han's mathematics. He is not afraid of the cold, and takes off his military coat as soon as he enters the classroom. Inside is a spiritual green military uniform, which has the same style as Zhou Meng, but his is more refined.

Opening the textbook with a big hand with strong bones, he picked up half a piece of short chalk from the small wooden box, which was full of chalk that couldn't be shorter. He frowned slightly, "Students, today we will learn the operation of addition."

The little radish heads below all raised their heads, looking at him in ignorance and admiration.

With Zhou Meng resting his chin, Mu Han spoke fluently, without any stage fright, and explained mathematics in simple terms, with serious eyes and brows, and exuded the charm of knowledge and seriousness all over his body.

No wonder people who are serious are the prettiest! Zhou Meng's eyes were wide open, and she couldn't see the turmoil in her heart.

But in Zhu Lin's class, the situation is different.

Da Zhuang from the next village was spinning his pen boredly, Ju Hua sneakily took out pancakes from his schoolbag to eat, and even Zhou Meng was a little drowsy.

I have to say that Teacher Zhu's hypnosis skills are really strong.

"Russian is a difficult language to learn. Students should learn it seriously." Zhu Lin tapped on the blackboard, saying that it was a blackboard, but it was actually a wooden board painted black. "... Спасибо means thank you."

Zhou Meng's tongue was tied up a few times and she still couldn't speak. Alas, even if Romanov taught her here, she probably wouldn't be able to learn it. Russian is too convoluted.

Finally after school, Zhou Meng took his cousin Jiabao and ran to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town.

Because the supply and marketing cooperative is not far from Xiaoshitou Village, half an hour is enough to run there. Zhou Meng originally thought that he would be able to go home before dark.

It's a pity that people's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations. Neither of them went home after seven o'clock in the evening. The school was over long ago, and the child could not be found. The Zhou family was completely in a panic.

　Zhang Guihua: My treasure, come back soon~ The milk can't bear it anymore~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)