Let you teach, you play games with the worst class?

It's like knowing what evil is for the first time.

If everything Wang Yu said is true, then hasn't his homeroom teacher been deceiving himself?

According to Wang Yu's character, this college bully will not lie.

But why did my homeroom teacher lie to me?

Class Nine is so good at studying, why did he say that Class Nine has given up on himself and has no hope at all?

What are these for?

Yang Yang couldn't figure it out, but he still felt disturbed in his heart.

He was going to ask his head teacher later, it would be best if he could directly watch the live broadcast of Class Nine.

Soon, the bell for class rang.

The head teacher of class one walked into the classroom, put a stack of brand new papers on the desk, and then greeted the class leader:

"Squad leader, hand out these papers."

"During these two classes, you just do these papers, and I will explain them during the evening self-study."

"No one should cheat, take a good look at your true strength."

He teaches mathematics.

For mathematics, the most effective is the sea of ​​questions tactic.

As long as enough problems have been seen, the students can master more solutions.

In this way, when it comes to the college entrance examination, no matter how difficult and tricky the questions are, the students can find the most suitable solution through their huge "knowledge reserve".

He tried this trick to no avail.

Even he himself stood out in the college entrance examination that year and was admitted to a well-known domestic university by relying on the sea of ​​questions tactics.

However, when the test paper was delivered to Yang Yang, Yang Yang couldn't hold back his emotions anymore.

'Teng' stood up and asked loudly:

"Mr. Huang, why are you making papers again in this class!"

"Can't you change to something else?!"

"In this period of time, we have already made 25 sets of papers, and we are almost ready to complete the papers ourselves!"

After the words fell, the class that had been hustling was completely quiet, and everyone's eyes turned to Yang Yang.

Some are surprised, some are stunned, some are excited, and some secretly give a thumbs up. Everyone's state is different.

Only the surprise was similar.

Did this kid get any stimulation today?Why is there such a big reaction?

It's just a paper, as for it?

On the podium, the class teacher frowned slightly, and then felt a little relieved.

That's right, this kid probably collapsed because he was too nervous.

This situation is not uncommon among high school students.

There are even some vulnerable students who choose to commit suicide.

He has seen this kind of thing a lot and knows how to deal with it.

He sighed slightly and raised his hand: "Yang Yang, please sit down first, don't be so excited."

"It's for your own good that I let you do the papers."

"You calm down your mind first and take some deep breaths, then you will feel much better."

"If you still feel depressed, then you don't have to do it today. Go to the health room to chat with the health teacher and take a rest."

"You can make up the paper later, there's no rush."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the students: "Who will send Yang Yang to the health room?"

After the words fell, a group of students raised their hands enthusiastically:

"Teacher, I, I will go!"

For them, being able to run around during class time is simply the greatest blessing.

Therefore, at this moment, the whole class is working extremely hard.

And Yang Yang patted the table angrily:

"Teacher, I'm not sick, I won't go to the health room!"

"I just want to ask, why do you only let us do papers!"

"Can't we take us out of the school to have a look like Class [-]?"

"My grades have improved a lot now!"

"No matter how bad it is, you can also learn from other classes and take us to make some small decorations! Do you only know how to make papers?"

Hearing this, the class teacher frowned again, and his tone became serious:

"Who did you hear all this from?"

"You are all high school seniors, and now it is more than 200 days before the college entrance examination is full, and you still make small accessories, what a waste of time, can it help you improve your grades!"

"cannot!"

"The teacher told you that those classes that still lead students to mess around at this stage are all abandoned."

"But you are different. You are the hope of the whole No. [-] Middle School. Your life can be more brilliant. How can you waste time at this age!"

"You are responsible for your own future, do you know that!"

After the words fell, the other students sat obediently in their seats, their heads slightly shrunk.

They could see that their teacher was really angry.

But Yang Yang was unmoved and still resisted:

"Wang Yu told me all this, isn't he considered a top student?!"

"He's No.1 in our school!"

"You keep saying that Class Nine is an abandoned class, they have already given up on themselves!"

"But you have never given evidence!"

"Can't you let us see the current situation of Class Nine!"

"I heard from Wang Yu that they have been broadcasting live all the time!"

"And made a lot of money!"

"I don't think they gave up on themselves!"

After the words fell, all the students were taken aback, and looked at the class teacher one after another.

The look of the teacher in charge of a class became completely serious.

he knows.

This time, something might really go wrong...

Chapter 327 Cancer in the Education World! 【Seek full order】

class nine.

Now in the third grade of the third middle school, it is the most taboo topic.

It's not because Class Nine has a problem.

It's because his class teacher and teaching mode are too special, so special that there is no reference, and at the same time, he is extremely attractive to students.

Therefore, in order to maintain the original order, the teachers and homeroom teachers in the third grade chose to ignore it automatically or treat it as a "negative teaching material" at the beginning of school.

Anyway, now that Class Nine is not on campus, and the students' mobile phones have been confiscated, as long as they don't show off, they can always overwhelm the third-year graduates with regard to Class Nine.

When they graduated from the third year of high school, they found out that it was already cooked rice, and it was too late.

But now, this question caught the head teacher by surprise.

As a person who often swipes his phone in his spare time, he naturally knows that Yang Yang's words are true.

But can he show the students in class one?

Naturally not.

If they really know the truth about Class Nine, can these children continue to focus on their studies?

Can you still complete your studies in a down-to-earth manner and get admitted to a good university?

In other words, can they still be regarded as their own students? !

Isn't that Wang Yu the best example?

Didn't one of the students I had the most hope for turn around and go to Class Nine because of watching the live broadcast?

How could this kind of thing happen again?

So fortunately, the class teacher waved his hand and changed the topic:

"Are you stupid? Do you believe what others say?"

"Throughout the ages, there is only one path for a student, study hard and get a good grade in the exam!"

"In this way, you can change your destiny!"

"It's not uncommon for you to see those students who are fooling around and playing everywhere, but what's the result?!"

"What do they look like now, don't you have any points in your mind?!"

"So, hurry up and do the paper now, don't think about those messy things, wait until college, when you have time to play!"

"And you, Yang Yang, sit down quickly and either do the paperwork or go to the health room!"

After all, he ignored the students and sat down on his own, took out his mobile phone and turned it to silent, and started to scan it one by one.

He felt that he had to take it easy now.

And Yang Yang is still relentless:

"Mr. Huang, you haven't answered my question yet!"

"Is Wang Yu a bad student?"

"Has he ever lied?!"

"He told me that Class [-] is studying very well now. I want to see if there is any problem?"

"You will let us do the test papers, but what about you? Aren't you playing with your mobile phone there?!"

"Are we just a machine for making test papers?!"

"More than a month, 25 sets of math papers, we have had enough!"

"Look at the current life of Class Jiu. They are building ships, learning yachts, and different surprises happen every day."

"What about us, test papers, test papers, or test papers!"

"In the end, how much can we improve, fifty points, or one hundred?!"

"It's been more than a month, and my test scores can only improve by one or two points every time. For this one or two points, we have to work a hundred times harder than others?"

"Isn't this a bit too unfair!"

After all, he looked at his classmates and repeated what Wang Yu said to him just now, adding his own imagination.

It makes the whole story fuller.

It was as if Class Nine had just appeared in front of their eyes.

It made every student look expectantly, and they all looked at the head teacher of class one.

The head teacher of Class [-] froze, quickly put away his mobile phone, and explained:

"I was checking the progress of the teaching. I have to correct your test papers later. I don't have time to play with my mobile phone!"