The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

"What does school mean?"

"I already feel bad."

"Nonsense? It's really just nonsense."

The group of people took their military training uniforms and went downstairs to the dormitory. As they walked, they complained about the new class teacher and did not understand what the school meant.

Su Qinghe held the military training uniform in her hands and was a little confused about what the school meant.

As far as she knows, their school has always been a special existence, and its teaching philosophy is completely different from other schools. They disdain to compare with other schools, and other schools are not willing to compare with them.

But I don’t know why the school would hire such a teacher who looks like a foreign school. Is it to catch them studying?

"Are we afraid that there are more than twenty of us that we can't deal with him alone?"

"There are so many of us, why should we be afraid of him?"

"I don't believe he has such great ability."

A group of people talked about it, and their fighting spirit was aroused.

Su Qinghe glanced at them, each of them thinking about how to deal with this new teacher.

"Don't mess around. Let's see what he wants to do first." Su Qinghe reminded them. She really didn't think that more than twenty of them could deal with him alone.

None of the students in the class have experienced the life of ordinary students, and they don't know how scary teachers in ordinary high schools can be.

Especially this kind of smiling tiger, there are many ideas inside.

"Don't worry, Qing He, we all have a sense of propriety and we won't do anything 'nonsense.'" The boy waved his hand to reassure her.

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Su Qinghe also curled her lips.

She really didn't understand why the school hired these teachers out of character. Didn't she know that the students in their class were soft-spoken rather than tough-minded?

Although the previous two head teachers were not dignified, I got along well with them and everyone cooperated with their work.

"Qing He." The group of people walked slowly towards the dormitory. When they heard the movement behind them, they turned to look.

They saw a young man with a bright smile striding towards them.

"Why is your class so slow?" Han Wenjie stepped forward and hugged the visitor's neck. They were walking so slowly because they were waiting for him.

Wang Chengxi smiled sheepishly at them and scratched his hair unconsciously, "The teacher has been talking for too long."

Seeing him mention this, the people around him who had not finished walking also stopped and asked, "What is your teacher like?"

Wang Chengxi frowned and didn't know how to describe this teacher. He could only say: "It's different from other teachers in the school."

As soon as he said this, others immediately nodded in agreement and told him about the situation of their class.

Su Qinghe and Song Zhijun were walking in front, listening to the voices behind them, and looked back at them.

A group of people didn't mind the heat, so they all crowded together, and Wang Chengxi was also surrounded in the middle.

You can still vaguely see some traces of his past. If you didn't know, who would have thought that this handsome young man used to be a fat boy.

Su Qinghe and the others later found out that Wang Chengxi was not so fat from the beginning. He had an illness when he was young, and the medicine he drank contained hormones that would make people gain weight.

It was just that he recovered from the disease later, but he couldn't lose weight for a while, and he also developed the habit of being greedy.

Because the child had suffered in the past, the family was reluctant to ask him to lose weight.

To say that he is like this now, Su Qinghe and the others have contributed a lot. A group of people accompanied him to exercise and lose weight.

During that time, Su Qinghe never felt that she could be so self-disciplined.

The first day of school is relatively easy. In the morning, you get to know the new class teacher and the training uniform, and in the afternoon, you start choosing elective courses for this semester.

After lunch, as soon as Su Qinghe returned to the dormitory, she slumped on the sofa and didn't want to move. Her military training uniform was thrown on the ground casually.

Someone had cleaned up the dormitory a few days ago, so Su Qinghe could rest directly.

When she was half asleep, she heard someone knocking on the door.

"Qing He." Song Zhijun called at the door for a long time before finally hearing movement from inside.

"Wait while I clean up." Su Qinghe got up listlessly and opened the door, feeling like she was floating when she walked.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Song Zhijun guessed from her appearance that she was always like this every time she had a nightmare after not sleeping well, and it hadn't changed since she was a child.

Su Qinghe poured cold water on her face, her head gradually cleared, and when she heard her friend's words, she responded in a muffled voice, "Yeah."

What made her even more uncomfortable was that every time she woke up from a nightmare, she couldn't remember what the dream was, and she couldn't remember it no matter how hard she thought about it.

"I'll call you when the teacher comes."

As soon as Su Qinghe arrived in the classroom, she lay down on her stomach and closed her eyes to catch up on her sleep. It was hot and she had not had a good rest, and her head felt dull.

"Thank you, Junjun."

People from the classroom came back one after another and saw Su Qinghe lying there. They subconsciously kept silent as they passed by and went to see Song Zhijun.

"Didn't you get a good rest?"

"Having a nightmare."

After hearing the answer, everyone sat down and subconsciously spoke softly so as not to disturb her sleep.

Su Qinghe didn't actually fall asleep. She couldn't fall asleep for a while. She just wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while.

Occasionally I can hear Junjun turning the pages of a book, and there is a rustling sound from the leaves outside the window as the wind blows past them.

I don't know how long it took, but Su Qinghe actually fell asleep.

"Qing He, the teacher is here." Although Song Zhijun was reading, his ears were always paying attention to the movements outside, and he soon discovered that the teacher was here.

After finally falling asleep and being woken up, Su Qinghe didn't look very pretty. She raised her head and drooped her eyes, making it obvious to everyone except her that she was in a bad mood.

"Let's have a bottle of yogurt." When He Anian came back, he went to the cafeteria and picked up a few bottles of yogurt, handed one to Su Qinghe and another to Song Zhijun.

There are still water droplets hanging on the side of the yogurt box, and it feels a little cold. It must have just been taken out of the refrigerator not long ago.

Su Qinghe inserted the straw and took a big sip. Her frown gradually relaxed, and her mood was greatly comforted.

On the podium, the class teacher handed down the course selection form and asked them to think carefully before checking.

"Give it to the monitor before school. The monitor will collect it all and put it in my office."

Su Qinghe listened absently and looked at the course selection list in her hand. There were many new courses in high school.

"Everyone's class schedule will be out this week, and I will ask the monitor to bring it over and distribute it."

The students who saw the nonsense looked at him and nodded with satisfaction, "There should be a lot more students staying in the dormitory this semester. After all, you have more classes in the evening."

"Our school is relatively free. If you don't have classes in the evening, you can go back. The prerequisite is that you must sign in with your life teacher. If you leave without saying hello, everyone should know better than me what the consequences will be."

The premise of freedom is to abide by the school rules. If you violate the school rules more than a few times, you will be expelled from the school. No one wants to see this result.

This is not intended to scare people. Almost every year, some people are expelled from the school and have to transfer to other schools.

As the saying goes, bad things spread thousands of miles, and they all travel in the same circle. Not only will you be embarrassed, but your family will also be embarrassed.