My Sister is a Bit Ruthless

  Chapter 479 This stuff can't help but beat

   "Those experts don't have fangs, so they scared you..." Xia Pengfei has said all his comforting words in the past two days. He found that it is really a big problem to keep Leng Siyu from being nervous.

  "You still laugh! You are inhuman!" Leng Siyu caught the boy's eyes with an inconspicuous smile.

  Xia Pengfei tightly pulled the rain and snow-white wrist to the second floor of the auditorium, ignoring the rain in protest.

  He believes that Siyu means lack of self-confidence and lack of courage to pursue a higher life.

  "You let go! Are you going to drag me into the auditorium?" Leng Siyu was on the first floor of the auditorium, her heels rooted, and refused to leave.

   "Okay, I won't drag you, won't you run away?"

   "I won't run anymore, let's talk about how arrogant you are, you have to catch me back when I run, right?" Leng Siyu stared at the young Pian Pian with her eyes and mouth pouting, and she had never been so persuaded.

  The young man forced her to face people she didn't dare to face, and forced her to do things she didn't have the guts to do.

  She should have beaten him to the floor, she should have regarded him as a class enemy, but she didn't hate him at all in her heart.

  "Be careful to take a deep breath, just as a bunch of people are air, and you are the only person in the world talking to yourself there.

  Anyway, you got on this bus, so it's better to enjoy this journey. "Whether it is useful or not, Xia Pengfei once again spoke earnestly to comfort Si Yu.

   "What's so terrible?" Leng Siyu took a deep breath, rolled up her sleeves, and raised her long legs and walked upstairs majesticly, "Isn't it just the class? It's not the sword and the fire!"

  While speaking, the wonderful person has already walked to the door of the second floor. With the power just now, he raised his hand to push the second floor of the auditorium, and looked inside, hey Ma, the entire auditorium was dark.

When    wanted to shrink, he was pushed in by Xia Pengfei from behind.

  This product is really damaged, I really want to kick him flying, but don’t let him fly too far...

  Standing on the stage, Si Yu's heart began to bounce around again.

  The audience is full of heads!

  What's more, there are many cameras that press the shutter directly at themselves, and the flash clicks endlessly.

   Seeing Xia Pengfei swaggered to sit down as a student, Si Yu’s two long legs wanted to run wild again.

  As soon as the visual line touched the sharp eyes of the young man, he gave up the idea of ​​running away.

  The seats in the auditorium are preset like this:

  The first three rows are VIP seats, which will be reserved for experts from all over the country and the administrative leaders of Zixu City schools; the back few rows of VIP seats are student seats; behind the student seats are teachers from Zixu City and teachers from Tianxiang Middle School.

  But the experts and leaders listened to the advice of Professor Meng Ke of University B and sat behind the students.

  Meng Ke believes that students should be the protagonists of the classroom.

  Experts sitting in the front row, one is to interfere with the teacher’s teaching, which is not conducive to the performance of the teacher, and the other is to increase the distance between teachers and students, which is not conducive to teacher-student interaction.

  So, the first few rows are all reserved for students.

  Students rushed into the class with a daze when they saw Siyu, and invariably gave Siyu a high-level welcome ceremony-applause and cheers were deafening.

  "Siyu——Come on——"

"Come on? Is this a class or a competition?" Professor Meng Ke of University B frowned when he saw a super beautiful woman on the podium in a daze, and said to Professor Jin Zongmin of University Q, "Students Lectures are nothing but grandstanding."

  Meng Ke and Jin Zongmin made a national tour to observe and listen to lectures to examine the teaching results of the curriculum reforms. The lectures they saw basically couldn't get rid of the traditional teaching pattern. Even if there is so-called innovation, the form is greater than the content, and most of them are superficial skills.

  In short, he is not optimistic about students attending classes. Naturally, she didn't have high expectations for Leng Siyu's class.

  The vice-principal of the school and the Youth League Committee Shuji personally took the paper cup to pour water for the experts and leaders present.

  Two minutes before the start of the class, Chen Lizhu, the principal of Tianxiang Middle School, was preparing to speak. When looking for the microphone, she found that the multimedia cabinet was seriously deformed and the cover was stuck inside and could not be opened.

  Leng Siyu stared at the cover with hundreds of pairs of eyes. She held the cover which was seriously deformed and separated from the device, and said with a smile: "Oh, this thing can't help but beat."

  Siyu's actions stunned the people present.

   "Damage to the public property, a fine of fifty yuan!" Chen Lizhu hated the person who damaged the public property, and said, pointing to Leng Siyu with anger.

   "No, your board is deformed," Leng Siyu argued for reasons, and held the board in front of Chen Lizhu. "Look, you see, it's all rusted here, so you can only sell it as scrap.

  According to the standards of Zixu City, scrap iron is only a few dollars per catty.

  I will give you a few dollars at most. "

"A few dollars, you send a beggar!" Chen Lizhu's eyes widened, and she was about to furious, when she saw the camera flashing under the stage, she remembered that today is a public class, and quickly put on a smiley face, "I was joking just now, to ease the tension. Atmosphere."

  The interaction between the two caused an uproar in the auditorium.

   "This principal and student are too weird."

  "Is this a physical education class or a class meeting?"

  The guests questioned the two people on the stage, feeling that the scene had become a farce.

  Meng Ke repeatedly shook his head, "Is this still a model school?"

  ……

  Chen Lizhu ignored the noise in the audience, slowly turned on the power, found the microphone from the locker, cleared her throat and said, "Leaders, experts, teachers, and students, good morning!"

   There was sparse applause under the stage.

  Chen Lizhu slowly said again: “Today, in our second grade and first class, we will hold a lesson reform demonstration class.

  Before class, I want to say a few gossips.

  Our school is nominally saving weight, but from the perspective of the source of students, it is not even a second-class school. Therefore, I hope that experts and leaders will not have high expectations for our students. "

  The leader of the Zixu City Education Bureau gasped after hearing this. What is Chen Lizhu doing? Is she questioning the distribution plan of the Education Bureau?

  "...Students should not have too much psychological baggage, as long as they try their best to participate and present their usual learning style.

  Because, true education should not be presented through deliberate performance! "

  Papa...

  Unexpectedly, Chen Lizhu’s on-the-spot gossip actually won warm applause from the students.

  Siyu, who was staying aside, put down the cover, and also clapped her hands.

  (End of this chapter)