my little deskmate

Chapter 33 Teacher-Student Debate

Xu Yixing said seriously, "Miao Xiuran, if you roll your eyes too much, your eyeballs will not be straight."

"Pfft." Jiang Ling had been eavesdropping, but now he couldn't help laughing.

Miao Xiuran's face was as black as burning coals.

Xu Yixing frowned delicately, and said seriously, "It's true. When I was a child, I knew a person with small eyes. When looking at people, the eyeballs were always a little bit higher. You are so good-looking. If you really become If you do that, it's going to be ugly."

Now even Bei Juncheng laughed.

Miao Xiuran narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you mocking me?"

"I'm telling the truth, no sarcasm."

Miao Xiuran snorted uncertainly.

After Miao Xiuran went out, Xu Yixing put his waist proudly, hugged Bei Juncheng's arm and smiled, "Did you see it just now, he looks so funny!"

Bei Juncheng asked, "You've become more courageous now, why are you teasing him?"

"Who made him always look super amazing, I feel uncomfortable..."

Bei Juncheng said helplessly with this bullying little character, "I'm not worried that he will be teased by you, I'm worried that you will suffer if you tease him."

When the time came, the bullied would cry and tell him about his grievances.

The little rabbit actually wanted to bully the fox.

The final result can only be to be taught a lesson.

Unexpectedly, Bei Juncheng had such a high opinion of Miao Xiuran, Xu Yixing suddenly felt that he had become the bottom of the food chain in 506 dormitory.

The originally complacent mood disappeared without a trace, and I felt that I was a little boring.

"Because you are here, I am not afraid of him." Xu Yixing looked at Bei Juncheng with pure eyes, and said, "I know, because of you, he was willing to put up with me just now, and I won't provoke him in the future, but he also You can't say some weird words, and you can't look at me with weird eyes, I just like to be with you, and I hope that it can continue like this."

After hearing this, Bei Juncheng felt mixed emotions in his heart.

In fact, the more innocent a person is, the more he can experience emotional changes.

Xu Yixing knew everything.

And he trusted himself so much, as if he was there, so he didn't have to worry about anything.

Bei Juncheng's heart was sore and sore from being pulled, and he said, "Yes, it will get better forever, he has no right to question."

At noon, the two went directly back to the dormitory. Miao Xiuran had already changed into his school uniform, and sat down to continue tinkering with his mysterious affairs. The simple and straight school uniform actually looked like a model on him. The effect was super good, as if it was measured for him. Tailor-made, not to mention how handsome and compelling.

It doesn't matter what you wear, it's the person who wears it that matters.

Xu Yixing refused to admit that he had a trace of jealousy.

He also changed his school uniform, which was loose and slender on him. He pinched his waist, um...well, there was an illusion of weakness, and looking at Bei Juncheng, the clothes fit him well , he has broad shoulders and a thin waist. He has a standard inverted triangle figure, just trouser legs... rolled up...

Xu Yixing held back that smile, pretended to be serious and serious, and said, "It's quite appropriate."

Bei Juncheng took a sip of tea and looked at him with warning eyes.

Xu Yixing didn't hold back, turned his head and laughed silently, but turned back calmly, and said, "It's really suitable."

Bei Juncheng ignored him, changed his clothes, threw them into the basin, and said in an unfriendly manner, "Soak in water!"

Xu Yixing flattered and said, "Okay, Mr. Bei, I will follow your orders."

Bei Juncheng warned lightly, "You skin."

Xu Yixing didn't dare to laugh with him anymore, so he put the two people's clothes in a basin, poured washing powder, poured water on them, rubbed them a few times, then put them aside, waiting for Bei Juncheng to come back to wash them.

After washing his hands, he ran out quickly, and said joyfully, "Let's go, let's eat!"

In the afternoon, Bei Juncheng counted the people who were willing to subscribe to the language newspaper, and came to the office. This office is full of head teachers, and it is Zhao Feiming's office as soon as he enters the door.

There is an air conditioner in the office, and at the moment it is blowing a little cool wind, bringing some refreshing comfort.

Bei Juncheng called out a report.

Several teachers looked up.

Bei Juncheng walked up to Zhao Feiming, gave him the list, and said calmly, "Mr. Zhao, all the students in the class subscribe to the Chinese newspaper, but only 18 students subscribe to the composition newspaper. For others who don't want to subscribe, I asked." The reason is that most of them said that a few people subscribed enough for the composition newspaper, and they can borrow from each other, this is the list, you can take a look."

Zhao Feiming looked at it and praised, "This matter is well done."

Bei Juncheng was neither sincere nor frightened, nor was he proud and complacent, but rather flattered or humiliated.

But this is amazing, high school students who are in the most impulsive period can be so rational...

Zhao Feiming became interested, and took the initiative to bring up the topic, saying, "Nearly half of the people did not subscribe to Composition News, what do you think about this matter?"

Bei Juncheng said slowly, "Mr. Zhao, if I wasn't the representative of the Chinese class, I wouldn't book it either."

If he doesn't book this class representative, and other people don't book it, they will question Zhao Feiming's words. Everyone will think, is there a problem with Zhao Feiming's own words, or is there a problem with the class representative he chose?

This is a dilemma. The teacher will protect the face of the students, and the students must also protect the face of the teacher, so he ordered.

Zhao Feiming's expression finally changed.

Bei Juncheng explained, "There is a word called greediness."

He went to check the composition newspaper that Zhao Feiming said, and the quality was average. At that time, he immediately sorted out several reasons.

It may be because of the red envelope fee from the newspaper;

may be required by the school;

It is also possible that it is just a test;

……

Zhao Feiming carefully looked at his new Chinese class representative from head to toe, with unpredictable eyes, he said, "I know you are mature, but I didn't expect you to be so mature. It really opened my eyes..."

Bei Juncheng saw that the documents on Zhao Feiming's desk were blown up by the wind from the air conditioner, picked up the lid of the teacup with his slender fingers and gently pressed it down, and said, "I thought you knew that I had stayed abroad for a while before, and the environment was different, so my thinking There will inevitably be a slight deviation in the method.”

Zhao Feiming shook his head and said in disapproval, "It's not like I haven't taught it since I came back from abroad, but there is no one like you. It's very appropriate to use one word to describe you."

Bei Juncheng stared at him with dark eyes like ink.

"There is a word called Yuzhi Yuxiong, have you heard of this word?"

"I have heard that it is used to describe arrogance. Does the teacher mean that I am too proud? But I don't think so."

Zhao Feiming said leisurely, "Of course, no one would think of themselves that way, but celebrities say that the most difficult person to see is themselves, isn't it?"

Bei Juncheng didn't even twitch his eyebrows, and said calmly, "Mr. Zhao, why bother to push others with things, we're talking about writing a report." You've deviated from the topic.

Zhao Feiming took a sip of warm tea. The green tea leaves were pressed under the filter, and the quiet tea fragrance slowly wafted out. He blinked and said innocently, "Composition newspaper? It's normal. Someone recommended it to me. I I recommend it to you.”

Bei Juncheng confirmed Zhao Feiming's train of thought, and said, "You have too many routines, aren't you afraid that you will use your own routines at any time?"

"Routine? Bei Juncheng, have you watched too many TV dramas? Where did you get the routine in school?"

"Okay, I used the wrong word. It's not a routine or a trap. It's a guide. You just guided us to see if we students have the ability to distinguish and think independently." Bei Juncheng Said, "If you have the ability to distinguish yourself, do you have a set of educational models? If you don't have the ability to distinguish, do you have another educational model?"

Zhao Feiming was astonished.

Unexpectedly, Bei Juncheng had guessed all his thoughts!

Bei Juncheng said, "Mr. Zhao, it's no wonder that he is teaching Chinese. It's really suitable. He wrote the essay with multiple meanings. Let the students understand it by themselves. If you have such a test in the future, you can tell me in advance. If I'm more honest, If you don't cooperate with me, if you don't say it, it's not good to ruin your plan..."

His tone made Zhao Feiming half dead, but he was not affected at all, and said, "Mr. Zhao, there is nothing else, so I will leave first."

Zhao Feiming couldn't get up or down in one breath, choked in his throat, feeling extremely uncomfortable, seeing Bei Juncheng's displeasure in every possible way, said, "Go, go!" He wished that Bei Juncheng would disappear from his eyelids immediately under.

When Bei Juncheng left, Jiang Hao said with a smile, "What's this called? Hunting birds all day long and finally being pecked at the eyes by eagles. Zhao Feiming, you also have today. It's rare to see you being called like this."

The others laughed.

Zhao Feiming said unhappily, "I've had enough of watching the fun, and I don't know how to say something for me." As a result of being told by his own students that he was helpless, and he was still watching the fun, he just wanted to get through this matter Let's see who are more alert and will screen effective information to obtain the source of judgment, and who are more dull and will only blindly listen to the teacher's words and read dead books, so as to prescribe the right medicine and teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

"I can't help you. You guys speak very eloquently, with three meanings in one sentence. Hey, I haven't learned Chinese well, so I don't know how to help."

Zhao Feiming scolded, "Shameless!"

"You can't say that, Lao Zhao, you are the one who tells us things we don't understand on weekdays, and we can't do anything to refute them. Last time you told me that my drawer lost a leg. I went home and thought about it for three days. , the drawer at home didn’t lose its legs, but I asked a college classmate of mine, only to find out that you were scolding me, saying that I couldn’t afford it. This time, I saw you being speechless by your students. I feel happy."

"Me too. Last time he directly said that I was a frog on a lotus leaf. What does that mean? I couldn't figure it out. After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that he called me a melon!"

The frog squatted on the lotus leaf and croaked, and the melon meant to call someone a fool.

Zhao Feiming aroused public outrage.

"You have met your nemesis today, we are too happy, why should we help you?"

"Yes."

"You deserve it."

Zhao Feiming snorted coldly and said, "Are you going to rebel?"

"Can't you?"

Zhao Feiming gritted his teeth with hatred.

Jiang Hao laughed wildly, and said, "You, finally someone who is as good as you has accepted you, and you are the class representative appointed by yourself. You were the only one who bullied others before, and now you should be bullied by others!"

Think about each of Zhao Feiming's previous class representatives, which one was not tossed around, and Zhao Feiming made a fuss, and finally came to Bei Juncheng.

Jiang Hao murmured, "But your student is really... not bad..." Not bad, but very good. You can see through the essence of things at a glance, have your own unique way of thinking, and have your own opinions. Each method has its own way.

With such a character, even if he does not perform well in school, he will be mediocre when he leaves the school.

Zhao Feiming looked at the ceiling and said, "As long as you don't pretend to be smart and ruin your future, it's fine."

Jiang Hao enviously said, "That's right, you got two generals at the beginning of the semester, one Song Anping is calm and reliable, and the other Bei Juncheng is alert and mature, how come you are so lucky!"

Zhao Feiming smiled proudly, "Our seventh class is already very good, and your other ordinary classes can't compare to it." In his heart, his class is the best!

Jiang Hao glanced at him and said, "I'll give you a breath, you're still breathing."

Who doesn't know what's going on in class [-], it's a mess, Jiang Hao frowned, but Zhao Feiming has the supernatural power to turn decay into magic, the class [-] he leads is really different, those students are all ghostly and clever, and Very spiritual.

Zhao Feiming took the textbook to the classroom and said three sentences before the lecture.

"What the teacher teaches is knowledge, whether it is based on the book, or to develop thinking, drawing inferences from one instance is your most basic ability. You need to read books, but you can't become more dull as you read more."

"Separating the false from the true and distinguishing right from wrong are the most basic qualities. If sensibility is not supported by rationality, it will be a moon in the water, a flower in a dream, and it will be broken when pinched. So before doing anything, move your head first and make a good judgment .”

"Chinese learning is perceptual, but in fact it is supported by rationality. Broadening your information reserves and sources of knowledge is the most important thing."

His gaze met Bei Juncheng's eyes, and Bei Juncheng smiled.

Xu Yixing, on the other hand, said in a daze, "What did Mr. Zhao say, I understand what you said before, don't read dead books, but I don't understand the rationality and sensibility of the latter..."

Bei Juncheng explained in a low voice, "It is to let us see more, think more, learn more, have the self-judgment ability to distinguish the source of information, and at the same time, don't be too obsessed in the emotional world, think more about practical things, avoid detours, and The economic base in politics determines the superstructure for the same reason.”

Xu Yixing let out a long oh, understood.

Miao Xiuran in front of him looked back at the two of them.

In the evening self-study at night, the math teacher came in. He glanced at the classroom, with a very serious face, and said, "Do some exercises by yourself." After speaking, he moved a chair and sat on the podium, doing his own thing.

Those who stayed in the classroom looked at each other in blank dismay, took out their math worksheets and began to do exercises consciously.

There were basically no students in the last three rows, even Miao Xiuran.

Xu Yixing looked at the practice questions and began to check the calculations by himself. How many proper subsets are there and how many solution sets are there? Xu Yixing's math grades are not bad. For the last two questions about raising heights, he couldn't help but get serious, and took out the draft paper to check the calculations.

After checking the calculation for a long time, he came up with a very complicated number. Xu Yixing frowned and checked the calculation process carefully, but he didn't find any mistakes.

At this time, a stiff and rigid voice came from behind him, saying, "Careless, the title says that A is equal to 3, the square of X plus XY plus Y, what did you write?"

When Xu Yixing saw it, he wrote 2.

There was a snort from behind.

Xu Yixing shrank his neck.

"But there is nothing wrong with the process. Don't be so careless in the future. If you read the title wrong, you have to start over the whole process. This is the worst thing!"

Xu Yixing nodded quickly.

Seeing his well-behaved appearance, Yuan Bo was a little happy, and with his hands behind his back, he looked at Bei Juncheng's assignment again.

If Xu Yixing's exercise book is full of writing, then Bei Juncheng's exercise book is clean, and even the subsequent problem-solving process is pitiful, basically solved in three or four lines.

Yuan Bo frowned and said, "Everything is done correctly, but there are too few steps... If you encounter an exam, even if your answer is correct, you will not get full marks."

Bei Juncheng said, "I will pay attention during the exam."

"It's better to develop the habit early, starting from the usual homework."

Bei Juncheng nodded, but it was up to him what to do.

After Yuan Bo left, Bei Juncheng began to preview the following content.

Xu Yixing asked in surprise, "You also previewed the next one?"

He was a little anxious, and said, "Wait for me, I will recalculate this question, it will be ready soon, I will preview with you."

Bei Juncheng supported his head with his hands, looked at Xu Yixing's serious appearance, and said in a wonderful and comfortable mood, "Don't worry, I'll wait for you."

After Xu Yixing finished, he asked, "Is the answer to the last question X=2, Y=1?"

Bei Juncheng nodded, Xu Yixing gave a little yes, turned to the next page happily, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said, "Let's get started."

"The focus of the next unit is on functions. Did you see the first question? The definition of functions..."

Xu Yixing nodded while flipping through the textbook, and said, "Remember, it's written in Mapping and Function."

"What about the answer?"

"Hehehe..." Xu Yixing glanced at the textbook and said embarrassedly, "I forgot, I'll read it again..."

For 40 minutes, the voice in the classroom was kept quiet, and everyone was studying hard. After class, Xu Yixing was about to run to the complex building, but Bei Juncheng stopped him and asked, "Did you forget something? "

Xu Yixing looked at him suspiciously.

This lost little guy!

Bei Juncheng said helplessly, "Where are your training clothes and shoes?"

Xu Yixing suddenly realized, and said, "Go back to the dormitory to move things first!"

He hurriedly dragged Bei Juncheng back to the dormitory, and the two of them directly dragged the big suitcase to the complex building.

Xu Yixing hid between the curtains and the wall to change clothes, and said disgustedly, "If there is no monitor, you can change directly outside."

Bei Juncheng squatted on the ground, put the English book on the small bench, frowned and said, "I can't do without a monitor."

"why?"

"The windows are open and I'm still here."

Xu Yixing smiled innocently, "It's fine with you here!"

Although Bei Juncheng was very happy to say that, but thinking about Xu Yixing being so defenseless, if he changed clothes casually in front of others in the future, he would feel very uncomfortable, and said, "It's better to be on guard."

Xu Yixing came out after changing clothes. It was a very close-fitting black dance practice suit, short-sleeved and short-sleeved. Not only the little Doudou on the upper body, but also the dormant baby below, all stood out at a glance, but Bei Juncheng didn't pay attention These, what he paid attention to was Xu Yixing's white skin that became more and more prominent after wearing this black dress, like jade, warm and full of luster, slender limbs, covered with a thin layer of muscles, lines like flowing water Ordinary, soft and tough, full of beauty, he stood there, graceful like an ink painting, which made Bei Juncheng go crazy.

Xu Yixing smiled a little shyly, and said, "My mother bought it for me, and I asked her to buy a loose fit. She said it would be better for practice."

Bei Juncheng came back to his senses, and looked at the textbook evasively.

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