him and his duo

Chengguan is famously used for students to review and preview three days before the start of school. Everyone can use these few days to check for gaps and make up for omissions, so as to facilitate the next stage of learning.

But everyone knows all too well that this is Chengguan, not the key city next door.Asking them to sit obediently in the classroom and review and read books is tantamount to nonsense.

However, these three days have not been banned according to the law, because according to Director Cai's experience in running the Political and Education Department for many years, the three-day transition period is still necessary.

This is a slow and advanced process. As long as you are in the classroom, you are not late or fight, no matter what you do in the classroom, no one cares about you, and even no teacher is on duty in the classroom for these three days.The main purpose is to allow students to transition from the excessively lazy stage of summer vacation to a little bit of learning atmosphere.

In any case, these three days were hailed as the "three days of gold" by the "intellectuals" at the bottom of Chengguan.

Once the golden three days passed, the entire Chengguan began to complain, and the value of resentment directly broke the table.And the first class to collapse is of course a really bad class.

Class [-] high school classroom.

"I regret it so much, why didn't I cherish the last three days, why didn't my mobile phone stay on for 24 hours, why my comic book is still new as if it hasn't been opened... my time Where did everyone go?"

"Oh my god, how come three days are so fast, which means that I will officially enter the second year of high school from today?? I'm not ready yet."

"According to calculations, the next golden three days are still four months away from us..."

……

In the morning self-study, as soon as Xu Ke entered the class, he saw ghosts crying and wolves everywhere in class ten.Those who didn't know thought they had arrived at some kind of crematorium.

"Isn't this a crematorium? The latest news is that our class has a new teacher this semester." Deng Xiaoliu had just entered the class, and before he put down his schoolbag, he stood on the podium impassionedly, giving pointers.

The news of this brother has always been very accurate. In his own words, people from other classes will be billed on a case-by-case basis when they come to him to inquire about news. The latest gossip.

The news of the teacher change is big or small for ordinary classes, but for class ten, it is like a sandstorm.

Because Class Ten is a veritable class with problems, and there are students like Gu Shen sitting in it, those gentle, patient, fresh, funny, humorous and responsible new teachers from famous universities will never be assigned to Class Ten, like Daddy Mei. It is possible to have a kind of old-fashioned and ruthless old teacher.

I can't imagine what Shura would look like if there were two daddies in a class, besides, Deng Xiaoliu's gossip today looks different from usual, and he doesn't feel too excited inside and out.

This kind of abnormality usually represents a bad premonition, and it deeply grips the hearts of everyone in Class Ten.

"Huh? Who do you want to change? You won't change Old Dengtou, right? I heard that at the end of the last term, our class' Chinese average score was last in the whole school." A girl asked worriedly.

Someone was immediately unhappy when they heard it, and Gao Mai yelled in a rough voice, "If Lao Dengtou leaves, I will also transfer to another shift. I will go wherever Lao Dengtou goes."

This is the same as saying that the school is run by his family, and he wants to go wherever he wants.However, many people still echoed these words lightly, thinking that if Lao Dengtou left, they would also want to follow.

This "Old Dengtou" is quite popular.

Xu Ke flipped the Chinese language book in his hand to "Teacher's List", memorizing it silently while thinking about it.

"Gao Mai, you've got it." The girl who was across the aisle from Xu Ke hurt Gao Mai, "If it's really old Deng who doesn't teach anymore, can you still drop out of school?"

Gao Mai was not angry when he was hurt, but looked at the girl happily, and he didn't speak as loudly as before, and his tone was inexplicably gentle, "Piao Piao, I just said it casually." .”

"Okay, Deng Xiaoliu, don't be foolish, tell me who has been replaced." The girl called Piao Piao was completely different from her nickname when she spoke, and she had a pungent temperament in her whole person.

"Oh, how boring it is for me to announce the answer like this. Let's take a guess," Deng Xiaoliu gave an exclusion, "But I can tell everyone that it is not the old Dengtou."

Most people breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this exclusion, and Gao Mai patted his chest with lingering fear, "It's fine if it's not, it's fine if it's not."

The scene became so hot that many people speculated and discussed following Deng Xiaoliu's steps.

"Could it be Sister Yan?" Someone asked boldly and cautiously.

China is the country that pays the most attention to both yin and yang. The last moment someone threw out the most popular "Old Dengtou", this moment someone is not afraid of death to give the mystery of "Sister Yan".

"Really, no way." Immediately, someone beamingly asked back. Of course, if this kind of rhetorical question is followed by a sentence of "Great", it will not seem in the slightest violation.

Deng Xiaoliu stood on the podium with an inscrutable smile, but he didn't give the answer everyone wanted.There was a carnival under the podium.

"Damn, Sister Yan is gone, my God."

"Sister Yan?!! Is it really her???"

"Why didn't you say this kind of good news earlier? That is to say, we don't have to worry about it in English class in the future? We don't have to stand up when we are distracted in every class? We don't have to go to the toilet to make a report when we don't have class, and we will be ridiculed." Paused?"

……

After listening to this narration, Xu Ke probably understood where everyone's rejection of Sister Yan came from.

Class [-] was about to set off firecrackers, and the English class representative couldn't stand it, so he stood up and said, "Don't be like this, Sister Yan isn't that bad."

Someone immediately retorted: "Jiang Shishi, you must be having fun in your heart too. Sister Yan scolds you every class, why don't she leave?"

Jiang Shishi has long hair and a good temperament. When she stood up, she raised her neck like a proud swan, "I won't talk about how Sister Yan taught me, but after she taught us, our English class has always been in the top three. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

The boy who spoke shut up resentfully.

The debate ended quickly, Deng Xiaoliu on the podium was late to smooth things over, he smiled and said, "Sorry, it's not Sister Yan either."

Come on, it's a big deal for nothing.

"Deng Xiaoliu, don't be fooled, we won't guess, tell me quickly, boy." Gao Mai rolled up his sleeves and looked at Deng Xiaoliu with a fierce look.

Unavoidably arousing public outrage, Deng Xiaoliu took two steps back, leaned his back against the blackboard, and let out a few hey-hey sounds, "The one who was replaced was the political teacher. Teacher Qian is pregnant, and the school feels that she should be kept in Our class is not suitable for raising a baby. When the time comes, she will be so angry that no one will be able to bear the responsibility of the baby, so she was transferred to the [-]th class of Group B to have a good rest."

The teachers in the middle school have a very distinctive style, like Lao Dengtou and Sister Yan, whether they are loved by the students or frightened by the students, in fact, they will leave a deep impression on the students.

Teachers like Teacher Qian who have not been given any nicknames have a relatively simple style. They belong to the kind of unknown and not very memorable. Apart from being so angry that Class Ten cried twice, there seems to be no other memories. .Maybe even mentioning this teacher's name after graduation can't match her face.

Therefore, everyone's reaction is relatively cold.

"Oh, Teacher Qian, hell, let's leave." Gao Mai greeted everyone to go back to their seats, walked up to the podium and beat Deng Xiaoliu violently, "Can you fucking stop being a fool in the future? ! Can such worthless news be finished at once?!"

Deng Xiaoliu is small, weak in stature, and has no strength to restrain a chicken. He was chased by Gao Mai, and he was still muttering: "I haven't finished talking yet, brother Mai, wait a minute. "

Hearing this, Gao Mai stopped his movements, "Okay, I'll beat you after you finish speaking, you'd better say your last words too."

Deng Xiaoliu supported the wall next to the blackboard, panting, "The newly transferred political teacher is a knife."

As soon as this remark came out, the whole class was as quiet as a chicken.The classmates who watched their pursuit battle below were enjoying it, but when they heard this, they held their breath and didn't dare to vent their anger.

"Who?" Only Gao Mai howled. Of course, his condition was not much better, his face was full of disbelief, and his voice cracked.

"Cai Xiaodao, Cai Lu, Director Cai." Deng Xiaoliu also had a loveless expression on his face.

"...Fuck me?" Gao Mai realized belatedly, "Didn't he never teach?"

"Who knows, maybe something happened to our class and invited him out." Deng Xiaoliu leaned on the wall exhaustedly, his smiling face wrinkled into a bitter gourd in an instant.

"I still can't believe it. How could it be him? Nima's teaching director." Gao Mai stood on the podium and recalled the days spent with Director Cai, and he went crazy on the spot. Don't let people live?"

"Who won't let you live, Gao Mai?" The middle-aged man's voice sounded from behind, and there was a little familiarity in the voice, and Gao Mai's fine hair stood on his head at that moment.

The whole class looked towards the door of the classroom, and saw the person who was at the center of the topic standing by the door at some point.

Cai Lu is a person who pursues details. Every day when he goes out, he tidies himself up very neatly. When he stops there, he gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

But he is not the kind of dean in the traditional sense. He never scolds loudly when he trains people, unless he encounters someone or something that can particularly anger him.Most of the time, as long as he stands there and reprimands with a not very kind expression, it makes people feel like there is a knife hanging on their head, and they are frightened.Therefore, people gave him the nickname "Cai Xiaodao."

But obviously, there are still people in this school who are not afraid of Cai Xiaodao.

Xu Ke looked at the empty table next to him. His deskmate hadn't come yet, but if he did, he would probably run away.

"Hello Director Cai!" Gao Mai immediately stood at attention and greeted Director Cai respectfully.

"Okay, I almost didn't get sent away by you. Isn't it fun to perform an elephant chasing an orangutan on the podium?" Director Cai glanced at the orangutan huddled in the corner, "Both of you come out and stand for me. Class is over."

Gao Mai originally wanted to refute a few words, but when he looked up at Cai Xiaodao's face, he immediately turned to face the wall obediently.

After tidying up the two leaders, Director Cai didn't leave in a hurry. He stood on the podium and said to the tenth class: "You all know it just now, right? From now on, I will lead the politics of your class."

Director Cai glanced at the door, pointed in the direction of Gao Mai, and said, "Students like this who like to violate discipline will have to get up and answer questions in every class. If you don't answer simple questions well, just stand by me." If you don't answer well for the second time, stand for two classes, and give me the cumulative standing!"

Gao Mai outside the door almost cried out.

Director Cai's eyes turned around from below, and when he didn't know where he fell, his voice slowed down a little, "Your class has a lot of thorns, and the class style is not good. No teacher is willing to come and take it. Only I applied for a transfer. I hope you will not disappoint my expectations of you, I need to see your results in this midterm exam."

"Last time, your class was ranked second to last in the school, right?" Cai Lu's words were loud and powerful, "I have to get the second best in the midterm exam. Those who are lagging behind, please work harder!"

"Those students who didn't pass the mid-term exam have an 8000-word self-criticism, and I will stand up in every political class in the future!"

Gao Mai whispered to Deng Xiaoliu outside the classroom door: "Is there still time for me to transfer classes?"

In ancient times, there was a fairy tale called "Picking up seedlings to encourage growth", there was a movement in Chinese history called "Dayue Jin", and there was a faction called "Radicals" on the road to the Anti-Japanese War...

Director Cai used his own power to make these historical allusions penetrate into the hearts of every working people in Class Ten.

Since then, politics class has been a practice.

The author has something to say: another chapter ^_^