Back in high school, I attacked my rival

As the saying goes, high school recess is the most comfortable 10 minutes in one's life and the best quality of sleep.

In the past two days in the liberal arts class, Jie Qingyang spent most of his time in class sleeping. Since his wife cheated on him, he hasn't had a good night's sleep. The school is simply a gentle place, a paradise.

The liberal arts teacher's lectures are too hypnotic, while the science department is hypnotic.

Most teachers want to take care of it but dare not take care of it completely. They just feel that this god of learning is different from the legendary one. The teachers who have taught him say that this child is as devout as a believer in class, staring at the podium without moving, taking meticulous notes, thinking Turning faster than the teacher, and now sleeping faster than anyone else, I can hardly see my face in the morning class.

"Brother Jie," a student rushed in from the door of the classroom in a hurry, sat down on the table next to Jie Qingyang, just about to stretch out his hand but retracted it, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Jie, I just saw someone giving flowers to the class in the playground." Passed the love letter. Banhua was very happy and accepted it."

"Who, who sent it? Is it He Zhixiu?" Jie Qingyang didn't even have time to open his eyes, and shot up.

The person who woke him up was called Li Zhuo, nicknamed "Heipi" and "Brother Heizi" because of his dark skin.He really relied on his father to get into the innovation class of liberal arts. He usually likes to gossip and play, and for some reason, he has very similar interests with the transferred Xueshen, and he doesn't like to study. Man, he thinks it's good to have this friend, and he's more than happy to do him a favor.

"Who is He Zhixiu? You keep mentioning him recently. Is he from our school? He looks more handsome than you? Banhua knows him?" Li Zhuo directly asked the doubts that had plagued his heart for a long time.

Jie Qingyang rubbed his eyes and regained consciousness a lot, "I haven't seen him before, he should be handsome, with a good figure, the type that girls like," Jie Qingyang tried hard to recall that he met He Zhixiu once in his previous life , that is, that time I ran into two people on a date.But it was too late, through the glass, He Zhixiu turned his back again, and only saw a figure, but he could see his wife clearly, it was indeed Yan Jiajia.

The person she cheated on was indeed called He Zhixiu.

Li Zhuo sat on the table with his legs dangling like this, "But I asked about other classes, and there was no He Zhixiu. The one who just handed over the love letter to the class was the Prince of Love Songs from the next class, Chen Shu." "In the future, our school Don't worry about everything, it should be said this way," Jie Qingyang sat down again, his eyes were dull: "As long as it's not He Zhixiu who is close to Banhua, don't worry about it."

"He Zhixiu is so powerful, he dares to compete with you for the best class." Li Zhuo became more curious.

Not only is it powerful, just kill him directly.

"Don't sit on my desk!"

Li Zhuo looked like he was eating shit. Now the cadres in this class are really in charge of the world, the earth and the atmosphere. He has restrained a lot, and he is not as unrestrained as before. Since Chen Junhe became the squad leader, he has become more and more serious to him. It's getting harsher!What's wrong with sitting on the table, and didn't pee on the table.

"Squad leader Xiaohe, I'm going to exchange studies with the God of Learning, can I just sit down for a while?"

Chen Junhe threw the book aside, "Get off!"

ruthless!Li Zhuo jumped down, "The temper is getting bigger and bigger, okay, if my dad didn't stop me, Chen Junhe, you have been designated by me to be dragged out for execution."

Chen Junhe sat on the seat, opened the book, and didn't even lift his eyelids, "If my dad hadn't stopped you, you would have been beaten up many times. The last time you took the eight-school joint exam, you didn't know how to reflect! Or I'll go talk to your dad."

"You," Li Zhuo was speechless, who made them neighbors, they grew up together, kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, and high school were all in the same class, but their studies were very different.

"Okay, class is about to start, Li Zhuo, go back to your seat," Jie Qingyang glanced at the blackboard, "Chinese class," Jie Qingyang and Chen Junhe are at the same table, and Chen Junhe is the number one in liberal arts and the only hopeful student. A liberal arts student in a first-class school, who had somehow provoked him, was very wary of Jie Qingyang, and just two days after he transferred, he insisted on not saying a word.

"Hey, kid," Jie Qingyang said with a fatherly smile, "do you know which university you will, cough, possibly be admitted to?"

In the college entrance examination that year, he was the city's number one student in science and scored 721 points, a full 150 points more than the number one in liberal arts. It was Chen Junhe, who was finally admitted to Nankai University.

He still admires it.

Chen Junhe was previewing the knowledge points of the next text, and didn't want to talk to him.

"Why are you colder than me back then, can you respect me? You rude child."

"Are you older? That is, you are taller than me. Why, do you want to be my father?" Chen Junhe stared at the text without turning his head. He was a little tired of eating and sleeping every day, and he was still talking at the same table.

Xueshen, is that all? ?

"If I had a son like you, well, that's okay," Jie Qingyang fantasized, "He looks clean, has good academic performance, is responsible for his work, and keeps himself clean. I think you never play with girls. It's rare, what do you think? How about our class flower, my future wife, this pretty little face, big eyes, I like it no matter how you look at it," he set his eyes on Yan Jiajia who had just entered the classroom, and moved with her infatuatedly.

"Not so good, vulgar."

"I also like vulgarity, she is my wife."

Chen Junhe couldn't take it anymore, and began to read aloud, "Yuzhang Gujun, Hongdu New Mansion, Xingfen Yizhen..."

It is a fact that almost everyone in the school knows-Jie Qingyang likes Yan Jiajia, but he doesn't pursue Yan Jiajia, but just plays with him.

Li Zhuo is the boss of the sophomore year. Not only the sophomores, but also the seniors have to be courteous. His father was the first batch of people who invested in this private high school at the beginning of its establishment, and his status was higher than that of ordinary directors.

All the teachers don't talk about holding each other, just don't provoke them if they can, and respect each other.

As soon as the words were released, all the boys no longer coveted Yan Jiajia from class one.Today someone handed over a love letter suddenly, Li Zhuo was very angry at first, but seeing that the person involved was not in a hurry, he didn't say anything, returned to his seat, opened the Chinese document, thinking about this

What do you have for lunch after the fourth class?

He sat at the last table, and the back door was wide open for easy cooking.

In the past, I helped Chen Junhe, a classy person, to cook, but now I have to help Jie Qingyang.

He felt that his life was very meaningful, and he became friends with the two best students in the school.

"Students, turn the book to the text "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng". We have mixed classical Chinese and novels, so that you can memorize it easily and not be boring," the female teacher said wearing a small bee.

The female teacher is a young and beautiful teacher who has just graduated for two years. She was very nervous when she first heard that the No. [-] student in Nangao was coming to her class. They are all closing their eyes and meditating.

The way of learning is different from ordinary people.

As long as you don't bother yourself, it's fine.

"The author, Wang Bo, also had a little story when he wrote this article. Do the students know?" The female teacher asked with a smile on her face.

The students habitually said in cooperation, "I don't know," "Teacher, please tell me what story," "We want to hear it."

"I know, teacher." Jie Qingyang raised his head and said with a smile.

The female teacher's eyes lit up, and her smile deepened. Xue Shen took the initiative to answer the question, which meant that he had listened to his own class, and he felt a sense of pride in being recognized.After all, I am just a rookie with a score of 570 in the college entrance examination. How can I have a sense of inferiority in front of a master with a score of 700.

"Then please tell us about Jie Qingyang."

Jie Qingyang stood up, glanced at Yan Jiajia, and made sure that his wife's eyes were on him, "Wang Bo went home to visit relatives, passing by here, just happened to meet the governor Yan Gong in Tengwang Pavilion..."

He talked endlessly, and as soon as the last word fell, the class burst into warm applause.

Jie Qingyang waved his hand, "You're welcome, you're welcome." The only thing he can understand now is Chinese, which has a sense of intimacy, and some knowledge is as if burned in his brain.

In the past, the Chinese language was 125 and went up, but now it is estimated that 100 points will burn the incense.

The advantages of the liberal arts class are all in the three main subjects, and the comprehensive essays. It is extremely difficult to get a high score, especially in Hubei, where the best scores in the comprehensive essays are only around 220-230 every year.

Since the school does not place much emphasis on liberal arts, the number of teachers is a little weaker, and they are all selected by the science class first. Except for the three main subjects, the teachers of the liberal arts innovation class are younger, and the secondary subjects are all highly qualified. Under the pressure of the school, he was forced to send the only seedling who was expected to succeed in Tsinghua University to the liberal arts class, and many conversations were fruitless.

Jie Qingyang only wants to chase after his first love with salty fish, and then wait until eighteen to manage his business well.

You have to hold your head first.

10 minutes before the end of get out of class, the female teacher suddenly stopped talking, put down the text, took off the little bee, showed a sad expression, and then kept her head down.

"What happened to the teacher?"

"Is the teacher going to cry?"

"We didn't mess with you," the bottom whispered at first, but gradually became louder.

Jie Qingyang, who was in deep thought, was kicked awake by the back table, and he stared back: "Are you sick?! Convulsions in your feet!?"

The study committee member at the back table stretched out his hand in embarrassment: "The teacher lowered his head, as if crying, help hand her the toilet paper," "?" Jie Qingyang turned his head and found that the Chinese teacher was really shaking with his head down, as if crying, he asked The squad leader who had nothing to do with himself asked, "What's wrong, teacher?"

Chen Junhe felt bored and was doing the questions, "It seems that she is going to be replaced. This class may be the last class she teaches us. I thought you knew it, so it's rare to be so active."

"Speechless, there is only such a female teacher in our class, and she will be replaced, which is inhumane," Jie Qingyang complained, took some toilet paper from Chen Junhe's drawer, and knocked on the desk in front of him, "beauties are not allowed to cry Oh," Chen Junhe was most annoyed by others touching his things privately, and his anger had already rushed to his forehead. Because of the teacher, he could only stare at Jie Qingyang.

"Teacher, it's not because you didn't teach well. You have to be confident. Your lectures are very good. They are much more interesting than the old man in the science innovation class. I never listen to his lectures, but I love them." Although your class sometimes loves to sleep, but..."

"Are you sure you like to listen?" Chen Junhe said coldly, "Where did the teacher talk just now?"

The female teacher took the tissue and wiped it, trying to stabilize her emotions.

"I said monitor, if you can't speak, just shut up and do your questions."

"hypocritical."

"You, you little bastard!" Jie Qingyang could understand the feeling of being childish as a parent.He obviously has a high EQ!

The female teacher held the tissue in her hand, "I'm fine, I was not feeling sentimental at first, but suddenly I became emotional."

Chen Junhe said, "Teacher, we will miss you."

"..."

The female teacher coughed a few times, and the students immediately quieted down, looking at her cutely.

"Students, I want to say something, I'm sorry," the female teacher looked at such a group of cute little sheep, her voice choked up, "I can't accompany you, there will be a new teacher to replace you soon," the class immediately exploded, The students chattered.

"Ah, Teacher Liao doesn't teach us anymore, why?"

"That's right, why, why did the school change teachers for us again!"

"We want you, we like you, no one else!!!"

"Yes, we'll go to the principal after class. The teacher teaches so well, and our class' Chinese scores are not bad. The average score is obviously higher than that of the science innovation class next door." Seeing that she couldn't control herself, the female teacher hurriedly said, "Student Ladies and gentlemen, there is a reason for the school’s arrangement. The teacher who took over is a special-grade Chinese teacher with rich teaching experience. He has taught many students who have paid a lot of money. The first session, alas, I still don’t have enough strength to keep you guys.”

"Teacher, you are very good. You graduated from China Normal University. You will lead the innovation class as soon as you graduate. Don't belittle yourself." Chen Junhe took the lead and said.

Li Zhuo, who was anxious to cook, was also a little sad when he looked at his watch. "Ms. Liao, you teach us very well. You also show us movies, tell stories, and care about us, just like our sister. We love you."

The others quickly echoed, "Yes, we love you!"

Li Zhuo got up, "Come on, students, stand up, show your heart to Teacher Liao, and send the teacher off."

The whole class, including the two proud lions in front of them, stood up dryly, and collectively stretched out their hands, "Teacher, we love you!"

The female teacher was so moved that she couldn't stop crying.

Li Zhuo took the opportunity to sneak out through the back door, and no one could stop him from cooking.

Jie Qingyang glanced at it, very satisfied, and he was also hungry.

In the cafeteria, others were still queuing, and the three of them had a hot meal early.

"Don't tell me, Teacher Liao is gone. I really don't want to part with her. Every evening self-study, she will show us a video. Even if she is criticized by the leader, she must persist. I don't know how this new Chinese teacher is. Male, female, Is he a good person, he won’t be an old man, right? Our Teacher Liao is better, he is beautiful and kind-hearted, and always considers us.”

Jie Qingyang doesn't care who teaches, whoever teaches is actually the same, "Today this is a bit old today, Heizi will go back and ask your mother to give advice to the school, the first thing students learn to do well is to eat well," "No, I think it's delicious Ah, Xiao He, what do you think?" "If you call that again, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Chen Junhe said through gritted teeth, "Can you two stop talking while eating, I won't eat with you in the future!"

Li Zhuo said, "What's the matter? Did I provoke you again? I've been abiding by the law recently and haven't violated the class rules. I often talk at dinner and I haven't seen you get angry."

Jie Qingyang sneered, "He feels uncomfortable when the beautiful teacher is gone. It's better not to have dinner with us, so that Li Zhuo won't have to fight for you every time."

Chen Junhe stared at Jie Qingyang viciously, "He still wants to beat me, but he doesn't sit together!"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly walked to another place with a plate in his hand.

"What's wrong with this guy? He has such a big temper. How did you get along with each other and be friends for so long?"

Li Zhuo scratched his head, "He wasn't like this before, just these few days," Qianfan Zhengxiang Jie Qingyang suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure engraved in his bones and imprinted in his mind.With a straight back, a slender figure, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the back of the head is delicate.

Although it was more than ten years ago, it was He Zhixiu!Turned into ashes also recognize.

The dog man finally appeared.

This guy really isn't a good thing, he doesn't even wear school uniforms, he even wears formal clothes pretentiously, isn't it cool? High school just likes to play handsome and pretend to be deep, and when he grows up, he can still have an affair.

The chopsticks slammed on the table, before Li Zhuo had time to reply, he ran towards the exit quickly.

Can't let this man get away.

If you catch him, don't worry about Sanqi 21 and beat him hard first, otherwise he will call his father and mother, and he will not be able to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Then report it to the school. If he doesn't wear a school uniform, he'd better be expelled from Nangao.