Private school two or three things

"So, what we are going to learn today is... Mathematics."

After Songyang happily said this sentence, the children in the whole classroom rushed to the street in an instant.

For, for Mao?Why is it mathematics? !Isn't math class once a week?Why the sudden increase to one lesson a day?Is it inflation?Is it because of inflation? ! (Is there a half-money relationship between the two?)

Seeing the little ghosts in a classroom standing dead, Songyang smiled helplessly.Mathematics and physics have always been the slowest courses taught, there is no way, things that are too theoretical and logical seem to be unpopular with children.

but……

Songyang raised the book in his hand: "Everyone, after this class is over, the teacher will take you to the town, okay?"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh! Really, teacher!"

"Great!"

"Yes yes!"

"Let's go to the market in the town center last time!"

"Let's go to the snack street!"

"You know how to eat! Why don't you go to the toy store!"

"It's all good, let's get started, teacher!"

Songyang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Then, now open the textbook..."

Curly looked at the cloudy weather outside, and then turned to look at the teacher's peaceful face, feeling that his heart palpitations just now were a bit inexplicable.The butt moved down, ready to sleep with eyes closed.

"Slap." A ball of paper slammed over and landed on the tatami in front of my feet.

Dead fish eyes floated over, it was a wig.

The guy made an [open] movement with a serious expression.

"..." Curly opened hesitantly, and saw the words written on it.

"The private school doesn't have a lot of funds. The teacher actually said that he would take everyone to the town to play. Don't you think it's a bit strange?"

Curly remained silent, picked up a pen and waved two strokes casually: "Maybe you won the lottery. By the way, is it okay if you don't listen well in class? Don't want to pass the exam?"

After looking at the wig, he threw it back: "How is it possible for the teacher to buy a lottery ticket? It's unimaginable! And do you have the right to say me? Who is the person who sends you the answer every time you take the exam!" Followed by a big #.

Curly hair falling pen: "Don't underestimate a man's ability to support his family. Men, as long as you want to do it, you can definitely do it...whether it's a sports lottery or a welfare lottery. So wigs, please continue to pass on my answer next time."

"Where is the causal relationship?! And why does the teacher have to buy a lottery ticket!" The wig turned around angrily and threw the ball of paper. Unexpectedly, the angle was too low to throw it over, and it hit the small middle score directly. head.

"Huh?" Xiao Zhongfen opened the ball of paper suspiciously, and stared blankly at the conversation on it.He thought for a while, and wrote with a pen: "It must be the reason why the teacher went to the festival to make a wish last time. It must be. And Mr. Xiaotaro, please pass me a copy for the next exam. ^_^"

Xiaozhong threw it at the wig after writing, but unfortunately he didn't.The ball of paper flew onto the table of the girl with the doll head.

The girl tilted her head and opened the ball of paper, and quickly covered her mouth with a "puchi".She suppressed a smile and picked up a pen, and wrote, "Little Taro-kun, please take care of my share." Another hot smiling face appeared from behind.

After finishing writing, pass it to the right to the girl with two braids.There was also a laugh, and then the sound of writing: "Xiao Taro-kun, I won't bother you, anyway, you sit next to me, and you can lend me the paper after you finish." Another smiling face followed closely.

The corner of the wig's mouth twitched after receiving the note.Shaking his pen, he wrote: "Who wants to copy it for you! Who stole my soba noodles last time? Who stole my homework book last time? Who took my homework book last time and copied it without changing the name." The bad thing was that the teacher asked me why there were two copies of my homework!" After writing, I couldn't help but draw a fiery villain sadly.

The wig turned around and threw it towards the small middle part, but it hit the purple hair unexpectedly.He stared over with a pair of green eyes, and the wig quickly lowered his head to look serious.

Zimao spread out the ball of paper and read it silently, considering whether to tear it up or tear it up.After thinking about it, I finally picked up a pen and wrote: "The one who grabbed your face is the hedgehog over there, the one who stole your homework is the dead fish eye, and the one who won't change the name is the little middle score who was made stupid by you. I'll throw it when I see it. Stupid."

The wig looked at the ball of paper thrown back for a few seconds, and suddenly wrote with a pen like a sudden explosion: "You bastard, you don't tell me if you know it! You already knew it and you are still watching! There are so-and-so and so-and-so and so-and-so and so-and-so you wait Come on! Wait for me! Cut off friendship! I want to break off friendship with you!!"

After writing, he threw the ball of paper casually as if venting his anger, no matter where it flew.

So, it was lively.

"What, what? Who is Kotaro-kun going to break up with?"

"Xiao Zhongfen, you are too stupid, you forgot to change your name?"

"I remember I changed it! Really I remember I changed it...it seems to change..."

"Student with a wig, please pass me the answer next time! Please!"

"Not a wig is Gui!"

"Yinshi, do you still have the homework you stole? Can you lend me a look?"

"Is it a math homework? If so, please lend it to me."

"Ah... Mathematics is really difficult... Has anyone understood it? The teacher just said it."

"I've been thinking about where to go to town later..."

"I've been thinking about that cherry blossom cake for a long time."

"*(%#&..."

"@￥!#@..."

Song Yang put his hands on his hips and looked at the little ghosts in front of him with a funny look. Did they think he couldn't see the little ball of paper flying around?

He exhales.The smile is a bit bitter.

Forget it, forget it.fair enough.

If you don't finish teaching, even after a long time, there will be an illusion that you will continue to learn tomorrow.In this case, will the reluctance and regret in my heart be reduced?

He gently closed the book, and smiled warmly at his student: "The weather is good. If there is no sun, you won't be afraid of getting sunburned, right?"

The little ghosts sat upright and looked at him, a little proud.

Songyang smiled knowingly, and didn't point it out: "Then let's go while there is no sun."

Wanted to teach everyone all about it before leaving.

I want to pave the back road before parting.

I want to fill everyone's wings before goodbye.

want to……

I want no parting.

Xixiang had approached him, and the leader of Yuting Fan had approached him, and they had almost the same things to say, and he could imagine their expressions even with his eyes closed.

"Not worth it." They all said so.

Nothing is worth it.That was the road he chose, and he had to pay some tolls anyway.

He understands.

So here he stands.Stand upright.The wind and rain do not move.

It's fine.Don't worry.

The teacher is here.