The Three Years When I Was Forced To Wear Women’s Clothing On Campus

As a high IQ student with extremely meticulous thinking and logic, Lin Jianlu still has a good set of methods for organizing things.

He sorted out all of Yan Han's books. The textbooks were textbooks and the exercise books were exercise books. Then he put them aside neatly, and then began to organize his papers.

As a school with a high enrollment rate and high academic pressure, Luze High School will continue to distribute various papers to students every day from the beginning of high school. The monthly printing fee has to be paid to the school for hundreds of dollars, which shows that the school How stressful.

However, these papers have a higher gold content than the general exercise books sold on the market. Yan Han also pays attention to them. Because there are too many to do, so he didn't organize them at all, and stacked them on the table one by one. Do it one by one, just find out which one you need, which is quite convenient.

But if the papers I have talked about will only be piled up if they are not sorted for a long time, Lin Jianlu picks out all the papers with red marks on them. They are divided into six categories according to the subject category, and they are also given as a gift. Yan Han sandwiched these unused papers in two large folders.

Yan Han was watching when he was doing this. He had to say that when he saw Lin Jianlu flipping to the test paper under him, and seeing that the paper was full of red and red marks of correction, his old face was still very difficult. Avoid the red one.

Two weeks ago, his level was not the same, and the error rate of the questions he did was extremely high.

The teacher in the class will not personally correct the papers for the students, but will only start to talk after checking the completion of the homework, so only Yan Han himself knows his level before this.

right now…

What makes people more relaxed is that, except for Lin Jianlu's slightly raised eyebrows at first, he didn't make any relevant opinions about his error rate.

The workload is indeed a bit big, and it is obvious that all the time between classes cannot be sorted out.

When the class bell rang, Yan Han and Lin Jianlu temporarily changed their seats, but he didn't dare to move things because Lin Jianlu said that he would continue to organize them at noon.

Yan Han was very embarrassed. He asked Lin Jianlu in a low voice, "Will it be embarrassing for you to sit with me?"

After all, people have a habit of cleanliness, although he does not know what specific taboos are there, but it seems that the table at the same table is too messy, obviously one of them.

Yan Han said: "If you can't stand it, you can tell the teacher, don't worry about me..."

"No." Lin Jianlu interrupted him, "It's not because it's too messy and can't stand it, but a tidy desktop helps to increase your enthusiasm for learning, and good tidying habits will also make you more efficient and get twice the result with half the effort."

"This is true." Yan Han scratched his head. When he was a hairdresser, he used to tidy up the workbench so that he could get his work done smoothly.

But his organizing ability is obviously limited to the workbench. He really doesn't have the energy to organise it every day to deal with these papers. What's more, he is already used to this way. I guess he will find something after cleaning up. It is troublesome to think about the stage that is not found.

"It's okay." Lin Jianlu said, "Just tell me what you are looking for, and I will help you find it."

Yan Han: "..."

Since others have said so, then he has nothing to do with it.

Anyway, when he was studying, he couldn't actually notice these, so he could do whatever he wanted.

The two of them had just finished whispering, and the head teacher walked into the class again with the textbook.

That’s right, this is the real English class today. The second period was a temporary change between her and another teacher, but I don’t know when it will come back.

As soon as the head teacher came in, he asked, "That Yan Han, can you sit in the last row?"

"Ah, it's good." Yan Han said.

"Then Lin sees the deer, can you sit there?"

"Well, it's good for me to sit here," Lin Jianlu said.

"Then you two study hard. I just watched it outside and both were in class. Why are you two still talking?" She said this with a smile, and her tone seemed to be a joke, but it was obvious that there was something in the words.

Yan Han: "..."

Okay, they were wrong in class.

"You are all good children with good grades, and you have to study hard. There is no need for the teacher to talk about this kind of thing..." After the head teacher said, this time, he didn't say anything else, but took out the textbooks and went to class.

Yan Han turned his head to look at Lin Jianlu, the two looked at each other, their eyes soon separated again, and they started to do their own thing.

Yan Han continued to memorize the text. He memorized it very carefully, completely blocking the voice beside him. When he could almost memorize the text, he suddenly heard that Lin Jianlu, who was at his desk, was named this time. .

"Lin see the deer!"

"Yes." Lin Jianlu slowly raised his head.

The head teacher walked off the stage again, approached their table, and said as he walked: "What are you doing underneath? Put your hands under the table, so how do you take notes?"

As soon as she said hand, Wen Juerong hurriedly stuffed the Rubik's Cube into the table and put his hand on the table.

As for Yan Han, he’s been a good student this time. He took the miniature textbook that he bought back with great difficulty and memorized it. The normal large textbook still turned to the lesson taught by the teacher today. As for the small textbook, he was If you see it, it will only be regarded as a small dictionary, and will not be said.

So now Lin Jianlu gave him self-seeking eyes on the left and right sides, and his eyes were full of compassion.

The head teacher had already reached their desk at this time, and seeing that the only book spread out on Lin Jianlu’s desk was really clean, without a word, his brows couldn't help but frowned: "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. The teacher knows that you are good in liberal arts, but I don’t care how you learned in class before. When you come to my class, you have to follow the teacher’s method. The teacher is not harming you. What can you do with some notes?"

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Yan Han's book and said: "Look at your table, how many notes people have taken, and you know how to preview in advance. I have brought so many students, and the one who has the deepest feeling is the cleverness. Students can’t compare to hardworking students. Look at Yan Han. Although she came from Class 17, people have proven that even if she’s in Class 17, she has the ability to enter Class 14..."

Yan Han: …looked at his textbook speechlessly. He took a lot of notes. The teacher didn't realize that the content he wrote on it had nothing to do with the grammar she taught.

He was also suddenly upset. He was upset that he always looked down on Class Seventeen, and felt that Lin Jianlu was a bit pitiful, and he didn't want her to compare him with Lin Jianlu.

To be honest, someone who can score a perfect score in English for the placement test really doesn't think there is any need to listen to the lecture specifically, so I can sit here quietly without disturbing others, so that's it.

This teacher is really picky.

Yan Han himself used to be the kind of person who was often on the big white list. It was already commonplace to be criticized by the teacher, and he didn't think there was anything.

But maybe Lin Jianlu was almost tacitly acquiesced by him to learn God in learning. He was criticized for learning God?

...He felt embarrassed.

Yan Han was not the only one who felt embarrassed, and the other classmates were also scared to silence. They couldn't help but quietly look at the movement here, and at the same time felt that their head teacher was really a bit too broad-minded.

Maybe it's a reorganized class, and I want to knock the mountain out on the first day.

Can it hit Lin Jianlu directly on the head? Anyhow, people are also first-class university bullies!

The university tyrant did not compromise easily.

Lin Jianlu said: "I don't think this way of learning grammar is suitable for me, and I don't have the habit of taking notes, sorry teacher."

The teacher in charge didn't seem to expect that a good student like him would be so stubborn...not to save face.

The wall between the liberal arts and sciences is still very thick. The teachers are not in the same office. Her various rumors about Lin Jianlu are only occasionally heard. Even when Lin Jianlu is assigned to her class, she does. I was only notified this morning.

She originally thought that Xueba would be as obedient as she thought. At this moment, she had no idea that a good student would openly "confront" her. The head teacher immediately stared, "What do you want to do without taking notes during class? During class Isn’t it used to learn from the teacher? Otherwise, what do you want to do?

The head teacher was still angry.

When she gets more angry, she smiles with her expression. At this moment, she smiled weirdly and said: "You want to come to my class, no problem, that's OK, no matter what your basic science is, the teacher will be happy. Accept you. But do you have to obey the teacher's arrangement?"

Lin Jianlu simply stood up from his seat.

He is tall, a head taller than the one-meter-seven teacher, and thin, and his upright and loose standing posture makes him even taller.

At the moment he has no expression on his face and his attitude is considered calm. He just said: "You are serious, I just don't like taking notes. You are not at ease about my science grades. I understand very well, but I miss you in English. There should be nothing to worry about, right?"

Seeing that the deer finished speaking, Lin looked at the head teacher with his eyes level.

The teacher in charge didn't think that this was unreasonable. She used to point out which students were not humha and promised not to commit the crime again next time. Even if she did it, she would find a notebook to take notes.

She didn't expect this Lin Jianlu to be so shameless.

However, she also knows what the other party's grades are. At this time, even if she takes the knowledge points to test him, she can't trouble him.

After repeated weighing, she finally said: "You don't need to follow the teacher in class. At least memorize the vocabulary when you have this time. I think you just fell asleep with your head down..."

Lin Jianlu smiled at her, obviously not wanting to continue this topic.

But the head teacher obviously didn't know that enough was enough.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of class in Class 14. It is basically necessary to study in this class, and no one wants to offend the head teacher.

She has been the head teacher of Class 14 for a long time, and has always maintained this style. At this moment, she still refuses to give up. "Or if you say you are good at English, you can't study it, but even if you study other subjects? I just turned to learn theories, are physics and chemistry students good at it? Why don't you have to sleep in class?..."

Yan Han next to him: "..."

This is really hitting a snake and sticking a stick. Why was it okay just now, and right now, I just framed people for going to sleep in class?

Yan Han didn't know what Lin Jianlu thought, but he couldn't stand it anyway.

There was not much time left before the end of get out of class. He wanted to consolidate all the texts he had memorized before eating at noon. As a result, he ran into a teacher who was chattering standing next to their table and foaming at the mouth...

It is really unbearable.

The eldest brother had to bear with him when he was not allowed to learn by himself before, but if the teacher keeps such a mess, his learning efficiency will be seriously affected.

Besides, Lin Jianlu stayed in this posture every class, but didn't sleep.

Yan Han couldn't bear it anymore, raising his hand and saying, "Teacher, he didn't sleep in class."

He wants to study hard, but that doesn't mean that he is the kind of honest student who is afraid of teachers and will let others bully his brother.

"What did you say?" The English teacher was stunned for a moment. Obviously he didn't expect that some students would stand up and challenge their majesty at this time!

The head teacher's face immediately became cold, "Yan Han! You stand up for me too! I don't care about your previous rules in Class 17, but you are not allowed to disrespect the teacher in my class!"

Yan Han is even more reluctant to hear this: "I didn't disrespect you, but you might not see it clearly on the podium, so I want to tell you that he is not asleep..."

"You two, come out for me! Go to my office!"