It turned out that the English teacher was angry not because of Lin Ling’s hair, but because of the leader who came to No. 7 Middle School to listen to the open class.

That's a bit like treating Lin Ling as a punching bag.

The teacher's punching bag, Lin Xiaoxian, as the leader of the fantasy god, once played this role almost every day.

But this year's senior high school teacher is not a devil.

When you vent your anger, you will not whip the soul or trample on your dignity even if you curse.

The same is true for English teachers.

She was angry and was waiting under the steps.

A teacher has given one, but it seems not enough.

The English teacher took a step back and started looking for Du Tianjun again: "Teacher Du, what do you think? I think the students should be blacked out anyway."

"I...I don't think anything..."

Lin Ling is not from Class 7, and today's open class is not his, it's all his business.

Just so happened, Du Tianjun glanced at Lin Xiaoxian next to the water dispenser:

"Lin Xiaoxian, you are a student. What do you think from the perspective of a student?"

“???”

Lin Xiaoxian has more cups and more water.

It took two or three minutes to handle it.

After receiving it, a bunch of bottles were placed on the bucket and there was no time to hug it. Du Tianjun suddenly kicked the ball on him.

"Teacher Du, I actually didn't..."

"Don't say you have no idea. If you write so well, your thoughts will definitely be active."

Bah! When I was talking in class, didn’t I say that I was “active in my mind”?

You have the final say in the positive and negative sense, is it a neutral word?

Lin Ling also looked up from there, and then he found that Lin Xiaoxian was in the office.

Lin Xiaoxian thought about it and replied: "I think there is nothing wrong with her like this."

Du Tianjun watched the show: "What do you say?"

"I am the parents who are pregnant with my body and hair. It's right for Lin Ling to dye her hair. I've seen Director Meng in the corridor. She lost all her hair and was unfilial. He deserves to be scolded."

"Hahaha."

English teachers love to listen to this.

However, Lin Xiaoxian secretly apologized to programmers and designers across the country.

Unintentional words, everyone...

Open classes are an important plus point for teachers to evaluate professional titles.

Today, Director Meng, who is the No. 7 Middle School, is picking the bones in the eggs. The English teacher believes that as Lin Xiaoxian said, he deserves to be scolded.

After hearing Lin Xiaoxian's words, he became interested in Teacher Wang at the desk:

"Lin Xiaoxian, but you said that she was almost alone in the school with a yellow hair. If it had a bad impact on other students..."

"If you can't get out of the mud, you can say it's someone else's influence. This book is a waste of time, isn't it funny?"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

This time it was Du Tianjun's turn to laugh.

Judging from the students I taught, I can not only memorize "The Untamed" but also memorize "The Love Lotus Talk".

It's me.

Faced with a young man like Teacher Wang, Lin Xiaoxian's words are not so solemn.

Wang Xinran didn't mind, and continued:

"But people need to be in a group..."

"No matter how unsociable a person is, one day he will find someone who is as unsociable as himself. If he is not insociable together, isn't this also a kind of sociable group?"

“…”

Teacher Wang suspected that Lin Xiaoxian was a doll.

But I was also confused by the condom, and it felt very reasonable.

"Okay, okay, you're awesome. You're ringing the bell, go to class soon."

"Okay." Lin Xiaoxian picked up the cup.

"You go back, Lin Ling, too."

"good."

The teacher is very concerned about face. By now, it is obvious that the scolding of Lin Ling just now is unnecessary.

But I won’t say anything extra, everyone knows it, that’s all.

The English teacher may not talk about Lin Ling's hair again in the future.

As for whether her class teacher Thanos can do it, that's another matter.

Lin Xiaoxian was thankful that he didn't see [Character-x]. He didn't want to look at Lin Ling in front of him and ran away.

Unexpectedly, when I passed by Lin Ling, the panel still popped up.

【Thank you, Charm 15】

Wow!

What's the meaning?

A black hole turns into a white hole?

Floor drains have blown?

The kind that dares to love and hate?

It's hard to say.

Don't understand.

Don't care.

Lin Ling went back without saying a word. Lin Xiaoxian shook her head and entered the classroom.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Li Chi cursing.

"A bunch of little beasts! Three minutes of enthusiasm! Are you teasing me?"

Lin Xiaoxian didn't need to ask too much, and he knew that the business of biology books must have been ruined.

As expected, Chen Ming still remembered Li Chi's grudges, and while drinking water, he mocked Li Chi:

"That stupid bag, I used to cheat a few books for a price difference of 40 yuan, so I have to start the price."

"As soon as I came this morning, several posts from the post bar sank, no one mentioned them."

"What protein queen can you take a look at it? You really think of it as a rare thing?"

Lin Xiaoxian was too lazy to talk about Chen Ming. This guy is also a fence-skinned man. That day, he was on the same rope as Li Chi, but he turned into Zhuge Liang afterwards.

"So how many copies did he sell?"

"Not a single one!"

"No way?"

"So good!"

Chen Ming revealed the secret now:

"Didn't Li Chi hear that someone in Class 8 sold 60 yuan for a book?"

"yes."

"Hey, in fact, the whole school sold that one in total! I found it today and returned the money!"

Lin Xiaoxian could imagine that scene.

A first-year high school student first showed off in class with an old version of biology books he bought at a high price.

A few minutes later, the book was circulated and discussed in various ways.

After a few classes, the students gradually lost interest.

A day later, the video on Bilibili fell from the hot search list.

Two days later, the class group and post bar could no longer see the relevant information.

Three days later, the 60-yuan book was ignored and began to be ridiculed.
To be continued...