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Chapter 16 One Star a Week

Liao Xuebing sorted out the desktop and saw a piece of paper printed on the middle wall opposite the office with more than 700 disciplines listed under the boss's paper. He couldn't help but feel cold and worried. "No smoking and drinking in school." "No nonsense that is irrelevant to this lesson in class." "Male teachers must wear suits, and female teachers must wear skirts." Looking at his shirt with grungy stains and wine stains, he thought to himself: "Please let it go, there is still a long time to pay the salary."

Soon after the bell rang, and many teachers came in from the office one after another. Song Yuhao was really enthusiastic and introduced them to him one by one, but how could Liao Xuebing remember it? He only knew that he nodded with a smile. Everyone was either regretful or relieved when he heard his class: "It's so dangerous, I'm really afraid that the principal's old pervert would transfer me to the class teacher." "Dead class? Good luck!"

Liao Xuebing understood that he had received a hot potato, and there was loneliness in his heart. Their words aroused his competitive spirit: "If I don't teach this class well, I will cut off my head and feed the dog!" No one knew that he had made a secret oath, and said that the new young man was humble and polite, so he stopped talking and walked back to his seat to look at the teaching notes.

Jiang Feng, a third-grade teacher who also teaches Chinese, opened the conversation with him: "Xiao Liao, come and have a cigarette, what? Don't smoke? Your attitude towards life is rigorous enough!"

"No..." Liao Xuebing smiled bitterly, "Aren't you allowed to smoke in school?"

"What are you afraid of in the office? It's not in the classroom, no one said. Let's have one, what kind of college did you graduate?" Jiang Feng forced a Marlboro cigarette box into his hand.

Liao Xuebing held it in for a long time and finally took a breath of happiness: "I am a graduate of the Chinese Department of Haida University, where are you, brother?"

Haida University is the abbreviation of Zhonghai University and can be regarded as one of the top ten prestigious universities in the country. Jiang Feng's eyes immediately changed: "Haida? It's not bad, at least it's much better than me. Xiao Liao, you have to do it well and don't let down Haida's reputation."

Liao Xuebing laughed inwardly: "Damn it, I graduated from East Asia University in Zhonghai City, and it is also called Haida University." Although the name of East Asia University is scary, it is at least several levels worse than Haida University, so he was naturally ashamed to say it.

The two chatted for a while and soon became familiar with each other. Liao Xuebing was a bragging expert. When he was in high spirits, he could always speak a lot and compile a campus story of Haida with a simplicity. That kind of student life in his youth would always resonate with others.

"At that time, the people in our entire dormitory were very poor and spent all their money on beauties. At the end of the month, there would be no rice in the pot. A group of people were hungry. It just so happened that a teacher had planted some loofahs and rapeseed in the experimental field. We took advantage of the moonlight and picked all the vegetables. Back in the dormitory, we gathered money to buy oil, salt and seasonings. While cooking vegetables, we asked people to cook a few kilograms of white wine outside the school. Think about it, we had been hungry for several days, and the rapeseed became more and more fragrant. We couldn't help but drool and looked at the classmate who was cooking. At this moment, someone pushed the door and was the teacher who grew vegetables. We didn't expect that he was on duty today and patrolling the dormitory!"

When Jiang Feng heard the climax part, he actually said, "What should you do?"

Liao Xuebing smiled and said, "It's a coincidence that the classmate who went out to make a drink happened to come back. He didn't know where he got his skills. He dragged the teacher and said, "Oh, teacher, you have worked hard to teach us and have never repaid you much. Why not today all members of our dormitory are here to invite you to have two drinks. We invited them together, but the teacher couldn't help but drink with us until late at night. He also said that the dish was fried well, so he left drunk. Before leaving, he asked us to call him next time when we drink. The next day, the teacher watched his vegetable field be ruined and furious."

Jiang Feng laughed: "You are so awesome!"

He occasionally added: "I was so ignorant at that time!" When talking about how he chased girls with his classmates and how he went to steal carp in the school fish pond in the middle of the night, it was as ups and downs as a storyteller, which made people feel enchanting. Jiang Feng listened with relish and couldn't bear to interrupt him.

Jiang Feng wore a pair of high-level glasses that were as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle. He was a bit old-fashioned by nature. In the past, he always worked harder and had little contact with his classmates. Although he had the idea of ​​having fun with his classmates, he could never get into their circle. He spent the best four years of his life in college life in a monotonous and dull manner, which has always been a pity. When he heard Liao Xuebing’s nonsense, he was also a normal person, as if the boy who was stealing vegetables under the moon was himself.

Several other teachers pricked their ears and eavesdropped on them. When they heard him telling the story about what he had done back then, they couldn't help but smile. However, this situation fell into the eyes of several mature and persistent teachers and felt that he was a little frivolous. If he was in the classroom, it would inevitably mislead his children.

Ten minutes of the class passed quickly, and the bell rang, but Jiang Feng was still unsatisfied: "Xiao Liao, let's have a good chat after school. I recognize a bar open during the day. I have no classes in the afternoon, hehe..."

Liao Xuebing's eyes rolled and said, "Teacher Jiang, I don't have enough experience. How about you thinking about listening to a class in your class?"

The relationship between the two is getting warmer, so Jiang Feng is naturally not easy to refuse, "Then go with me, Class 1, Senior 3, haha, I'm afraid you will be laughed at if you don't teach well."

The people in the office gradually disbanded, and only Song Yuhao was still browsing gossip news. Liao Xuebing put his textbook and pen in his hand and called out, "Teacher Song, do you want to go to the class together?"

"Are you talking nonsense? It's like a mountain, I'm a physics teacher! Why don't you come and listen to my class?" Song Yuhao shouted.

The two walked through the empty playground. At around 10 o'clock in the morning, the sun was already rising. The heat waves came from the air-conditioned room. After walking a few steps, they were covered in sticky sweat. A boy stood alone in the center of the playground, with his head hanging down, sweat wet his clothes, and his two small legs trembled slightly under the scorching sun.

Liao Xuebing was very surprised: "Teacher Jiang, is that child coming here to sunbathe if he doesn't go to class. Is it an activity arranged by the school? He is not mentally ill?"

Jiang Feng was not surprised and said, "Didn't you see a sign tied behind him?"

After a closer look, it was a wooden sign two-size-fitting and powerful words written on it: "One star every week."

"The school has a weekly performance score. According to the number of violations of discipline, the person in charge is the director Qiu Daqi, the student with the least score this week will be put on a sign and stand in the playground for public display, which will play a strong shocking role in police force, and see if they dare to make trouble next time! Especially this student has been awarded the "one star per week" for three consecutive sessions, and I am really ignorant of myself. If I serve in the fifth consecutive session, I will be dropped from school by the school."

"No, no..." Liao Xuebing said in his heart: "I thought I had encountered the shooting scene of "The Stroke in School". It seems that the movie gave the school a lot of inspiration. I wonder if they would give the perverted question "What is the name of Qin Shihuang's 75th concubine?" in the history exam."

The boy saw the two teachers pointing at him, smiled contemptuously, and slowly lowered his eyes and started to doze.

"Let's go, what's so good about it? The punishment for such students is too light and boring."

The vicious sunshine will not only cause sunburn if it is sunburned for a long time, but also cause heat stroke in severe cases. But the boy doesn't care at all.

"Did Director Qiu say that he made any mistake?"

"It seems that Lao Qiu's tires have been exhausted. It's no big deal, I deserve it."

Qiu Daqi has many enemies...

By the side of the student, Liao Xuebing said, "Classmate, I hope you will continue to be elected as one star every week next week." It would be better to dismantle Qiu Daqi's car. The student glared at him, and his eyes were filled with fierce light and then disappeared.

Walking to the floor where the third grade is located upstairs. Liao Xuebing went to the teaching building for the first time, and couldn't help but look around. From time to time, the teacher of a certain class came to the passionate speech. The corridor was neat and wide, and two boys stood dejectedly outside the door of one of the classrooms.

"This should be because he was punished to stand for something bad in class, right?" Liao Xuebing was very curious. He obviously didn't encounter such an interesting thing when he was in high school.

"Yes, they are pretty light and haven't met Director Qiu."

"What new tricks can Director Qiu have?"

"It's nothing, maybe it's just a bucket above your head, let's have a golden rooster stand alone. Come to class 1, there is an empty seat behind you. If you enter through the back door, I won't introduce you to the students." Jiang Feng opened the door and walked in. The originally noisy and messy classroom was silent, and the needles could be heard.

Liao Xuebing entered through the back door and saw that the ground was covered with shreds of paper. A boy standing on the table climbed down embarrassedly. Two girls were in a wrestling position. Some people squeezed acne in front of the mirror. Some people lie on the table and sleep. Six beards were drawn on the face with thick strokes. A very strong fat man kept eating with a pancake.

Jiang Feng turned a blind eye to all this, put the teaching notes on the podium, and said, "Come to class."
Chapter completed!
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