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    "goodbye students!"

    "goodbye teacher!"

    ? At 5:10 p.m., as soon as the school bell rang for the 18th Middle School, Zhang Jiajia jumped out of the classroom more happily than the students in the room.  Because I'm going out on a date at night, I'm very happy just thinking about it.  Just as she left, Jiang Sen glanced at the list of students on duty in the corner of the blackboard. He stood up and walked to the blackboard. As soon as he picked up the eraser, there was a burst of shouting from under the stage.

    "Don't rub!"

    "Mazi! Wait a minute! I'll copy my homework!"

    But in just forty minutes, the "historical record of our school" was forgotten by this group of people, and the pockmark was still the same pockmark, not much changed.  Even if there were, it was only a very few people who felt that Jiang Sen was indeed very powerful in his heart.

    However, in the atmosphere of the whole class, no one would say it so bluntly.

    In addition, children with good academic performance like Hu Jiangzhi and Zhang Rongsheng have to spend a little time to digest the fact that Jiang Sen has completely surpassed them;  Weighed whether to continue the tense relationship with Jiang Sen.

    ——Although it is the natural right of school bullies to laugh at ugliness, it doesn't matter what the principal says.  But it's another matter to laugh at an ugly school bully or even a school god.  Because it is the natural instinct of the school and teachers to protect the masters and gods of learning.

    And the priority of this instinct is far stronger than the priority of the right of the school bully to bully the ugly.  What's more, Hu Haiwei and the others are not considered school bullies at all, at most they are a group of school bully imitators.

    Then other students besides these people are just eating melons.

    But then again, isn't this what the world has always been like?

    In addition to direct stakeholders, for other people, no matter how well you live, it has nothing to do with them, and how others live has nothing to do with you.  No matter how rich a rich person is, if you don't pay half a cent for you, why would you call him daddy?  In the same way, no matter how good your academic performance is, he won't take care of you in the college entrance examination, so is he good or not, and has anything to do with you?  So don't look at the room full of people as if they all fail to pass the collective intelligence, but in fact, all these children are smart!

    The test results came out, and Ma Zi is certainly good.  But when the gust of wind passed, there were still pockmarks on Mazi's face, it was nothing more than a perfect score in the test, was it preventing them from continuing to call him Mazi?  Obviously not.  Even more fluently.

    Who made you get full marks, don't call you pockmarked, who is pockmarked?

    Like a bright mirror in his heart, Jiang Sen stood quietly by the podium without saying a word, silently waiting for the group of scumbags below to finish copying the little homework assigned by Zhang Jiajia on the blackboard.  After waiting for five or six minutes, until the people in the classroom finished walking one after another, Zhu Chuchu started to turn the chair over the table, and then he started to wipe away the dense blackboard writing on the blackboard.

    But he still erased very slowly, rubbing back and forth repeatedly around the two lines of homework on the blackboard that could be memorized with his brainstem, until the last student in the classroom who was not on duty walked out of the classroom with a schoolbag on his back, and then took it again.  He wiped a damp cloth and wiped the blackboard clean before being allowed to leave the classroom by Zhu Chuchu, the dedicated sanitation committee member.

    From beginning to end, it was delayed for at least ten minutes.

    The setting sun shines at night, falling on the north corridor of the No. 1 Teaching Building of No. 18 Middle School.  When Jiang Sen walked out of the classroom, there were not many people in the whole building.  Even in the teacher's office, there are only a few head teachers left, who are still thinking about selling fans.

    ? Went into the bathroom and washed his hands, and walked out of the teaching building after a while. The playground outside was full of noise.  The basketball court in the playground after school was crowded with students who refused to leave, and there were at least three or five teams waiting under each basketball hoop.

    The school's regulation that it is not allowed to bring basketballs into the school without permission has long been bruised by the enthusiasm of young people for sports, and this is probably the biggest advantage of a school like Eighteenth Middle School that can do nothing.

    ——Because the Eighteenth Middle School gave students freedom in the true sense.

    Love to learn but not to learn, love to play but not to play.

    All rights, in the final analysis, are in the hands of the students themselves, and the school is only responsible for providing the most basic resources.

    Sometimes Johnson occasionally thinks, maybe this is the best way to run a school.  Compared with the state of some schools twenty years later, as long as they can't learn to die, they will learn from the dead, and the relaxation of the Eighteenth Middle School may be a more advanced state.

    ?Learning first, taking into account others, self-consciousness first, and school as a supplement.

    The only shortcoming is that the level of the teacher is indeed a bit worse

    &nbspnbsp; If it shrinks, won't it become Hu Haizhi?

    Why can't you give it a go, in case Nima wins?

    There is no profit at all!

    I can't even figure this out, I deserve to be the leader of the "Boys in the Back Row"

    Jiang Sen secretly slandered, and walked directly towards the cafeteria window indifferently.

    Luo Beikong followed after two steps, and continued to arrange Xiaowei with Jiang Sen: "Is that from your class just now?"

    Jiang Sen nodded: "Yeah."

    Luo Beikong said: "It's more attractive than useful, Hu Qi is still very powerful."

    Jiang Sen smiled and said, "Hu Qi is a good classmate."

    While talking, the two happened to pass by the table of Hu Qi, Shao Min and Zhang Rongsheng. Hu Qi suddenly grabbed Jiang Sen's hand and asked excitedly, "Jiang Sen! You got 100 points in the chemistry test?"

    There are not many people in the cafeteria during dinner time, all of them are boarding students and teachers.  Hearing Hu Qi's voice, the big guys and the aunts in the cafeteria all looked towards Jiang Sen.

    Jiang Sen smiled slightly, and calmly replied loudly with a louder voice: "Calm down! I should do everything!"

    Hearing such stinking words, there was a chuckle in the cafeteria.

    Luo Beikong then yelled: "Fuck! Mazi, have you been this good lately? I thought you were just average!"

    There was a lot of movement here, startled and startled, and in the distance from the cafeteria, another teacher immediately yelled: "Luo Beikong! You still have the face to say that you missed two more classes today!"

    Just at this moment, Wen Xuanbin walked into the door of the cafeteria.

    Hearing this angry roar, he was immediately frightened and stood still, not daring to move.

    Then he was in a daze for a few seconds, then lowered his head, turned weakly and walked out.

    I'm too guilty to eat

    ————

    Kneeling for a recommendation ticket.
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