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    "Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang~~~"

    It seems that the "March of Athletes", which I haven't heard for a long time, rang in my ears again.  A new week has started, and there are still two days left in February. No matter how much the scumbags yell in their hearts that they will not make an appointment, the next semester of this year's school will still come without an appointment.

    At 7:30 in the morning, from one end of the school to the other, on the small playground and the open space between buildings, more than 2,000 students in the whole school stood neatly.  But on the rostrum, this time the table was filled with no fanfare.

    After all, it is not easy to carry it up, and it is troublesome to move it down.

    Zheng Haiyun, Zeng Youcai, the vice principal of the school, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, and the old aunt of the school youth league committee simply stood in the audience.  Zheng Haiyun presided over the morning meeting as a routine, and the microphone was first handed over to Cheng Zhanpeng, who then gave the opening speech for the new semester.

    Cheng Zhanpeng's state today is a little bit refined, he looks serious and joyful, the first half pulls his face to remind the boys in the third and third grades, Nima's last semester, if you don't work hard, you will die, after emphasizing  Then he changed the subject and said how excellent our school had achieved in the last semester. For example, student Jiang Sen won the big red flower from Qujiang Provincial Department, student Jiang Sen won the big red flower from the Municipal Law Committee, and student Jiang Sen was awarded by Qujiang  By-election by the Education Department of Jiangxi Province as the province's outstanding three-good student in 2005, and won the candidate for the second national top ten middle school students.

    Then, amidst crackling applause, Jiang Sen went up to the stage to get his little red flower.  Then the certificate was taken away by Comrade Xiao Wang from the Political and Education Office before it was warmed up, saying that it was going to be sealed in the school's showroom.

    Jiang Sen asked him very puzzled, our school actually has such a high-end showroom?

    Classmate Xiao Wang replied that after this semester was over, the renovation would start during the summer vacation, and he asked Jiang Sen to honestly hand over all his sports medals, and the school would help him keep them properly.

    Jiang Sen thought it was good, anyway, putting it in the dormitory would not have the effect of pretending.

    It's better to take it out and pretend openly, confidently, and confidently.

    After Pengpeng finished speaking, the old aunt of the school's youth league committee announced with a smile that the school's various cultural performances will also be held this semester.  Last semester was the sports festival, this semester is the art festival, and it will take turns.

    But this has nothing to do with Jiang Sen.

    After all, high school is not a university, so it is not necessary to find people everywhere to sponsor sponsors every time there is a broken theatrical performance, begging for five stars.

    The cultural performance of the Eighteenth Middle School, presumably, is just the school's assessment task.

    It doesn't matter if it looks good or not, no one will read it anyway.  The point is, you have to do it once.

    As for how to implement the tasks, the art class of Class 2 and 7 of their senior high school must be the main force

    After the morning meeting was over, at around 8:20, more than 2,000 people from the whole school came roaring back to the building like horses racing on the prairie.

    The first class of Jiang Sen's class next semester is chemistry. The girls in the class have not yet calmed down from the excitement about their brightest moment in high school.  The ghost screamed.

    "Wow~!"

    "Wow what! Have a good class!" Zheng Rongrong pretended to be fierce, but she couldn't hide her smile at all, and said happily with brows and eyes, "This is the last time in your life that you can still get in touch with chemistry class."  It's term time.

    The exam time for this semester has been set, on May 20th and May 21st.  Adding up all the calculations, the total is less than three months"

    "Ah" The scumbag girls immediately let out the sound of dying.

    Zheng Rongrong said: "Okay, stop it, what are you pretending to do? I will take you in one class. Some students in our class were my students in the first year of high school. Compared with other classes in the second year of high school, we  The grades of the class are actually quite good, I have confidence in the level of our class! You also have to have confidence in yourself! Also, I will leave the teaching position after leading you this year"

    "Ah" There was another wailing sound in the classroom.

    Chen Chaoying asked: "Teacher, are you going home to be a full-time mother?"

    "No, how can there be such a good thing." Zheng Rongrong smiled, "I have been admitted to another unit, but before I go to work, I have to take a maternity leave of about half a year. When you are on summer vacation, I  Almost unloading."

    "What month is the teacher now?"

    "More than four months."

    "It's just over four months old? Twins?"

    "Rongrong! Tell me! Who did it!"

    "Once, I will never dare to do it again in the future.

    Besides, an honest person like Shao Min suffered a loss once today, and his brain didn't realize it, but if Ji Xianxi dares to do it again, Shao Min can knock out his brains, do you believe it?  "

    "It seems to be too" Xiong Bo thought for a while, nodded slightly, and asked again, "Then who wins this time?"

    "Of course Ji Xianxi wins." Jiang Sen said, "This kind of person just takes advantage and runs away. He can only win but not lose in his life. If he wins, he will leave. This is his instinct. Every time he fights, he takes a risk by picking a soft persimmon.  If he loses once, he will never get up."

    Hearing Jiang Sen's words so firmly, Xiong Bo couldn't help showing admiration, and sighed: "Jiang's bamboo mat is so good, he can even read faces."

    Jiang Sen smiled and shook his head: "It's not about looking at the physiognomy, feudal superstition is not a thing."

    "what is that?"

    "It's a curse."

    "Well still awesome!"

    "It's awesome." Jiang Sen showed a confident expression, "Ninety-nine out of ten people who have been cursed by me cannot escape the curse. Do you know why?"

    Xiong Bo shook his head.

    Jiang Sen said slowly: "Because I only curse the bad guys, because I know that the bad guys will never get rewarded. It's like buying futures. If I'm short on him, I'll short him. But was he shorted by me alone?  Of course not. He is the one who is shorting him. If his market is not good, then the price will inevitably fall. I just put another light feather on him. The one who will crush him in the future must be the evil  The way of humanity that cannot overcome righteousness is the way of heaven where good and evil are rewarded."

    As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of cheap laughter in the corridor outside.

    "Hahahaha! There was an idiot in the second year of high school who urinated and stepped on the air, and fell into the pit! Hahahahaha!"

    Xiong Bo and Jiang Sen looked at each other.

    After a while, Ji Xianxi walked in with dirty trouser legs and a smell of urine.

    The girls in the back row of the classroom were all screaming in fright.

    With a dark face, Ji Xianxi took out his schoolbag, turned around and ran out of the classroom, probably going home to change clothes.

    Xiong Bo couldn't help but clapped his hands lightly: "Jiang Zhu Xifa said as he said, I admire"

    "Hmm" Jiang Sen nodded lightly.

    I thought to myself that Ji Xianxi, this idiot, probably has a guilty conscience after doing something bad, and his feet are fluttering and slippery.

    So people, if they have no ability to do evil, they really die quickly.

    Even if it's just for your life, you have to work hard to be a good person

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