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Chapter 200



Chapter 200

"Then, Mr. Lin, first introduce yourself to the students ~"

"I'm classmate Lin."

“......”

The interview began. After the deformation of the radio, many people in class 7 didn't hear it for a while.

"Gee, why is brother Xian's voice so magnetic."

"I'm sick, illusion. I haven't changed much."

"Well, it's not as good as usual."

In every interview program of the radio station, foreplay will be some warm-up problems.

"It is said that Lin is now a legend in senior two."

"No, it's exaggerated."

"Although the popularity has declined rapidly, there are still many fans so far."

“......”

"To find out the reason, we have to start with a monthly examination in which Mr. Lin stood out a few months ago. Then, Mr. Lin, in just one summer vacation, from a learning residue counting back and forth to a learning bully crowded into the forefront of his age, do you have any unique secret books you can share with your classmates?"

"Uh... Uh..."

Mr. Lin pondered for a long time:

"Personal strength is not enough to create miracles. I have to thank my teachers and classmates who helped me."

It's like saying nothing. In the radio station, braided braids express dissatisfaction with Lin Xiaoxian's eyes.

"This... Classmate Lin is very modest... Is it convenient to say which teachers and classmates?"

Lin Xiaoxian's words are correct and round:

"All the teachers are very grateful. Of course, the most grateful is the head teacher of our class, Mr. Du Tianjun..."

There was a burst of laughter in class 7, and there was also Ma Weiwei who disdained to hiss.

Du Tianjun on the podium pretended to drink water calmly. In fact, he smiled and called for children to teach.

He suddenly got up with a cup and walked out of the classroom. He looked around the corridor.

Unfortunately, I didn't meet any teachers I knew

Then go to the office! The teachers there should also be able to hear the radio, right?

Du Tianjun walks to the office. Lin Xiaoxian licks him on the radio.

Anyway, it's not difficult. Du Tianjun is really a good teacher for casual things. He can raise his prestige and favor in the school and leaders. Why not?

Licking almost, Lin Xiaoxian's tone gradually softened:

"... then, if you like, first of all, I want to thank the monitor of our class..."

"Roar --"

The students of class 7 looked at each other and screamed. Gu Xiaoyan didn't speak and smiled sweetly.

"... then, the study committee member who helped me a lot..."

"Ho ho ho -"

It was another strange cry. Zhou Jia didn't speak, but didn't laugh. She curled silently. Only the fingertips rubbed around betrayed her heart.

"... of course, the full score of the Chinese test is inseparable from my deskmate and the strong support of the representatives of the Chinese class in our class!"

"Roar, roar -"

It's not too big to watch the excitement. Chen Ming even whistled.

As the "finale", many people's attention focused on Su Yuan.

Su Yuan didn't have the calmness of the monitor or the ability to learn from the expression management of the committee members. He shrunk his neck and directly hid in the high pile of books as an ostrich.

The station is over there, though the plait is still in lip language, Lin Xiaoxian make complaints about water, but he is constantly watching the time.

To put it bluntly, irrigation is actually no big deal. The first task is to gather enough time.

"Good! Then we can see from the example of Mr. Lin that the birth of each black horse is inseparable from the support of people around us. It is worth learning from each of us to improve ourselves through the unity and friendship of teachers and students! On the macro level, it also fully confirms the correctness of the sentence "the greatest strength of the people!"

Many people listen to the corners of their mouths.

The theme is sublimated?

Sting——

There was another harsh sound. On the radio, Lin Xiaoxian seemed to think of something and interrupted again:

"Well, in addition, I would like to add that I am equally grateful to the students just mentioned, in no order."

???

It's inexplicable and unnecessary to say a word, which makes everyone a little confused.

Only in the classroom of class 7, there were three faint cold hummings, which sounded almost at the same time

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In the twinkling of an eye is mid January. Near the end of the term, many people are restless.

At the end of the last semester of senior two, for most people, it just means welcoming the next winter vacation.

Even so, the final exam is also valued by the vast majority of people, because it is related to whether the next winter vacation is pleasant or not.

If the student group can have a good year, it basically depends on the score of the final exam.

Class 7, as the famous mathematics collapse class in the grade, Du Tianjun took the initiative to take out part of his weekly Chinese class and replace it with mathematics class at the end of the term.

This leads to five math classes on Wednesday all morning.

Math teacher Zhang also did his duty. As soon as the bell rang, every class appeared at the door of the classroom on time.

"What's going on? It stinks when you enter the classroom. Can't you smell it? "

Mr. Zhang raised his eyebrows upside down and lifted the little bee borrowed from the English teacher at his waist.

"Hello... Hello..."

After trying the volume, Mr. Zhang raised his hand:

"It stinks. Open the window and suffocate the dead. What do you want? Did your physics teacher teach you what is air convection? "

Clattering, a sound of opening windows, the cold wind poured in.

Lin Xiaoxian looked at the fourth group with worry. The study committee member can't blow the cold wind.

However, fortunately, Gu Xiaoyan's concern for her best friend is no worse than Lin Xiaoxian. He directly "abused his power" to make the windows of several students in front open to the maximum. In this way, he can not open it on his own side.

Lin Xiaoxian couldn't help but be stunned. This is a good way. Why didn't he think of it when he was at the same table with Zhou Jia?

"In this class, continue to talk about the exercise book and turn to page 122... Tut... Turn the book and turn the book. Where can you say?!"

The following is buzzing like a fly. Mr. Zhang patted the table and looked sternly at the last few rows. A group of people led by he Yuchao, the representative of mathematics class.

"Class representative! What are you talking about? "

“......”

He Yuchao dare not speak out. He is not afraid of being scolded when he speaks small words. What he is most afraid of is being scolded by the teacher pointing to the identity of the class representative.

He Yuchao couldn't hang up on the spot. After all, the thickness of his face can't be compared with the level of the four magic gods.

"There are more than fifty people in the class. How can you go on in class?"

"OK, I won't talk, you talk."

Mr. Zhang shut the little bee off and sat down on the podium without talking.

The whole class was silent immediately. Five minutes later, Mr. Zhang reopened:

"Tell me, why don't you tell me?"

"I don't think you can speak better than me?"

"The class representative laughed badly in the back. Do you think you have capital? Have you compared with the representatives of other classes? "

"If you don't want to go, you can go out at any time! You get a lot of marks in the exam, and my salary will be paid as usual! "

After a crackling call, Mr. Zhang put the little bee back and began to talk. There was no noise except the sound of answering questions.

Su Yuan flashed innocent eyes. He was so frightened by the atmosphere that he only dared to write on the draft book and communicate with his deskmate:

[teacher Zhang is so angry today]

Lin Xiaoxian replied to her:

[sure, we don't want to have five classes in the morning, and neither does he]

Su Yuan nodded clearly. I see. Lin Xiaoxian is still smart.

It is said that when Lin Xiaoxian marries her in the future, will she become smarter with her?


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