Chapter 9 Class Teacher's Lessons

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The head teacher of Class 18, their math teacher, is an old teacher in his fifties named Yang Daoshen.

There are not a few white hairs left on the top of the head, revealing a large bald scalp.

The wrinkles on his face are criss-crossed, like gullies and ravines on the plateau.

Inside a pair of old rimless glasses, the eyes are always narrowed and look listless.

His method of lecturing is as old and old as his people, the same as it was decades ago.

A student who listens carefully to his class will inevitably fall asleep in his class.

And he also realized that he was going to retire in a few years anyway, so he didn't have much passion.

For some students' small movements, they often pretend not to see them.

For example, the comic book of Qin Long's yellow hair and chubby Zhou Hao...

And Ye Hong, who was sleeping soundly.

He just glanced at Ye Hong and took out the lesson plan and textbook as if nothing had happened.

The old and peaceful voice sounded slowly: "Everyone, open the 12th page of the textbook, what we are learning today is functions..."

The class was quiet, except for the sound of Yang Daoshen's chalk across the blackboard and the occasional sound of flipping books.

Suddenly, halfway through the class, an untimely voice came to mind in the classroom.

"Report!"

Yang Dao turned around in confusion, frowned and asked, "Qin Long, what's the matter?"

The person who suddenly stood up with his hand raised was Qin Long.

The corner of Qin Long's mouth evoked an evil smile, pointed to Ye Hong in the last row, and said loudly: "Mr. Yang, I reported Ye Hong that he sleeps every day, which affects my study!"

Hearing this, the people next to him couldn't help snickering.

Qin Long has nothing to do all day, and only knows the playboy who picks up girls. When did he dare to say so confidently that others affected his studies?

Besides, it's none of his business when he sleeps?

But no one spoke to persuade him, because they all heard the strong smell of gunpowder in Qin Long's mouth.

This Qin Long is obviously targeting Ye Hong. Otherwise, why would he name Ye Hong if he sleeps so much in class?

Except for Zhang Xuewei, everyone showed their eyes watching a good show.

Yang Dao frowned deeply and said, "Zhang Xuewei, call you at the same table."

Zhang Xuewei looked anxious, and gently pushed Ye Hong's body: "Ahong, wake up."

But Ye Hong didn't respond. At this time, he was immersed in the beautiful dream of the future.

"Teacher, look! This kid doesn't take you seriously at all!" Qin Long suddenly looked angry, "He not only affected me, but also affected Xue Wei's study!"

"Huh?" Zhang Xuewei raised her head slightly when she heard her name being called, "No, it won't..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Qin Long: "Teacher, I suggest moving Xue Wei away from Ye Hong!"

This sentence immediately revealed Qin Long's intentions, and a few joking whistles sounded in the class.

Before that, Qin Long and Zhang Xuewei were privately made up by some people who had nothing to do when they were full and became the "Golden Boy and Girl" in Class 18.

Now that I see Qin Long behave like this, I can't help but understand.

"It seems that Qin Long and Zhang Xuewei are more compatible."

"Nonsense, if Ye Hong was as handsome as Qin Long, I would have confessed to him long ago!"

Yang Daoshen's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and he coughed heavily to stop the noise in the classroom.

Then he came to Ye Hong's table and patted the table hard.

Qin Long, who was on the side, couldn't help showing the expression that the trick was successful.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The loud slap made Ye Hong tremble, and slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw that he was the head teacher in front of him, he rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter, teacher, are you asking me to do the question?"