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He responded in the kitchen, and Zhang Ruowan's mouth curled up slightly, and she walked towards the teaching building.

The graduating class is on the seventh floor of the laboratory.

There is an empty classroom below, which will be very quiet and suitable for studying.

She walked up, and just as she arrived at the door of the classroom, the bell for class rang, and the students who were still chatting in the corridor walked in one after another.

Every desk was piled with stacks of books.

"Class teacher."

"Teacher, Xiaoli and Chen Wei are in love."

"Don't spread rumors, don't leave after class."

"Hahaha."

...

Children of this age are youthful and energetic, and are in the stage of being ignorant of love. The school is strict, and parents must be invited to fall in love.

This one is in love with that one, and that one is in love with someone in the next class.

Everyone guessed and made a lot of jokes.

"Study quietly." Zhang Ruowan didn't take it seriously. She walked to the podium and put the homework on it. "I won't hand out the composition books yet. The teacher hasn't finished correcting them yet. I'll hand them out in the second class."

"Don't hand them out, teacher."

"I don't want to rewrite them."

"I think I have to rewrite them again, teacher, please be merciful."

...

The bolder boys always want to make trouble. Zhang Ruowan has a good temper, so they will act cute.

"If you don't write well, rewrite it. You always copy a random composition. Do you know what your composition means?" Zhang Ruowan said helplessly.

"I don't understand." The boy's teacher replied.

"You can't even understand what you wrote." Zhang Ruowan didn't know what to say.

"Teacher, you understand it."

"Hahahaha"

"Wei Dong, you are really talented."

The class laughed again, "The teacher understands it. Didn't he ask you to prepare to rewrite it?"

"Everyone, be quiet." Zhang Ruowan said, "Don't disturb other students who are doing homework. Read quietly. The grade leader will come to inspect soon."

The class was quiet again.

Zhang Ruowan walked to the podium, opened the remaining homework books, and began to correct the essays seriously. She would read every essay carefully, and she would correct any incorrect grammar and write down her opinions.

Offstage.

Three or two people were whispering to each other, looking at Zhang Ruowan from time to time.

"This is the first time that the class teacher has not finished correcting the essays. In the past, when the essays were given, she would say who wrote well, how many points they could get on the test paper, and which sentence pattern was used well. Today, she has not finished correcting it."

"Didn't they say that her husband and her quarreled?"

"The class teacher must not be able to win the quarrel. She has never been angry with us. Last time, Wei Dong, that guy, also made her angry, but in the end, she was able to speak calmly. How could she have a temper?

"I read that men like to control women who have no temper the most, just like Baozi. If the family is not right, it will be miserable."

"Ah?" The female classmate who heard the gossip in front also turned around and said in surprise, "Is our class teacher miserable? "

As soon as she finished speaking, the people behind her hurriedly sat down and covered their heads with books, while her deskmate desperately pulled her school uniform from below.

"I want to listen a little more, they said that the class teacher...ah..." She was pinched by her deskmate and screamed, turning her head to see Zhang Ruowan on the podium looking at her.

Although she knew that the other party had no temper, she was so shy that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

It was just that Zhang Ruowan was too good and too fair, so she felt very guilty when she was caught by her.

This class teacher never embarrassed anyone in public, and said nothing. After a while, he lowered his head to correct her homework.

Then, the class was quiet.

As the get out of class was about to end, the grade leader walked back and forth twice, and then walked back to the teacher's office. Zhang Ruowan also corrected the homework when the get out of class was over, and then walked out of the classroom.

When he left, the classroom exploded.

"Really? The class teacher's husband and her are not in a good relationship? And she cried?"

"Is it very poor? That handsome and tall chemistry teacher? We often saw him in the first grade before. "

"I heard..."

"What did you hear? Do you have evidence? You just spread rumors like this." The monitor interrupted their conversation and frowned. "The teacher's office is next door. What if someone hears? What will the class teacher do? If it's not true, you will be responsible?"

Hearing this, they fell silent.

Everyone wants to know gossip. Although Zhang Ruowan is very strict with them and has a lot of homework, she still asks them to come early in the morning and go back late at night to work hard with them.

She is strict and dedicated at the same time. She only lets them do the questions of each test paper after she has done them herself. She knows how many people got this question wrong, how many people got this question right, who got it right, who got it wrong, who got it wrong last time, she cares about their grades very much and is very responsible.

Such a teacher makes it impossible for you to go against her. You can't go against her at all. You can't find fault with her.

Chapter 342 A Good Teacher Who Loves Family (4)

"Ring, ring, ring."

...

"Distribute the essays first. The one with the highest score this time is Xi Yang. The whole essay is very fluent, the theme is very clear, and there are classic sentence patterns. ”

“Open your composition books. Many students have made mistakes in the same place. Let’s talk about it briefly.”

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“This is the question for next week. Please take out your exercises and turn to page 97. We will add a knowledge point.”

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Zhang Ruowan stood on the stage. Her voice was gentle and soft. Usually no one talked and it was clear to hear. But today, I don’t know what happened. There was a lot of noise from the audience.

“Look at the second question.” She said, looked to the back, and said nothing.

The little guy who was talking quickly lay down again and put his textbook upright. The poor student who was secretly playing with his phone realized that the atmosphere was not right and quickly hid his phone.

The school does not allow students to bring mobile phones to school. When they return to school, they have to go through inspection, but there are always some geniuses with great powers who can use various means to avoid it.