Everything that passes through is false

Chapter 297
The original owner was only 21 years old, just out of college, about the same age as her students.

It is said that during his teaching career of a little more than a year, the original owner mostly came to the office in the morning, then went to bed, and left on time when it was time to get off work.

Don't be late, don't leave early.

Just don't care.

Where did this Chen Shijun go? His head was consecrated?

They want to ask, but it's not good to ask like this.

In the afternoon, there is a self-study class.

When Liang Bei walked into the classroom, there was a sudden silence in the classroom, and more than 40 pairs of eyes looked at her together.

"This is a self-study class. Other classes have already finished running for the class committee. Our class is slower, so let's use this class."

More than a little slower.

Liang Bei picked up the chalk and wrote the names of the off-duty cadres one by one on the blackboard.

"So, who comes first?" Liang Bei threw away the chalk, put his hands on the podium, and scanned the students in the audience.

When the classmates looked at me and I looked at you, they didn't want to be in the limelight.

"Since I don't want to, then I can only dig for talents?"

The students nodded.

"Then, Si Nian will be the squad leader, Zhao Peiyi and Lu Kaian will be the sports ministers, Ye Luhua will be the study ministers, and Wu Liao will be the labor minister..."

Just as Liang Bei arranged them one by one, "Report!"

Hang Mingxu stood at the door carrying tables and chairs.

"Ms. Chen, can I come in?" As he spoke, he took out the class transfer notice, opened it, and shook it in front of him.

Liang Bei glanced at the notice, it's ok, the principal stamped it, and the backstage is strong enough.

"Come in, sit in the back row first." Liang Bei nodded.

Hang Mingxu quickly moved the table and chairs to the back row, then threw away the schoolbag and left.

"Come back." Liang Bei said.

Hang Mingxu stopped, turned around, and looked at her fixedly.

"Since Class [-] is here, it's Class [-] people. It's class time now. Go back to your seats."

"Oh." Hang Mingxu strode back to his seat again.

"The last self-study class tomorrow afternoon, pack your things and adjust your position."

"it is good."

"Study next, Hang Mingxu, come to my office." Liang Bei raised the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Hang Mingxu and said.

Hang Mingxu returned her a half-smile smile, then got up.
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In the office, because it was the last class, the teachers had left.

Liang Bei casually pulled the math teacher's chair, and sat on the seat himself, "Sit down."

Hang Mingxu sat down obediently and looked at Liang Bei quietly.

"Student Hang Mingxu, aren't you a student in class one? Why do you want to come to class five?" Liang Bei picked up his phone, only to find that the principal had sent her a text message.

[Ms. Chen, Hang Mingxu from your class, take care of me. 】

This looks like a child of a big man.

"Because of you." Hang Mingxu said with a smile.

"Be serious." Liang Bei glanced at him casually.

"A good teacher is actually because I think class five is more promising than class one." Hang Mingxu said.

"how you said that?"

"Because you are the teacher in class five." Hang Mingxu still smiled.

"..." Forget it, I can't ask.

She only knew that this was definitely not the reason, just because of the playful look he looked at her.

Liang Bei waved his hand and took out the roster for him to fill out.

After Hang Mingxu wrote down his information in a fluttering manner, he smiled and said, "Teacher, may I know where you live?"

　Think beautifully.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)