It's okay, don't flirt!

When the whole school was talking about who is the schoolboy, and they walked into the classroom of the experimental class with a folder in their hands, the girls were so shocked that their eyeballs almost dropped, they whispered to each other and talked a lot.

Yan Yan took out the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard, and then scanned for a week. He didn’t know the enrollment rules of the experimental class, but in this school, children from rich families and students with excellent grades can enroll through normal enrollment. , so the children who took the risk to enter the experimental class were actually at a disadvantage from the very beginning, no matter what level it was.

He threw down the chalk, leaned on the podium, and tilted his head, "My name is rigorous, and you can call me whatever you want. I think everyone has heard of me."

The girls nodded fiercely with their eyes shining.

Yan Jing continued: "The shining pearl in the history of National Normal University is known as the second-generation legend, but in fact, after self-enrollment, the first generation has no right to be called a legend. It is said that the first generation just learned well." He raised the corner of his mouth, " Teacher, besides learning well, I can be called a decathlon, and there will be successors in the next generation, but I am unprecedented, hahaha."

Knowing that when Yan visited the door of the experimental class, he caught up with Yan Jing and began to chatter. He stood quietly at the base of the wall and listened. Yan Jing finally finished boasting himself, and stopped the laughter of being beaten. Knowing that Yan thought he was back to normal, he prepared After leaving, I don't think his tone was more serious, but his words were even worse.

"Students! IQ is an insurmountable gap. I have never worked hard in my studies. I am born to learn, so it doesn't matter if I work hard to be useful."

Knowing that Yan's face was darkened, he walked out from under the wall, "Mr. Yan, come out for a while."

The headmaster's cold voice was heard suddenly, and Yan Jing shrugged his shoulders in fright, and ran out.

"Mr. Yan, do you know what you are doing?"

"Teach the students." Isn't this the first class of the term the teacher's speech?

"Teach students with such words? Come to my office after class."

Knowing that Yan's eyes made the rigorous heart tremble, and he didn't steal your girlfriend, why do you look at me like an enemy?

Watching Principal Ming leave, he stepped onto the podium rigorously, and continued to sow highly toxic pesticides on the flowers of the motherland.

"As the name suggests, the experimental class is for experiments. Is there any difference between you and the normal students? Of course, they have either their parents are awesome, or they are awesome, and even their parents are awesome and they are awesome. Your parents may think that you You have entered heaven, but here is hell. Starting today, every day is a trial. If you can’t find your own strengths, you will always end up in confusion and be shrouded in the power of others. , fell into the dust."

The people in a classroom were silent, and the girls who were still licking their faces at the beginning also lowered their heads silently, and grinned rigorously, "Are you scared? Don't you look at who your class teacher is? I dare to say that you are half bright The teacher is still fine. Life, how much energy can be saved by keeping up with an awesome teacher."

The hearts of the students went up and down for a while, crying for a while, laughing for a while, and they were about to be driven crazy by the class guide.Finally the class was over, Yan Jing patted his butt and left, leaving the experimental class with a sigh of relief.

He came out of the teaching building, walked along the gravel road, and walked to the administrative building.Standing in front of the principal's office, Yan Jing cleared his throat and knocked on the door, but no one answered.He pushed open the door and looked in, but there was no one there, and when he was about to retract his head, he knew that Yan had already walked behind him, "Teacher Yan, have you not adapted to the role of a teacher yet?"

He reached out from behind Yan Jing and pushed open the door, putting Yan Jing into the office.

How come there is an illusion of being driven into a pigpen like a pig?Standing rigorously at the desk, waiting for the principal to speak.

Sure enough, he didn't have the consciousness to become a teacher, so he pointed to a chair beside him and asked him to sit down, "I know that Mr. Yan just graduated and has no teaching experience, but as a student of the Department of Education, these theoretical knowledge should be very solid."

Strictly crossing Erlang's legs, he nodded and agreed with the headmaster's words extremely doggedly.

Knowing that he couldn't reflect on the words, he pointed it out, "Your remarks today should not be something explained by a high school teacher."

"Am I wrong?"

Ming Zhiyan saw that he was very serious, and said: "This is not a question of right or wrong. The task of students is to learn, and they don't need to think too much about reality."

Fudge until graduation and then let go?The discussions between the two have risen to differences in ideas.With a serious expression on his face, he lowered his trembling legs, "Life doesn't start with graduation, it already begins at the moment of birth. My students are already at a disadvantage. I won't let them not understand why they live until they graduate."

This person was always trying to break the rules, and Ming Zhiyan finally understood Dean He Jili's four-year anxiety, "A teacher's duty is to teach, don't talk about irrelevant things."

"The duty of a teacher is to teach and educate people." Knowing that he was speechless, he continued rigorously: "As educators, what we teach students should not be the rules of society, but how to face society. , the building of courage and self-confidence, Principal Ming did not do well on this point."

Ming Zhiyan did not understand what he meant.

Said rigorously: "There is nothing wrong with homosexuality." This road is difficult, but as long as their hearts are strong enough, it is not impossible for them to live the life they want.

Ming Zhiyan stood up, walked up to Yan Jing, leaned over and asked, "Is Teacher Yan gay?"

"No."

"When students are faced with scolding and all kinds of injustice, can you help them by saying nothing wrong?" Ming Zhiyan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him closely.

Leaning forward rigorously, without fear, he met his eyes, "So we have to teach them the reality and face it. The right to choose life is their own, and teachers have no right to act on their behalf."

Ming Zhiyan stared blankly at the person in front of him, arrogant and firm, as if the whole world obeyed him.

He straightened up, and said disdainfully, "It's none of your business to put it bluntly, is Teacher Yan going to save the world with his words?"

Rigorous and irritable, what the hell, such a despondent planted in such a vibrant campus, this is a disaster for a whole garden of flowers!

"I'm going to pick up a man right now. I will set an example and teach myself!"

Principal Ming ignored him as if he was a milk dog, went back to his desk, sat down, and buried himself in the documents.

After the rigorous yelling, no one responded, and I was even more unhappy. How could Aoaolang's second-generation legend be ignored as air.He leaned over the table and dawdled, "Principal Ming, why don't I pick you up? Hand in hand to dedicate ourselves to education?"

Ming Zhiyan raised his head and gave him a rare smile, "Teacher Yan."

"Ok?"

"Stand at the door for punishment, one class time."

Principal Ming stared at him with a serious look on his face, Yan Jing had no choice but to move out of the office and stand against the wall.

The principal's business is very busy. Within 45 minutes, there are people coming and going in and out of the office, and he does not forget to care about new colleagues.

"Mr. Yan, what are you doing?"

Rigorous for a while, he raised his head at 45 degrees and pretended to bask in the sun.

"Hehe, it's okay, wait for the principal to go to the bathroom together."

The person who heard it trembled twice in horror, and walked away in a detour.

Standing rigorously with trembling legs, fighting spirit ignited in my heart, I have to uproot you and plant it in the mud for you!

Teacher Yan didn't wait for Principal Ming to go to the bathroom together, but instead waited for the principal to come to eat.Yan Jing turned around, smiled like a flower, and followed Ming Zhiyan, "Go to eat? Let's go together."

Knowingly ignoring the existence of rigor, neither agreeing nor refusing, just pretending not to hear.Rigorous like campus mobile broadcasting, 3D surround, talking endlessly to Mingzhi, "What do you like to eat? Noodles? Rice? Do you eat rice with sugar? Or soup?..."

The students hadn't finished school yet, and there was no one in the cafeteria. The freshly cooked rice was steaming, and the aroma filled the whole room.Mingzhiyan walked towards the window of rice, ordered the dishes and prepared to swipe his card, and stretched out his hand rigorously to block it, exuding the aura of nouveau riche, "Hey, I'll treat you to this meal."

He asked his aunt to order the same dish for himself again, wanting to taste the taste of the principal, then he took out his pocket and didn't touch the card?Rigorously put his hands in his pockets and turned back and forth, but it was useless to tear the pockets.He smiled awkwardly, "Principal, please invite me."

Mingzhiyan ignored his stupid image and put the card on it.

The aunt asked, "Swipe two?"

Ming Zhiyan nodded.

Cannibal with a soft mouth, rigorous and willing to become a dog's leg, and handing chopsticks and paper to the principal.

"Principal, come, eat more meat." He picked up the braised pork on the plate and stuffed it for Ming Zhiyan, piled it up like a hill, and didn't keep a piece for himself.

"I have." Mingzhiyan wanted to pinch him back.

Strictly guarding the plate, dog legs are not stupid enough to pay tribute for everything, he chuckled, "I don't eat fat."

Ming Zhiyan began to shield the strictness again and eat his own food.

Does this person have intermittent seizures?Strict and hot face sticks to cold butt, but the post is also very happy, and you have to say something after two bites.

"Hey, don't go."

Principal Ming didn't say a word, he finished his meal in a short time, blew the horn and left.Strictly pouted, no one listened to what he said, so he could only bury his head in his meal obediently.While eating, there was a burst of aroma in front of him. When he looked up, he clearly picked up two big buns and put them on the table, "Shrimp."

Feeling the care of the organization, Yan Jing grinned his white teeth, and was about to say a few words of praise, "Hey, don't go." Why is this person so cold, he won't listen to compliments?But this steamed stuffed bun is really delicious, he grabbed the steamed stuffed bun and chewed it after eating the rice.

Today is He Jili's [-]th birthday, even though he is an evil disciple of He Lao, he has to show his filial piety even though he is strict, so he went to the restaurant excitedly with a gift after work.

There were not a few people who attended the birthday party, all of Mr. He's previous precious disciples were present, and the seniors met each other with tears in their eyes. The seniors greeted the back of their heads one by one, "You will enter a prestigious school after graduation, have you considered the feelings of the seniors? "

Rigorously rubbing his head, "Have you studied the theory of education in graduate school, have you considered the future of the flowers of the motherland?"

Not surprisingly, the back of the head was greeted again.

"How do you feel about a prestigious school? I heard that the principal of Guangming also graduated from the National Normal University."

"That's no wonder, I know that holding on to theory, the pedantry is similar to that of He Lao."

He Jili celebrated his birthday happily, and he was very pleased to see his lovers, but when he heard the evil behind his back, he grabbed the orange and wanted to throw it away.

Yan Jing hadn't been hit by the orange, but he heard a familiar voice from behind, "Mr. Yan, what did you say?"

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