To Travel by the Edge of a Creek.

The first and second grades of senior high school have started, and the third grade of senior high school is considered to be on the right track. All subjects are being reviewed in an orderly manner, and there are only a lot of papers.

The teachers of each subject are handing out the test papers of the subject, asking when to finish writing and when to hand in.

A truckload of white paper was brought in every so often from the teaching building of the third year of high school, all of which were waiting to be sent to the printing room to be printed with various contents.

"Hey, come again." The student saw the little car with a look of lovelessness

"Send out this set of papers, and follow me to the office to get two sets of papers after class." Teacher Dong came in and threw Liang Jia a set of math papers that she had corrected.

"Yeah..." Liang Jia took the paper and distributed it in groups

"Everyone bring the questions that need to be discussed to the class representative. I will find a time to put together the last few sets of papers." The math teacher stepped onto the podium and said, "In addition, two sets of papers will be issued today, and they will be handed in the day after tomorrow."

"Ah, two sets? Kill us!" The following wailed.

"Why do you make a question like killing you? In previous years, the students were chasing after the teacher's ass to ask questions. Do they all still have papers? My papers are not enough. Why are the students this year like this?" The math teacher showed heartache that one class is not as good as one class.

"Who is the former classmate? Let's invite him to fight with us."

"Winning or losing doesn't matter, I'll do all the papers for him," the student said below.

"You said the same thing last year, right?" Several students whispered.

"There is no question for the college entrance examination, stop howling, and go to class." Teacher Dong knocked on the blackboard and the class immediately fell silent.

Where did the time go, hey, it's all left to mathematics and physics

It doesn't matter whether you do other homework or not. Anyway, if you don't do physics and mathematics homework, you will die.

If you dare not to write physics homework, the head teacher will dare to yell at you to doubt your life. If you disagree, you will go home for a week and reflect on yourself; if you dare not to write math homework, the math teacher will dare to criticize in class and after class Talk until you promise to finish your homework on time, hey, two big guys who can't be provoked and can't be avoided

In this way, the students consciously put the mathematics and physics homework first, and the teachers of other subjects are very dissatisfied with this. Why, you score in mathematics and physics, but don't we score in English and English?Ahhh!

One day, the chemistry teacher can find an opportunity to let out a sigh of relief.

"Report" Cao Jingjing knocked on the office door with a dozen papers.

"Come in," the chemistry teacher said.

"Teacher, this is the collected physics homework." Cao Jingjing said and put the paper on the desk next to the chemistry teacher.

"When was this homework assigned?" The chemistry teacher pretended to ask casually.

"It was assigned after class yesterday, and it was handed in pretty quickly," Li Yangfei said with a little pride, waiting for the chemistry teacher to praise the students in his class.

"Ms. Li, the students in your class are quite snobbish. The class teacher's homework will be handed in immediately, and our teachers will not be able to hand in the homework after two days. They are doing Chinese and mathematics, and chemistry and physics, which is too bullying. Alright?" The chemistry teacher heheed twice.

"Yes, Mr. Li, I assigned homework to class [-] the day before yesterday and said that I will teach it today, but when I was in class, more than half of the students in the class didn't write it. How do you tell us how to teach this?" The biology teacher also echoed road.

"The English homework I left was all fooling around. Hey, Class [-] is too impetuous. Now these classes seem to be about the same and the gap will come out in two months." The English teacher also sighed.

"Why is this? This matter is indeed the dereliction of duty of my class teacher. I criticized them when I entered the class today." Li Yangfei felt ashamed when he heard the complaints from several teachers, so he hurriedly found a way for himself to step down.

The teachers collectively complained that Cao Jingjing heard a lot. As soon as she got back to class, she quickly vaccinated the students and warned them not to mess with the old class today, so the students all avoided Li Yangfei for fear of being caught by him. Live as a punching bag.

On the same day, Li Yangfei entered the class with a dark face and said in an urgent tone: "Qiao Haojie, collect all the chemistry papers and send them to the office now, and whoever doesn't hand them in will get out of here."

The chemistry class representative noticed something was wrong and immediately asked the students to find the papers to hand in. The students rummaged through the papers and passed them on to each other, and the class was filled with the sound of paper for a while.

"It can take you a week to hand in your homework. Are you learning it for the teacher? Huh?" Seeing the chaotic scene in the class, Li Yangfei slapped the desk and shouted sharply.

The students were frightened by the old class's slap and stopped for a few seconds, and quickly passed the message to calm down. After collecting it, Qiao Junjie hurried to the office to hand it in.

After the old class vented in the class, the homework in other subjects was promoted smoothly to the same level as the physics and mathematics homework. The students complained, "Write, write, hand in, when will you be tall?"

Teachers leave so much homework, in fact, sometimes they don't care about it themselves, so they bother their class representatives.

I have to say that the representatives of the classes chosen by Li Yangfei are very good, and it is sometimes easier for people to understand the lectures given by the teachers instead of the teachers.

But the children in the third year of high school are almost at the age of disobedience. They always feel that what others say is not as good as what they understand. They would rather think about their own brains below than listen to the shortcuts of their peers above. They seek self-comfort in jealousy , Demanding the perfection of the lecturer, after a short pause, he booed, "Look, but that's it!" "What are you talking about, why not what I think?"

Among so many lecturers, Liang Jia is the one who is more convinced. Firstly, his lectures are clear and easy to understand. He can quickly answer the questions thrown by others with reason and evidence. The credibility is overwhelming; the second is that he has no airs to make jokes, and he is patient and easy to talk; the third is that he can talk about all subjects by himself, of course, this is more powerful.

One day, all the subject teachers went out to study in H city. Before leaving, the teachers of each subject gave their own class representative tasks, asking them to find someone to talk about the topics they want to talk about, so that the review progress will not be affected.

In math class, Liang Jia explained the questions on the paper for the teacher. Most of the students listened carefully and took notes. A few students pretended to be clever and asked some stupid and difficult to explain questions to make him unable to get off the stage. .

Yan Ran's face turned dark when he heard some words from the troublemakers, and he really wanted to send those stupid things back to the furnace for rebuilding.

Fortunately, Liang Jia grasped the essence of the problem and would not be devolved into it. He quoted scriptures and even brought out philosophy to analyze them theoretically, and one class ended like this.

Yan Ran was relieved when he heard the bell rang for the end of get out of class. He wanted to confront those people a few times, but his deskmate was so good that he solved the problem before he couldn't help it.

Liang Jia wiped the blackboard and returned to his seat, Yan Ran handed him a wet wipe to wipe his hands.

"Thank you, my deskmate," Liang Jia said with a smile.

"Actually, they are trying to raise the bar on purpose, you can completely ignore them." Yan Ran felt aggrieved for his tablemate.

After Yan Ran finished speaking, he turned his head and became more and more angry as he thought about it. He bit the lollipop into pieces viciously, and instead asked Liang Jia to comfort him, "Hey, it's okay, don't get angry, don't get angry"

These things are normal for Liang Jia, and he will not get angry or hold grudges.

However, it was the first time for Liang Jia to see such an obvious emotional expression at the same table. He was a little surprised, and then thought that he was worried about himself, and he was moved a little bit. This move made him want to scold Shang Ning, "Shang Ning Why didn't that bastard come to comfort my tired body and mind?" (Shang Ning:??? Confused)

Other subject lecturers failed to save the day.

In the English class, when He Yu, the representative of the English class, was speaking about reading comprehension, someone asked a question. What the classmate said seemed to make sense, but there was something wrong. He Yu stood on the podium and thought for a few minutes and said: For no reason, he looked distressed, and the scene was embarrassing for a while.

The students who originally understood the question were also let in at this time, and a small group of small groups discussed how to understand this question and how to understand it, and the class was in chaos.

"Will you be able to tell it?" some students said impatiently after watching the lecture for a long time without giving a convincing answer.

"Oh, the level is not good"

"Substitution Substitution"

Yan Ran heard the confusion in the class, and cursed in a low voice, "Giant baby, selfish ghost"

Who are you? Is it natural for others to waste their time telling you things when they have feelings?Don't you understand the minimum respect?

Seeing the girl standing on the stage helpless, Liang Jia put down the pen in his hand, took a quick look at the question, stood up to help He Yu and said, "Let me explain this question."

"Okay, then let Liang Jia explain this question." He Yu blushed and quickly ran back to his seat.

"Ouch..." The students yelled when they saw the behavior of the hero who saved the beauty on behalf of the math class, and they automatically imagined the relationship between the two.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, sister, what did I miss?" The person who didn't know heard the booing in the class and asked the person next to him.

"It's Liang Jia who gave He Yu the topic, oh my God, they are a good match" the female classmate excitedly pulled her little friend to gossip and screamed.

Yan Ran has no interest in this kind of thing, just a little curious, are girls born with magnifying glasses?

The man was writing something on the blackboard unaffected. Yan Ran looked at his back until he turned around before turning his eyes away.

"Look at the difference between these two sentences?" After finishing writing, Liang Jia tapped the blackboard with chalk and motioned the students to take a look.

"Quiet and quiet" Shang Ning yelled twice before the students stopped gossiping and started thinking about the topic.

He Yu's red face slowly faded back to its original color. Looking at the two similar sentences on the blackboard, she suddenly understood that this knowledge point is relatively biased, but the teacher did say it before, the first in the grade is worthy of the first in the grade.

"Does anyone see any difference?" Liang Jia asked after waiting for a while.

The heads of the students are shaking like rattles, they haven’t learned it before, they won’t (with confidence)

(The teacher has something to say: If you can’t do it, it’s because the teacher hasn’t said it. I’ve said this kind of question at least three times. I still have the blackboard stamp I wrote last time. I feel dizzy...)

So Liang Jia analyzed the difference between the two, and then brought this relatively biased knowledge point into the ambiguous question and explained it for a while. After making sure that the students understood, let He Yu talk about the rest .

Yan Ran sat under the stage and looked at him on the stage. The man was standing on the podium, writing and talking, confident and calm.

This is what a teenager should look like when he is seventeen or eighteen years old, reckless, passionate, and youthful.

As for him, he just deviated from the track, and was pulled into the No.18 layer of hell without paying attention. The darkness, filth and fear are like boiling a frog in warm water. It assimilates him little by little, makes him get used to it, makes him numb, and makes him lose his judgment .

Perhaps after seeing the light and beauty, one realizes that that is what life should be like, and desperately pursues the light, wishing the darkness will never be reborn.

When you meet a good person, your whole world will become brighter, how lucky you are to meet.

Yan Ran recovered and smiled.

"Understand each other, don't make a fuss." After Liang Jia finished speaking, he changed his usual laughing tone.

At the end of the day, anyone in the class who encountered inconsistent answers called Liang Jia, and Liang Jia nursed the whole class alone.

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