Chapter 4745 One Glance and Ten Lines

The head teacher was so angry that he wanted to beat him: "You also get out and stand!"

"Get out, get out."

Fu Chenxing was obviously used to it. He stood up lazily, walked out lazily, stood lazily outside the window, leaning his body, looking like a scoundrel.

Teacher Kong gave him a hard look.

As a teacher, he doesn't want his students to be well-behaved and get good grades.

However, these teenage children, especially boys, are in the rebellious stage, which really gives him a headache.

He is a male teacher and can be somewhat calm.

The young female teacher in Class 5 next door has been made angry and cried countless times.

Already a bit depressed.

I can't even beat him, I don't dare to scold him.

It’s really hard to be a teacher these days.

Kong Jiaming felt his brain was buzzing and hurting. He originally wanted to check the students' homework in the classroom, but he really didn't have the intention, so he asked the class representative to collect the math homework and take it back to the office to read it slowly.

"Morning reading class, you memorize Chinese and English."

Kong Jiaming went out listlessly.

The classroom suddenly became noisy.

Monitor Han Yu turned around and glared: "Can you boys in the back row be quiet? If you don't study, don't delay other students!"

She glanced at Zhao Yuanjing and saw that he was looking out the window quietly, seemingly distracted and not participating in the commotion, so she snorted and looked away.

The monitor's dignity is still there, not to mention the two most naughty ones have been kicked out.

Then the noise disappeared and was replaced by the sound of reading and reciting.

This actually made Zhao Yuanjing a little interested.

He was born as a prince and had been personally taught by a great scholar since he was a child. There were only a few princes and companions in the Wenhua Palace.

Dozens of students gathering together like this, chanting something, can generally only be seen in private schools.

Zhao Yuanjing has not participated.

It’s unavoidable to find it interesting to watch.

He poked the seat in front of him and looked at the very honest little girl: "Do you know when the classmates from No. 4 Middle School will come?"

The little girl looked at him and blushed instantly. She didn't even dare to look at him and muttered: "I don't know... maybe the last class in the morning. The last self-study class."

"Oh, thank you."

"No, you're welcome." The little girl quickly turned back and covered her face with the textbook, wondering if she could read the words.

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at the blackboard, where today's class schedule was written on the side.

The first section is Chinese, the second section is mathematics, the third section is physical education, and the fourth section is self-study.

There are also four classes in the afternoon and two classes in the evening.

Zhao Yuanjing thought to himself, modern students are also very hard-working.

In this small classroom, there are forty or fifty students, and the seats are crowded. Isn’t it uncomfortable to sit there all day long?

Zhao Yuanjing opened his backpack and took out Zhao Xiaojing's textbooks and notes.

There is also a stack of test papers.

It's blank, not a single question has been answered.

Zhao Yuanjing opened the Chinese language document, glanced at it a few times, and was quickly attracted by the content of the article.

He sees quickly.

Almost ten lines at a glance.

It is a Chinese textbook, not too thick, and half of it is filled with various notes, reflections, and homework questions.

After the morning reading class, he also finished reading an entire Chinese language book.

The meaning is still not finished.

He found the content really interesting.

The bell rang to end the morning reading class. Some students lay lazily on their seats to catch up on their sleep, while some little girls held hands and went to the bathroom.

Others ran out to play.