With Lin Er's suspicious eyes, Director Xu said calmly again: "The students in our school have a good style and especially love learning."

At the same time, a teacher in the office who was correcting homework called the student and asked: "Zhou Ming, why didn't you write your math homework?"

The boy scratched his head: "Teacher, I was so fascinated by playing games yesterday that I forgot."

Liner: “…”

Well, I love studying.

Director Xu also said: "Our school teachers are careful and considerate and are particularly responsible to students."

Teacher Zhao: "Hey, Teacher Xiao Zhang, what's the name of the boy who is sitting in the last row of your class who is quite tall in the last row?"

The young male teacher raised his head and pushed his glasses blankly: "Ah? Is there such a person in our class?"

Liner: “…”

Well, I am particularly responsible for students.

In just two minutes, the second-year high school office vividly interpreted what it means to say that the teacher would tear down the stage every time the director said.

After praising the school, the teacher and the students, Director Xu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to restore the image of No. 9 Middle School in Zhaocai Shu, but was interrupted by Lao Chen: "Old Xu, come back and talk, I will take the new classmates to the classroom first."

"Oh oh okay, then you can go and do it first."

Director Xu waved his hand unsatisfiedly, turned around and said to Lin Erwen: "Student, I will talk to you in detail about our school when I have time another day."

“…”

Lin Erxin said, don’t say it anymore, isn’t this a slap in the face?

No. 9 Middle School has achieved results in science. Among the sixteen classes in the second grade of high school, science classes account for more than half, and the remaining six classes have half the liberal arts classes and art classes.

With the universal knocking brick of Haida High School, Lin Er’s academic record file was transferred on the first day after he was transferred, he was packaged with a name assigned by the school leader and stuffed it into the key experimental class.

The key classes are all on the first floor of the teaching building, and are very close to the level office.

It is the time for morning self-study. Lin Er could hear the sound of hoarse reading from various classrooms through the closed doors and windows in the corridor.

I don’t know which class I am from, but I recited the song “The Road to Shu” with passion: “Ah, it’s so dangerous! The Road to Shu is so difficult than climbing to the blue sky!”

The boy's voice and emotions are full of emotions, his tone is ups and downs, and his emotions are abundant and fulfilling. He was excited and couldn't help but stroking the table and sighed: "The road to Shu is difficult than that of the blue sky, so that people can hear this withering their red face!"

“…”

What a good seedling of a speech contest.

Class 1, high school, front door.

The architecture of No. 9 Middle School is a typical Republic of China style, integrating the characteristics of Chinese and Western styles. The teaching building is like a mansion in the old Shanghai Concession area, and even the class door signs are all embossed bronze relief wooden signs.

Old Chen pushed open the classroom door and stood on the podium with his hands behind his back. He touched the blackboard from somewhere and knocked it twice on the podium.

The sound of reading in the classroom stopped quickly.

Old Chen looked around, then cleared his throat and said, "Disturbate the students for two minutes first. I have something to say. Today, a new classmate is transferred to our class."

As he said that, he waved to the door: "Class Liner, come in-"
Chapter completed!