Chapter 3618

Teacher Mu knows that the foundation of the students in class 5 of senior three may not be very good. After all, they haven't had a few classes in the whole grade of senior three, so mu Qingying is not in a hurry. She tells them directly from the course of senior one.

Mu Qingying lectures very carefully and patiently. She will give each question clearly to these students.

In addition, these students are paying attention to her, and the effect is not bad after a class, and the math class will be over soon.

Next is English class. Guan Hong comes to the top floor of the teaching building, which is the floor where the classroom of class 5 in senior three is located.

Standing here looking at the fifth class of senior three in the deep corridor, Guan Hong even stopped and said nothing to go further.

Zhou Zhong followed Guan Hong. Seeing him standing there for a long time, he asked, "Mr. Guan, why don't you go? Class is coming soon. "

Guan Hong began to play the retreat drum, "Mr. Xing, or forget it."

Zhou immediately frowned, "this has been agreed, how can we calculate? Mr. Guan, don't you want Tang Qiyu's autograph

Guan Hong's expression is very struggling, of course, he wants to take a picture, but the fifth class of senior high school is a devil's class. Before that, their head teacher's end was extremely miserable. Who dares to teach them?

Before I promised Zhou Zhong, I didn't know what evil I had. Compared with the autographed photos, it seems that fate is more important.

Zhou Zhong saw that Guan Hong was still hesitating, so he continued to encourage: "Mr. Guan, I can not only get a photo of Tang Qiyu, but also the socks, scarf, gloves and even the clothes she wears."

Guan Hong listens to Zhou Zhong throwing out all kinds of tempting objects. He can't help but swallow his mouth. He's in a fierce ideological struggle.

At this time, Mu Qingying came out of class 5 of senior three and passed by two people. Seeing two people standing here motionless, they cast a puzzled look.

Zhou Zhonghe Mu Qingying said hello, and then continued to Guan Hong: "teacher Guan, you see, teacher Mu gave a math lesson to class 5 of senior three, isn't it good?"

Mu Qingying also nodded and answered truthfully: "the students in class 5 of senior three are good. Although they are naughty, I am very satisfied with this class as a whole." With that, Mu Qingying walked away.

Mr. Mu's reputation in school is always very good. He never lies and is upright. Even Mu Qingying says so. Guan Hong is a bit moved.

In addition, he threw sugar coated cannonballs on one side in the middle of the week. He almost said that he could get Tang Qiyu's underwear.

Guan Hong gritted his teeth and said, "well, what are the big men afraid of? Mu teacher a woman dares to go to high school class 5 lectures, my seven foot man has what dare not? "

With that, Guan Hong strode to the classroom of class 5 in senior three.

At this moment, Zhou Zhong suddenly thought of a sentence written in an ancient poem, "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return.".

Guan Hong comes to the door of the classroom of class 5 in senior three, carefully pushes the door and goes in. The students in the class are fighting at this time.

Guan Hong stood on the platform, his face embarrassed, can't help but say: "students are quiet, class."

But no one in the classroom paid any attention to him. Guan Hong was very aggrieved and continued: "students, class is over."

No one paid attention to him.

Guan Hong's face was so red that he suddenly called out, "class is over!"

The classroom was quiet for a moment. The students of class 5 in senior three watched Guan Hong one after another. Guan Hong was a little guilty for a while. All of a sudden, all the students burst into laughter.

"Where does this wonderful flower come from? He even told us that we had a class. I went. It's so funny. Where did the headmaster pick up so many wonderful teachers recently and come to class 5, grade 3 of senior high school? "

"Hello, bunny, what lessons do you want to teach us?" Sitting in the front row of the classroom, a boy put his feet on the table and sneered at Guan Hong.

Guan Hong looked at the student and wanted to scold him for doing well. But after thinking about it, he decided not to die. He said, "I'll give you English lessons."

The student shook his head and said, "we don't listen to English class. Why do we Chinese learn English?"? People say, "is that right?"

"Yes, no English class!" Everyone followed suit.

Guan Honghong's eyes, Wei qubaba asked: "or we have a history class, we are all Chinese, to understand our own history."

The student continued, "what's the meaning of history? All the dead are dead, and what happened has happened. Do you want to learn from him

"Shouldn't we set our goal on the road of life in the future? What's the point of studying the dead before? "

For a moment, the students all echoed, "well, they're all dead. What do we study about them? It's a waste of time! We don't take history class either. "

"Yes, get out! We don't have history lessons! "There's nothing we can do about history class for these students

"Students will definitely go to the beautiful mountains and rivers of our motherland in the future. Of course, we need to know about geography."

Guan Hong had an idea and said again, "don't all young people like to travel now? We can use this as a starting point

As a result, the group of students once again showed disdain for him. "Mr. Tu baozi, you come from the village. Do we still need to find our own way to travel?"

"Our family has a professional tour guide one-on-one service every time we travel. We only serve our family. Where we want to go, we can directly ask him to plan the route."

"Besides, it's the age of science and technology. We have navigation. What kind of geographic knowledge do we learn?"

These courses are about to collapse. He has no way to teach them.

"Do you have anything you can teach us? If not, go away The students began to coax Guan Hong out.

But at this time, sitting in the back of the bangs some can't sit, "you make a noise even if, don't drive people away."

If you drive people away, don't you have to settle accounts with him in the middle of the week? So he stood up and said to the students in the class, "well, it's almost done. It's already class. Let the teacher give a lecture."

Other students look at the bangs. Many of them don't speak. They sit down and do their own things. It's no longer difficult for Guan Hong.

Liu Hai had already told them when he came that he would not be difficult for the teacher. Liu Hai is a very famous person in class 5 of senior three, so most of the students will listen to his words.