The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

51 Chapter 051

After Shen Qinghuan finished copying the notes, she returned the notebook to Lu Ziheng: "Thank you."

Lu Ziheng propped his chin, he nodded slightly, took out the five-year college entrance examination and three-year mock exam from his schoolbag, and concentrated on doing the mock exam papers.

A boss is a boss, not only has strong self-learning ability, but also likes to learn ahead.

Mathematics was originally an obscure and boring subject, and it was in the afternoon, so Shen Qinghuan was inevitably a little sleepy.

Fragments of sunlight hit the last row, and the girl covered herself with her textbooks and started a deep sleep.

Before coming to the rocket class, the math teacher had heard the head teacher talk about the character Shen Qinghuan, and he was more willing to believe that Shen Qinghuan used some means to get into A than the rumors about the dark horse.

Sometimes first impressions often limit people to define another person.Even if you finally find that this person is not as miserable as you thought, it will be difficult to change your mind.

The students in the rocket class are discussing the problem in full swing.

The situation of the two students in the last row is very special.

The other is Lu Ziheng, who is working hard on the problem by the window.

Mathematics teachers know that they have their own style of learning when they study well. As long as it does not affect classroom discipline, they all choose to turn a blind eye or close one eye.

The other one, Shen Qinghuan, was actually there...

sleep! ! !

The math teacher was so angry that his liver hurt.

This is the case on the first day of class. If the class is spoiled by such students in the future, how to carry out teaching activities.

His footsteps were windy, and he thought to himself that he must kill chickens to make an example to monkeys.

But she was only a few steps away from Shen Qinghuan, but she didn't expect her to raise her head suddenly, "Teacher, is the answer to this question minus one?"

The math teacher stopped in front of Jiang Silu.

He turned around, looked at the topic he had written on the whiteboard, and nodded involuntarily.

The belly manuscript that was prepared to be full is also choked in the throat at this moment.

After the bell rang, the math teacher didn't even know how he got back to the office.

He sat blankly at his desk, thinking that he had met a student like Shen Qinghuan when he was studying.

I usually see this kind of students sleeping, but in fact they listen to what the teacher says, so every time I take the exam, I get the same grades as Xueba.

Perhaps, Shen Qinghuan is really a dark horse.

He should learn to take off the tinted glasses.

The sky was clear outside the window, and the math teacher saw many students gathered in front of the canteen of A Middle School.

He picked up the schedule on his desk, the next class was reading class.

Just now, Lao Wang in the office also said that the head teacher of the rocket class was temporarily arrested for a meeting, and only the head teacher was left in the class to watch the class.

The math teacher raised his wrist. It's been 2 minutes since class, why haven't those brats entered class yet?

The resources collected by this year's rocket class are simply far worse than last year's!

He couldn't bear it, opened the window and yelled twice, and the group of students pretended to be birds and beasts and left.

Among them was Shen Qinghuan who had just returned to the classroom.

Seeing her holding three bottles of jasmine tea, Jiang Silu gave himself one as soon as he entered the door, blushed and accepted it, and said, "Next time, remember to come to work on time."

Zhao Yunluo sighed and whistled: "If I knew the monitor could be bought with a bottle of jasmine tea, I would have to buy a bottle after class! Beg the monitor to cross out my name in the class log! "

When there is no teacher in the classroom, it is always noisy.

Rocket class is no exception.

Shen Qing laughed happily and walked back to her place. She handed Lu Ziheng a bottle of jasmine tea, "Thank you when I was in math class just now."

The advantage of being at the same table with the boss is that you can't see the blackboard in class, and you have free notes; even if you are sleeping, you will be reminded.

(End of this chapter)