Douluo's ancestor roams

Chapter 1107

The whole body is full of historical and cultural precipitation...

"Hi everyone, first of all, I welcome you to go through a year of baptism. In class [-], three-quarters of you may be able to go to the university you want to go to. As for the remaining quarter, it is also possible. Yes, it's just that the remaining quarter of the accidents, such as puppy love, family influence, etc., drop out of school. As for some students who may like art, they choose art students. When the time comes, the admission score is It's relatively low."

"In short, I have talked so much, I just hope that in the future, you will not have any regrets for your choices. From today on, I will be your class teacher, mainly responsible for teaching you history subjects. Let me introduce myself, my name is Wang. Wei, naturally not the famous poet Wang Wei in history.”

I saw this middle-aged man talking eloquently. It seems that this is not the first time he has taught students. The class teachers who can lead the second and third grades of senior high school are all polished by qualifications and have experienced many generations of students to learn and grow together. .

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Immediately, a burst of applause rang out, and Wu Ming also applauded accordingly, applauding for the teacher in charge of the first generation. This is the reward this class teacher deserves. Since he was assigned to Class [-], Wu Ming also accepted this fact. As for this result, it is still necessary to keep a low profile. It is enough to be ranked third, and there is no need to be ranked first every day. , How bad that kind of influence is.

In the new class, Wu Ming planned to keep a low profile.

"...Well, next, we teachers and students met each other for the first time. I introduced myself. Next, it's the turn of the students. You can share your strengths and some snacks from your hometown. You can share any interesting things with your classmates. After all, in the next two years, you will live together, and you can get to know each other more, get to know each other, and let the teacher know more about you..."

"You have an interesting thing, and I have a useful thing. If you share it, it will be two interesting things. This is the benefit of sharing..."

Wang Wei, the new class teacher, can talk at length, and he can also quote classics. After all, those who teach history still have a lot of culture to show off.

"Start from my left hand side, not from the report card. In the new semester, the grades have been changed. The original No.1 may become the second and third, or even the last one. , everything is possible..."

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I don't know how long it took, but finally, the student to the left of the head teacher was able to speak on stage. .

"Hi everyone, my name is Huang Bai, and I'm from Dalun Township. We mainly develop pastoral tourism there. Although it's not very famous, it's also a big tourist town... My grades are average. I hope everyone can make progress together in the future. Close to the university I like, just as the class teacher said, I have no regrets about my choice."

"Papa..." After finishing speaking, there was a burst of applause.

This applause was a kind of encouragement. The first person to introduce himself was just like what the teacher in charge said. He introduced all the characteristics of his family, and it was quite detailed.

Soon, I arrived at Mu Qingjun's deskmate, a girl with a small oval face, wearing the uniform of the city's No. [-] Middle School, showing her already-grown delicate body to the fullest. , petite can.

"Hello everyone, my name is Chen Wenqian. You can call me Wenqian. I like painting more. If I can, I will choose art in the future and become an art student. I have no regrets about my choice in the future. This is my pursuit and my goal. Interest..." Chen Wenqian's voice was melodious and moving, neither high nor low, and she played the girl's voice perfectly.

Then, there was another burst of applause,

"I didn't expect that beside the goddess, there is such a peerless person, and that voice, as long as it is a man, will be moved by it, tsk tsk..."

"That's right, that girl, future and confidante, I am willing to choose confidante!!"

Another dream girl who fascinates people and becomes the angel in the hearts of these twelve boys. However, there are many who don't give up their studies easily for love. On campus, grades represent everything.

To this end, a long competition is about to begin. .

"Hi everyone, my name is Mu Qingjun, I am envious, I am Qingming..." Afterwards, it was Mu Qingjun, but Mu Qingjun still used the words and phrases that Wu Ming started to know each other, and began to introduce herself, just Well, Mu Qingjun's famous flower has a master, which naturally makes many boys feel extremely heartbroken.

Immediately, Wu Ming did the same. The two introduced each other, looking at each other. Is this an upright challenge to the authority of his class teacher?It's just that this is just a simple self-introduction. It's just that an old fox is an old fox. When you smell it, you can smell some tricks in it. .

Continuing on, there are also many students who are escaping. It took more than an hour to introduce themselves, but it was blunt to let the head teacher remember this point: "Such students need to be recruited into the class." Do it, very promising."

Soon, the self-introduction was over, and the deputy squad leader, Pang Lingling, came to the stage, but still gave Wu Ming a few glances, because they were all in the same class, so why didn't they take care of her?But this very ambitious girl is determined to run for the election, because the most important election class will be done next, and the head teacher still needs to talk about it in order to save face.

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"Now that everyone has basically known each other, how can we run for the laborers our class needs? They all serve the class and exercise themselves. Who can write better?" However, his eyes fell on Wu Ming,

"Hee hee..." Mu Qingjun sniggered from the side, peeking at Wu Ming out of the corner of his eyes, because the homeroom teacher's gaze was obvious, Wang Wei had seen the font of the number one master in the first year of high school blackboard. Juanxiu's self hides this force and is stern.That is something that can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words.

"Teacher, I'm coming!" Afterwards, Mu Qingjun's tablemate volunteered, raised her hand, and really wanted to recommend herself. However, Chen Wenqian got up and looked at Wu Ming, who pretended not to see, I don't care, free labor, writing and writing will be ugly in the future.

After making up his mind, Wu Ming will not sell his writing. Since there are well-meaning people resisting, let the good-hearted people bear all the rest.

Another round of election for class leader, this time, Wu Ming intends to have nothing to do with himself and hang up. As for the literary and art committee member, he should not care about his affairs, and let whoever is in charge, Chen Wenqian is a girl with a good figure Well, not too tall, but you can write down all the election positions, and start the election...

(End of this chapter)