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Chapter 5 The Beginning of Tragedy

The 45-minute Chinese class, in my opinion, is the miserable treatment of the seventeenth floor of hell.

Because our "beast" (Qin Shou) Mr. Qin used a group attack skill that is almost too good to beat the whole class into a state of residual blood for the first time on the podium, and then shook his head and used a more powerful fairy-level group attack skill Gong tortured us to death, even the so-called good students were not spared, and have since fallen into dire straits.

"Confucius said: Heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, and they must first suffer their minds and minds, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies..."

The same dress in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Dressed in a gray gown, a pair of old-fashioned glasses covering half of his face, a teacup in one hand, and a folding fan in the other, Shi Shiran walked into the classroom with an old-fashioned look.

Then I fell into a chaotic fantasy, as if I had returned to the disciples of the great sage Confucius during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

What makes me even more puzzled is that our teacher Qin’s textbooks and lesson preparation books have never been shown in front of us, but every time he can frantically wave his arms, spit and fly around, and enter the state of excitement after injection of chicken blood to teach us Every time this happened, the first two rows of students under the podium raised their books above their heads to resist wave after wave of biochemical attacks from the "beast" teacher.

But I have to admire our teacher Qin's professionalism. He has never missed our class all year round. This makes me feel ashamed, because every time I take his class, it seems that I am traveling around the world with Zhou Gong's daughter. .

"Zhou Bing, Zhou Chen, what are you two doing? This is class time, not for you to make jokes, if you have something to say, stand up and say it loudly!"

Teacher Qin's sharp eyes immediately focused on the two of them's wretched behavior.

"Teacher, we didn't say anything!"

Zhou Bing obediently stood up

"Teacher, really, we are studying the Analects of Confucius!"

Zhou Chen stood up with a pious and focused face and added.

Seeing him lying and not drafting, I had the urge to throw his nose full of snot. Fuck, I was obviously discussing my impressions after watching the AV last night, but it was called studying the Analects of Confucius.

Do it, let's study "food and sex"!
"Well, yes, but don't study in get out of class, after class or after school. If you don't understand something, you can come to me." Teacher Qin nodded with relief on his face.

"Damn, it's okay? It's really tough!" I lowered my head and cursed the two sluts.Little did I know that the nightmare was about to come upon me.

"Student Xia, what are you looking at? Bring it here and let me have a look!"

Teacher Qin's gentle words resounded in my ears, ravaging my fragile nerves and senses.Looking up, the teacher suddenly appeared beside He Jiajia.

"Ah, Qin, Teacher Qin, no, nothing!"

I hurriedly stuffed the notebook into the drawer.

"I, it's just an article I wrote yesterday" I replied tremblingly!

This time it's dead!
"Oh, the article you wrote? Stand up and read it to everyone!" Teacher Qin had a gratified expression that a child can teach

"Old, teacher, if the writing is not good, I won't make a fool of myself in front of you!"

"Hehe, the teacher asked you to read it, so go ahead and read it. If there is anything wrong, I can correct it for you. Let other students see your talent!"

He Jiajia next to me tilted her head and looked at me with a joke hanging from the corner of her mouth, gloating in her pure eyes, which made my animal blood boil.

(End of this chapter)