The happy life of living with the best school girl

Chapter 90 About Hu Culture

I linger for a while in front of a bum-sized ad in black and white because it piques my interest.

"Happy to do good, good faith to help the exam" eight huge Song typefaces occupy more than half of the paper, and a few words are added below in small characters: In the past three years, in the spirit of serving the people, I have provided accurate English for the majority of students. Level [-] answers.Interested parties hope to contact me.I promise that everything is based on honesty, and I will never deceive customers!Three-year-old brand, reputation first!He left behind his mobile phone number and QQ.

While thinking of the phrase "Cheating in exams is the greatest shame for a student", I took out my phone and saved my number and QQ in it.I know that with the arrival of CET-[-], such advertisements will spread all over the school like psoriasis.I just need to write down the contact information of similar helpers, and then get rid of the dross and extract the essence. Hey, by then, I'm afraid I won't get the real four-level answer?
142 I entered the classroom by stepping on the bell.As soon as the bell stopped, I walked into the classroom.As I looked to see where there was space, I was glad I had come just in time.Unexpectedly, a sharp voice stopped me from going any further.

"Su Tong, you're late again." Hu Wenhua squinted at me.

"Teacher, didn't you just ring the bell?"

"You came in after the bell was over, and you still want to quibble. Go out, call for a report, and then come in."

"I..." I opened my mouth and swallowed the cursing words back into my stomach.Get out and get out, what's the big deal.Oh shit.

I went outside the classroom.Straightening his body, he gritted his teeth and said "report" to the cheerful Hu Wenhua.More than 50 pairs of eyes in the class shot at me, making me feel very hairy and uncomfortable.

"Come in." Hu Wenhua glanced at me proudly.It seemed to be saying: Xiao Mian, I can't fix you yet.

I walked into the classroom angrily, and saw Long Lei waving his claws and smiling lewdly at me. "Here." I pretended to be okay and walked towards him.

It was Hu Wenhua, a voyeur, who gave us a lesson.This person is obviously a biology teacher, but he has long hair to pretend to be an artist.Not only that, he also talks about art all day long, thinking that he is the only one who understands art in the whole world, and everyone else is a fucking farmer.If you ask him a biology question, he will say: "I asked such a simple question. Didn't I talk about it in class? Didn't I pay attention to the class?" This sentence makes you think that you really didn't listen to the class I missed his wonderful explanation, and I was too guilty to ask further questions.If you ask him for advice with this art photo, he will happily find a lot of body art photos from home to share with you, and explain the subtleties of each painting in detail.In the end, he also told you very honestly that these are all arts.It is art that few people understand it!Why else did Van Gogh cut off his own ear?
I sat on my seat with a bang, raised my head, and saw Hu Wenhua stroking his shoulder-length hair.I seemed to see a lot of dandruff falling from Hu Wenhua's hair like snow.I felt an urge to ask him what brand of shampoo he used.I swear, I will never buy the brand he told me in my life, even if the mall offers a [-]% discount.If it's free, I can consider it.But I dare not ask, I still have to listen to the teacher.

"Su Tong, have you heard that Hu Wenhua is spying on someone again?" Long Lei kicked me.

"Who is he spying on again?"

(End of this chapter)