Why...do you do this to me...

After a few minutes, Li Zheng finally threw away the pen.

No more.

The strong school was reduced to ashes.

If I try this question again, I'm afraid I'm going to die.

After drinking some more water, he retreated to the bed with regret.

Don't bully young people into poverty.

Just wait, I will get back the questions I lost sooner or later.

…

Yinghu Middle School, the bell rang, it was time for gymnastics.

The students stood up together, but they all looked at two empty desks one after another.

Today, two people didn't come.

It just happened to be Lin Yujing and Li Zheng.

Some people have wild imaginations.

Some people are miserable alone.

Yes, Jiang Qinghua has been in a daze for several classes.

On Saturday, Lin Yujing and Li Zheng spent time together.

On Sunday, Lin Yujing fell ill.

On Tuesday, Li Zheng fell ill.

What happened in between?

What kind of contact have they had?

Jiang Qinghua was in so much pain that she didn't even dare to think about it.

The tree wants to be still, but the wind doesn't stop.

He has obviously quit.

But why, it still hurts.

"Dang Dang Dang."

There was a knock on the glass at the back door.

Jiang Qinghua looked back and saw that it was Tang Zhifei. She was observing again.

Observe me?

Tang Zhifei gestured for him to come out.

Jiang Qinghua hurriedly ran out of the classroom.

Then, Tang Zhifei led Jiang Qinghua towards the office.

"Teacher Tang, I don't need to go to the gym?" Jiang Qinghua asked.

"No, let's talk about something." Tang Zhifei was mysterious.

Jiang Qinghua smelled a trick.

After entering the office, Tang Zhifei closed the door, looked at each other and sat down with Jiang Qinghua.

His face was filled with a deep and conspiratorial smile.

This is

The head teacher's smile.

Jiang Qinghua is very familiar with this kind of smile.

As a class teacher, if you want to manage a class well, superficial communication alone is not enough.

Who is the good student, who is the troublemaker, who is planning to cause trouble, and who is the black sheep.

It is difficult to fully grasp this information through observation alone.

Therefore, the head teacher needs an eye liner.

An informant among the students.

Jiang Qinghua is not talented. She has been working as an eyeliner since the first class in kindergarten.

This is of course for the benefit of the students.

Strangely enough, he never expressed his loyalty on his own initiative, he was always chosen by the head teacher.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qinghua shuddered.

Could it be that I have the face of a teenager?
Chapter completed!