Jiang Xiaoman indeed stopped.

I looked at Ye Jiajia, and then at the director of the teaching.

Try to figure out what's going on.

The director of the teaching is so fierce.

He looks like he is in his forties, and when he is scolding, he is full of energy.

Although Ye Jiajia has a heart to be a cool sister, she is a real soft girl.

The director of the teaching director was so fierce that she really scared her.

The key is that there is a senior inspection team next to it, and there are classmates and teachers passing by in a hurry.

She is so embarrassed when she is looking at her!

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Ye Jiajia cried so hard that her heart was so broken.

As he cursed, Jiang Xiaoman understood what was going on.

Ye Jiajia actually changed her school uniform privately.

Ye Jiajia, Ye Jiajia, although the school uniform is a bit ugly, you are too bold.

"Student, don't stay here, go to the classroom to take morning reading class."

The director of the teaching director knew that Jiang Xiaoman was all the top students who were the top students, so it was difficult to scold her, so she could only let her leave quickly.

Ye Jiajia was still pouting her mouth and looking at her with tears in her eyes.

Jiang Xiaoman sighed, threw his schoolbag on his shoulder, then took out the palm-sized English word manual, and said calmly: "Teacher, I'll say something to her."

The director hesitated for a while and let her go.

Jiang Xiaoman stuffed the English word manual into Ye Jiajia's hand and whispered: "Read it, read unit1, and then read unit2. As long as you read it loud enough and confidently, no one knows that you are punished to stand."

Ye Jiajia took the booklet in her hand blankly and whispered: "Really?

Will I be reviewed?

Will it be discussed?

Woo woo woo woo woo you see they are all looking at me!"

"real.

Maybe I will praise you."

Ye Jiajia believed it.

Anyway, at this time, there is no other way except to blindly believe it.

“my, my, mine.

name,name,name.

is,is,yes.

clok, clok, clock.

…”

Jiang Xiaoman patted her shoulder with great relief and left.

The director also looked at Ye Jiajia with great satisfaction, and his eyes became much more kind.

I never forget to memorize words when I am punished to stand. It is a good idea to teach a child and be able to make a living.

So Ye Jiajia read even more excitedly.

As Jiang Xiaoman said, after reading unit1, then reading unit2, reading, as long as she reads loud enough, no one knows that she has just been scolded!

She is still a good cub!

"Look at her, she is so hardworking."

"Yes, our English teacher said that in the past, in order to practice speaking, students improvised the passage under the national flag and in the canteen, and they could come at any time."

“It looks very effective.”

"Why do we come and try it tomorrow?"

"Can."

Ye Jiajia finally stopped crying.

Jiang Xiaoman was right. As long as she was justified and calm, no one knew what was going on!

As for this privately modified school uniform, I won’t wear it tomorrow!

The morning reading festival finally ended.

Ye Jiajia escaped, admitted his mistake with the director of the teaching and ran away quickly.

His voice was hoarse.

She entered the classroom with a sad face, feeling very aggrieved.

Zhang Xinhua didn't know what happened, but she looked at her eyes and nose, and she contributed very well to the soy milk he bought after queuing for a long time, "Give it, give it to you..."

Ye Jiajia looked at him gratefully, moistened his throat, and ran to Jiang Xiaoman to cry.

"Wuwuwu Xiaoman, I'm scared to death. I originally wanted to tie a dreadlock and match it with my new school uniform. It will definitely be cool at that time, but the director of the teaching department is really too fierce! I will catch this one and that one!"

Jiang Xiaoman poured cold water on her: "If you do it again, it will be useless even if you memorize the English textbooks backwards."

"Why?"

Oh, why?

Jiang Xiaoman smiled mysteriously: "Because I was arrested in the office once because of my appearance when I was a child."

"oh……"

Ye Jiajia had no choice but to give up this terrible idea and did not try the method again.

——

There is a self-study class at noon.

The math teacher took advantage of the situation and immediately printed a picture of the in-class exercise for the students to do.

Jiang Xiaoman, a representative of mathematics, went to the office to get the exercises and then came back to distribute them to everyone.

One table after another was distributed, and something happened when I arrived at Zhang Xinhua.

The classroom, which was originally quiet and without human voices, only rustling writing and flipping pages, suddenly rang a few times...the electronic ringtone.

It's an electronic ringtone.

The students in the classroom all looked up and looked towards Zhang Xinhua. Their eyes were full of curiosity and their eyes were full of fun.

So bold!

He actually dared to bring electronic products to school!

And listening to this sound, it seems to be a ringtone for a cell phone?

Hey, it's so miserable.

Being caught must be full of scolding, and the national flag is self-examination.

Zhang Xinhua was once again forced to accept the attention of his classmates.

He is relatively timid and prone to sweating. At this time, his forehead is covered with sweat, and he looks both nervous and nervous.

Ye Jiajia glanced at him and whispered: "Change it quickly! The teacher comes over to check it, and it's over if you're found!"

Zhang Xinhua trembled and touched his table belly, but he was very scared when he was watched by so many people!

What if someone complains!

Tell him secretly what to do!

What to do? What to do!

Zhang Xinhua, who had never seen the world, was panicked at this time.

Can you pretend it's not his?

Is it okay to pretend not to hear it?

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The more nervous Zhang Xinhua was and the more trembling Zhang Xinhua became, the less he could not touch his phone, and naturally he could not turn it off.

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't stand his trick of stealing the bell, so he reached out to take it out for him.

Sure enough, I touched a flip phone.

Jiang Xiaoman took off the battery neatly, then raised it up, and quickly shook it. Before anyone could see what it was, she stuffed her backhand into her pocket and said casually: "This is mine."
To be continued...