Chapter 04: Just ask if the thorns are not irritating
Thanks to high technology.
Thanks to the intelligent era.
Thanks to the same account for multi-platform synchronization.
Just ask if Zhou Baishu is irritating?
Too exciting!
His nostrils opened, his cheeks flushed, and his karma fire rushed from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Cover, almost burning his hair to burn green.
Those photos, various postures, various angles... Some even carefully added filters!
But the problem is that the girlfriend is his girlfriend, but the man inside is not him!
At this moment, his mind was filled with endless circling with the sympathetic inquiries from the crazy girl in the morning:
"Do you want to dye this thing on your head green?"
"Is this thing on my head dyed green?"
"Dyeed green..."
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
"Fuck#@の%..."
The more severe the mainland sector fluctuates, the more surging Zhou Bai's anger is.
He fell off the tablet and rushed out without saying a word, taking the car key, while also making unanswered calls from his girlfriend.
As for what to do when rushing over?
Can you still have that rationality now?!
And in the morning, the strange girl just borrowed her cell phone for a while and how she learned the news in advance - he could not have thought of it.
Now he only had one thought in his mind, like a horse kicking his heart -
Beat him up!
...
And at this moment.
At the same time, Chu He, who had penetrated the green truth, was also taken to the office by the head teacher and two police officers.
Tianshui Second High School is a key high school, and Chu He is in the class is also the Rocket Class among the key classes.
Of course, in order to show the school's equal mentality, the Rocket Class is not called a Rocket Class, but an ordinary class of three years.
The core class teacher of the key class is now wearing a big oily head with a shiny tiles. Every inch of the hairline moved backward is telling his diligence and the silkworm has died and the candle turns into ashes.
He glared at Chu He: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you say you were resting with a stomachache? How did you get out?"
"cough."
The police reminded on the side: "I learned from the caller that the girl was in the river at that time..."
Before he finished speaking, the head teacher almost jumped up—
"I just said that the wall next to the lakeside of the school must be increased by two meters!!!"
"And you, Chu He!"
"You don't want a scholarship anymore?!"
"When is it now? It's the third year of high school! It's the third year of high school! Do you know what the third year represents? Why do you still have the heart to go to the river..."
Seeing that the class teacher's long speech was about to begin, the two policemen were afraid that what he was saying would stimulate the rebellious girl-
well.
It can be understood as much as it is.
After all, it is a senior high school, and scores are the key class of Tianshui Second High School, which is the lifeblood. The child is unable to think about it for a while when his study pressure is too high...
Pooh Pooh Pooh Pooh Pooh.
In short, I have to persuade this class teacher not to make him stimulate the students like this again—
"Teacher Chen——"
The policeman wanted to say something, but when he saw the head teacher woke up immediately, stared at him like a copper bell, then moved his facial features and squeezed out a smile-
"Two comrades, let's talk..."
As he said that, he pulled the two policemen to the corner of the corridor without saying a word.
After all, the head teachers of public high schools do not have any independent offices, and get out of class is about to end, so there is no privacy here.
Chu He stood alone in the empty office, looking around curiously—
Soon, her eyes were frightened by the various test papers piled on different tables, and her mental tentacles that had just been proficient and ready to move immediately calmed down.
Chang Geng taught before - when encountering cultural courses that cannot be handled, don’t panic, and stabilize the venue first.
He will deal with the rest.
Unfortunately, he is not here now!
Chu He felt sad again.
But the mental tentacles were scared back by the test paper, but they spread from another direction to the corridor-
In Chu He's memory, this class teacher was actually quite good, but unfortunately the little girl died late at night. Now, she can only see if it's really good.
On the corridor.
Chen Ou, a middle-aged 40-year-old bald man, was discussing with two young police officers:
"Two comrades, I don't know your process very well. I want to ask if this child was sent back by you, your files will not be recorded, right?"
Old Chen has been a class teacher since he started teaching. At that time, the class teacher was 10 yuan more than other teachers a month when he was teaching in rural areas.
It was this 10 yuan that allowed him to embark on the road of no return and never saved any more from now on.
After all, the students under their command are worse than each class, and each class is the worst.
Being a class teacher, especially a class teacher who is with her senior high school students, is really difficult.
The teacher in front of me is the head teacher of a key class. Who doesn’t have a child to go to school yet?
The policeman also answered very politely:
"No, no, we just sent people to the school. What kind of files can we remember?"
"Besides, even if you keep it, it's not a big deal-"
"No, no!"
The head teacher Lao Chen jumped up, and took off a jumping potato, and his facial features were squeezed together again, vividly expressing what "urgency" means.
"Little comrade, I tell you the truth, this must not be officially recorded - Chu He, she cannot have any shortcomings!"
The policeman was in awe of awe—
Do students in key high school classes still need qualification review these days?
Be good.
It is worthy of being the second high school in Tianshui.
Unexpectedly, the head teacher sighed again:
"This girl is really smart and obedient, she is just a little bit poor at home."
"I am so poor that my child has such good grades, my family can't pay for high school. It's because the school specially gave her a scholarship."
"You also know that in our school, there are so many students who can't even get in. There is no shortage of one or two good grades. There was no scholarship before."
It was hot, and Old Chen was anxious again, and a layer of oil sweat immediately appeared on his head.
He wiped it randomly with a tissue, and the cheap tissue left tiny white shavings. Chu He's spiritual tentacles spread and he couldn't help but move, and he pulled it a few times.
Old Chen also touched his chilly forehead unconsciously - he always felt itchy in his scalp, and he was afraid that he would have to grow his hair.
But compared to long hair, this thing is more important.
"To put it bluntly, our second high school has no scholarship for students studying."
"Chu He can receive this subsidy in a month, but it is still a letter written by all the teachers in our class who have applied for it."
"It's not easy to fight for it, and the review requirements are much higher - I'm afraid it's gone!"
"In addition to scholarships, tuition and book fees are exempted, and poverty subsidies are also issued every month."
"300 yuan a month, it's not enough for the child to have enough food when he grows up, so it's not much."
"But there are more materials to buy in high school. If you do less questions, it will be worse than others - and when making up for the canteen, the scholarship is much more expensive, and the scholarship is only 300 a month, which is basically spent on it."
Nowadays, which child is not the treasure of the family?
RMB 600 a month, including food, accommodation, book fees, materials fees, and tutoring fees. Various class fees, clothing and daily use?
Chapter completed!