The break time has officially ended and the last class of the morning has begun.
Listening to the ringtone, Yun Sangyu still felt a little confused:
Why is it so unreal?
You actually have to sit in the classroom?
As I thought about it, I couldn't help but smile.
Du Fei had been paying attention to his new deskmate, and of course he saw his deskmate smiling.
Forehead.
"Sang Yu, why are you laughing?" asked.
Did anything funny happen?
Yun Sangyu calmed down her expression and coughed again:
"Nothing, nothing."
How do I explain this? The more I explain, the more confusing it gets!
So, it is better not to explain.
Du Fei also wanted to ask, but the English teacher had already come in.
Before Yun Sangyu had time to pick up the book, there was nothing on the table.
Fortunately, all the teachers in the department should have received the news in advance, so there was no surprise.
After all, Yun Sangyu was once the favorite of all the teachers in the subject.
Sure enough, the next second, the English teacher spoke:
"Classmate Yun Sangyu."
Aha?
Was he called out?
Yun Sangyu stood up from his seat:
"teacher!"
The English teacher is young and has only graduated a few years ago, so he usually gets along well with his classmates and has a good rapport with us.
"Welcome back!"
this.
Before Yun Sangyu responded, the English teacher continued:
"Come, give me a warm welcome."
After the words were spoken, the leader applauded.
Immediately, there was a loud sound of slaps for a while.
Yun Sangyu swallowed several times before saying, 'Thank you.'
Then he bowed deeply to the English teacher.
This respect is absolutely sincere.
"Well, sit down and review carefully."
What else can Yun Sangyu say?
Of course, apart from agreeing, you still agree. You can’t refuse, right?
After sitting down, Du Fei tugged on Yun Sangyu's sleeve:
"Sang Yu, let's watch it together."
"Okay, thank you."
There is nothing, is it possible to listen to the Book of Heaven?
Although this deskmate looks timid and cowardly, he is still a very nice person.
During the forty-minute class time, the teacher explained the knowledge points throughout the whole process, and the students were also very serious.
Even Yun Sangyu never stopped thinking about it.
Like a sponge absorbing water, I engraved everything the teacher said in my mind without letting go of a single moment.
It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not, it doesn't matter. Memorize all the knowledge points first, that's the most important thing, and then you can sort it out slowly when you have some free time.
Even though it was only forty minutes, these forty minutes were twice as rewarding for Yun Sangyu.
But for many students in the class, they may only have absorbed one-third, or a small number of people may not have even absorbed one-third.
For example, the two people in the last row against the wall have most likely never listened to the teacher since the beginning of class.
Jiang Song's blazing heart of Bagua will never be extinguished no matter what.
So, I kept pulling Youqi next to me and asked.
"Qi Ge Qi Ge, tell me, what's going on between you and that slug?"
Youqi squinted:
"What's going on?" he asked.
What kind of questions does this guy ask?
If you don’t know how to ask, don’t ask!
Jiang Song blinked his dark eyes:
"Brother Qi, you and Slug shouldn't be in private. What's going on?"
Otherwise, why did you do that to Yang Yuwei just now?"
The corners of You Qi's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he thought to himself: Jiang Song, Jiang Song, you really dare to think about it!