The head teacher Ruan Xiaoman felt that he had come to the wrong place.
Is she really the first grade rather than the third grade? How could she have such a strong learning atmosphere???
Did you agree that the baby doesn’t like to study?
The new teacher felt that he was in a fake class.
To be honest, she is ready to stop collecting her homework.
"Oh no, oh no, the teacher is here!"
"What should I do? I still haven't finished writing two questions!"
"Why is mathematical information so difficult? I'm really stupid!"
"Boss, boss, boss...help!"
Ruan Xiaoman:...
What kind of scene is this of demons dancing?
Meng Shanglu remained calm and his voice was still not fluctuating: "There are still fifteen minutes to go to class, so don't worry."
After saying that, he looked at the class teacher: "Teacher, can we do our homework for a while? It will not affect the class."
Ruan Xiaoman nodded in a daze: "Okay, OK, you guys write it, there is no class yet."
Wuwuwu is so strong that she deserves to be her businessman!
As a fan of the baby, Ruan Xiaoman was whimpering wildly in her heart, but she still pressed all these emotions with great professionalism.
At school, she is just a teacher, and she must treat each child equally and not mix with too many personal feelings, which is unfair to other children.
Every cute baby deserves her whole heart.
Hearing her say this, the little ones relieved themselves and continued to do their homework wholeheartedly. The calls to the four "little teachers" came one after another, and the questions asked were strange.
Ruan Xiaoman secretly observed the students by looking at the lesson plan.
Hum? Didn’t you understand this knowledge point? Let me tell Teacher Carls later.
Why is Xiaohao so forgetful? I just mentioned this question before the holiday!
Monica is good at learning language, but she speaks too quickly, which makes people feel a little confused.
...
Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and the poor students finally successfully completed their homework.
Sun Kongkong was a little incredible: "Is this over?"
Fortunately, he was worried about how many days he had given off. It turned out that he didn’t have much homework!
"What about that?" Meng Shanglu said indifferently while collecting his homework, "Did you spend most of your time worrying?"
Sun Kongkong grabbed his head a little embarrassedly.
"If you haven't been watching you for a few days, you'll be lazy." Wei Shengbai took away Wen Renhao's homework and glanced at him, "You'd better think about how to explain to my brother!"
Who made you swear to the point that you must be fine!
Rong Zhizhi and Su Su are also helping to collect their homework, and they are both happy-
This week, I went to Xiaobai’s house for delicious food, it’s great!
Meng Shanglu gave the homework summary to Ruan Xiaoman: "Teacher Ruan, all the homework has been collected."
Ruan Xiaoman nodded and smiled, "Everyone is all good!"
After class, she went to the office to show off! She said she didn't even want to stop her!
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After a break, everyone got together and started chattering and sharing their holiday life.
Weisheng Bai sat on the newly built flower bed of the school, shaking his legs while yawning.
Wen Renhao was still quarreling with Sun Kongkong about who was more like the Great Sage. As he was talking, he got out of touch with one another.
"We have decided to act as a Calabash," Meng Shanglu reminded.
"Whether acting or not, I am the most suitable one!" Sun Kongkong got up in a dusty state and pointed at himself, "What is the Great Sage's name? It's Sun Wukong, what's my name? It's Sun Kongkong, we are all monkeys!
Who can have me right!"
Wen Renhao patted the soil on his body, bulged his cheeks and retorted: "Isn't it just a name? I'll change my name when I go back today! I'll call Wen Ren Wukong in the future!"
"And I have said it several times! The Great Sage is a stone monkey, not a golden monkey! Our pandas are black, white, round and round, and like stones! Of course, they are the most suitable for me!"
Sun Kongkong stopped doing it, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start the war for the second time: "Your stones grow hair!"
Wen Renhao, who was poked into the pain, fought back: "There are too many monkeys in the world, why do you say you are the most suitable?"
The two began to hurt each other.
Meng Shanglu sat down by the flower bed and watched them quarrel with his younger brother.
My sister-in-law seems to like listening to this, and he just happened to collect some materials.
Anyway, they will stop if they are tired of arguing.
Meng Shanglu thought silently.
The panda and the golden monkey rolled together again as they fought, rolled up, and got out of their feelings.
"I didn't say there was only one great saint." The panda cub pulled the tail of the golden monkey cub, "Will we all be the great saints?"
The golden monkey nodded: "You are right, we are all great saints!"
The "hate" between the two came and went quickly, and the brothers got better in a short while.
"Are you finished arguing?" Weishengbai jumped off the flower bed, his movements being so cool, "Then let's talk about the serious business."
The casting of the Caulova has not yet been decided.
Thinking of this, Wei Shengbai sighed. If he had known, he would not have been a class committee member.
Wen Renhao stared at him for a long time, and after a long time, he said a little uncertain: "Boss... are you fat?"
The Weisheng Cypress who is just about to speak:...
What did you say?
He squinted his eyes instantly, sweeping away his laziness just now, like a big cat who had finally woken up, emitting a hint of danger.
Meng Shanglu:...
Oh no, Xiaobai can't listen to such words the most.
Sun Kongkong rubbed his arms and felt something was wrong.
However, the culprit was unaware of anything and was still boldly opening the microphone: "Boss, your face seems--"
He stretched out his thumb and index finger and gestured gently: "I've been so fat."
Meng Shanglu, who was one step late:...
He silently withdrew his hand and looked at the panda cub with love.
Sure enough, some fights cannot be avoided.
Out of bear Taoism, he still shouted: "Xiao Bai--"
"Brother, don't worry," Wei Shengbai raised a sweet smile on his delicate little face, "I will be very gentle."
Wen Renhao blinked and finally realized that the situation was not good. He immediately made a decision to turn into a panda, grouped himself into a ball, and quickly rolled forward.
"Boss, if I'm wrong, please let me go. You're not fat at all--"
Meng Shanglu supported the forehead.
Weishengbo suddenly smiled sweeter.
It was an experience that Wen Renhao didn't want to think of.
"I'm so stupid, really." Wen Renhao fell to the ground with fatigue, "How can the boss be fat? He will always be the most handsome!"
Sun Kongkong couldn't bear to look at him: "The boss is going to drink water, he is not here."
Wen Renhao breathed a sigh of relief: "I haven't seen each other for a few days, why is the boss even more powerful?"
Wei Shengbai had a few moves with him, and he obviously felt that the opponent's move was faster.
"So he is the boss," Sun Kongkong accepted it well, "You get up and walk, it's even more tiring to lie down like this!"
After a while, Weisheng Bai and Meng Shanglu came back together, and other classmates were following behind him.
"Do you all know the story of the Calabash?" Meng Shanglu opened his smart brain and called out the script he revised, "What do you think about the characters?"
Monica is very active: "I want to play the little soldier!"
Because there is not enough manpower, the soldiers in the script use it "circulate", so there are many lines and rich tone.
"Okay", Meng Shanglu is ready to register, "Is anyone still recommended themselves?"
"I, I!" Wen Renhao became active immediately, "I want to play the role of Sanwa!"
The indestructible body of Vajra, how cool!
"Why are you fighting with me again?" Sun Kongkong was incredible. He quickly looked at Meng Shanglu, "Brother Meng, I want to play the role of Sanwo, too!"
Wen Renhao was angry: "There are many people in our panda clan who are invulnerable to swords and guns, so I want to choose this!"
His reasons are very reasonable.
Sun Kongkong was angry: "Our golden monkey is yellow! Which one should I choose if I don't choose the three babies?"
His reasons are very simple.
The two looked at each other with jealousy, and they started a war with disagreement!
Meng Shanglu:...
Microbial cypress:...
Tired!
Wei Shengbai stepped forward and pulled away his two younger brothers: "Speak well!"
Both of them looked at him in an instant and said in unison: "Boss, you said it. If you can do it, you should avoid talking!"
Microbial cypress:...
Forget it, this boss, it’s better not to be a good boss!
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The campus life of the little ones is extremely "exciting", and Meng Nanxu is not inferior. She is busy preparing for the live broadcast this afternoon.
"Are you back?"
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she put down the pen in her hand and looked at the door.
Weishengmo closed the door and responded softly.
Thinking of the news I just saw, Meng Nanxu couldn't help feeling guilty: "Is it still going well to send a baby to school?"
Wei Shengmo came over and pinched her face: "It's not going well, so I'll ask for some compensation."
Meng Nanxu's face was slightly deformed by pulling. She narrowed her eyes, reached out to grab the neckline of Weishengmo, and pulled it in her direction: "Is this satisfying?"
She tilted her head slightly, and her long hair, like a waterfall, slid down, and her beautiful face was a little more tempting than before: "I don't look like you very much."
Weisheng Mobing's blue eyes darkened, as if it was a storm. He said nothing and lowered his head directly.
The touch is soft and the temperature is scorching. The two of them absorb each other and become more and more addicted to it.
Then I found that I was about to breathe.
Meng Nanxu hugged his big cat's neck while thinking: Why isn't he over yet?
Wei Shengmo pressed the back of his lover's head and hesitated: She didn't hide, why should I continue?
The two of them were like this, inexplicably fighting, and finally separated at the same time, and then breathed wildly.
Meng Nanxu breathed heavily: "No, no, no, I will stop next time."
Microbial ink adjusts breathing: "Just practice holding your breath."
Meng Nanxu thought about it and found it very reasonable!
"Then do it again?" She blinked her amber eyes, and was quite eager to try.
Wei Shengmo kissed her directly—
I believe that as time goes by, their breathing level will become higher and higher!