Chapter 144 The end of the semester

19days ago campus Novels 8
I thought about the flash work for a long time and didn't know where to start, so I asked those classmates who were good at studying. A classmate named Li Meng was very happy and said to me directly. I left my email address and I'll send it to you. You can just hand it over tomorrow. I'm very happy. I invited him to have dinner and spent twenty yuan. I didn't expect that the thin and good student would taste worse than studying.

After going back in the evening, I found the email from my mailbox, and after downloading it, I put it on the USB flash drive. The next morning, I happily handed over the work to me.

It's a teacher

Two days later, Teacher Flash looked raped as soon as he entered the door. My heart

I wonder who messed with him, this time I'll have a good show

Who is Zhang Qing? The teacher said this on the podium. I was about to watch the show and instantly became petrified. What is the situation of dog days?

Who is Zhang Qing? Ah? Teacher DB raised it twice again

I stood up and nodded and said that I was Zhang Qing. After the teacher saw me, a murderous aura rose in his eyes. I felt cold in my heart. What was going on? I didn't steal, rob, or kill or set fire. As for what I think of me like this

You, you, you The teacher pointed at me and said three of you in a row. I quickly replied: Come, come, come

The teacher didn't get anything after all. He slapped the table and shouted: I'll show you the works of Zhang Qingjiao. It's really unreasonable.

When he played that work on the screen, I woke up: all students who are good at studying love to cheat people

Because the teacher opened that flash, the one who presented it to everyone was "Crayon Shin-chief", and the part where Shin-chief took off his pants and swung his JJ in the hospital. Elephant, elephant, shake...

I was completely confused. When I realized that the teacher was so angry that he almost took off the monitor and threw it on my head. The classmate laughed and looked at Li Meng. He also looked at me blankly. After class, he smiled at me and said to me: Sorry, Zhang Qing, I sent the wrong message, I invited you back, you see, can you do it, I really didn't mean it

I shook my head and said no, it's over, it's useless to say more

From then on, I no longer believe in my classmates who are good at studying

The homework for other subjects has also arrived one after another, and the whole world is full of copy and paste. Except for flash, I don’t understand it very well, I can barely do other subjects. After all, I often go to professional courses. I spent those few days of spare time, and I did my homework in the dormitory because I was not doing homework alone. The little three great aspirations Bai Kai were looking forward to it. When I finished writing, they would just go to ctrl c and finish things happily and dare to hand over the ctrl v.

Later, Teacher Liu from the C language course looked at four identical homework and asked her eyes and said: I don’t want you four to tell me that you have a good understanding of each other.

The mistress said to the teacher very seriously: Teacher Liu, we don’t feel like we have a little bit of harmony, but we were in the same womb in our previous life, and we could not be together in our previous life, so we can only live together in this life.

Then the teacher gave the mistress 0 points to the homework, and all three of us passed the exam. The mistress gloriously became a cannon grey

I tell my mistress that you suffered this misfortune in the first class after your rebirth. It seems that you are not suitable for your teacher

That class was the first class that the mistress had taken since the car accident. He never took C language again since then.

I don’t know who proposed the educational concept of the credit system. In short, I think this is a direct factor for college students to face unemployment after graduation. Most people copy points for the credits. For example, I have the ability to take 100 points in public English, but I only have 30 points in C language, so I will give up my time in English to study C language, because it’s good to get basic credits in English 60, and a 30-point C language will make me face a make-up exam.

This is the credit system. I think if the educators raised by the country can make students independently achieve 100 points in English and get 60 points in C language, that would be reliable. It would be useless to think so much. Educators only know how to educate and not apply it. Just like Zhao Kuo who talks about war on paper, I know eighty-one strategies, I also know how to do Qimen Dunjia, and I am also awesome in English. Who will kill Vietnam, who will destroy North Korea, how can you attack Huanglong and win after the end? Grandma, you are pointing fingers to show whom? Wouldn't it be for the people who support you? When can you really set up a formation for your troops? You are a teacher, even so, an educator?

Still far from

Now the leaders of the Education Bureau inspected middle school primary school and kindergarten are very grand. They drove a small NB car, wore a small NB suit, and a small NB tie. A few NB followers gathered beside them. Then the NB principal was blushing and raised his pregnant belly and came out to welcome him. There were also a few little girls with bright red scarves to celebrate and present flowers.

Is this what an educator should do?

Confucius (Confucius) traveled around the world and could not even get a tractor, so he became a saint. According to your position, it is time to ascend to heaven and become a Buddha.

When I was a child, I thought that the teacher was Ultraman. We were all small monsters. Ultraman would hit anyone who wanted to hit. We were all afraid of him. Now I understand that the teacher was also a small monster. There were many Ultramans on it. I was very lewd and laughed: Whoever dared to show off my Ultraman will rape you, a little monster

In this way, many teachers were raped by them and fantasized about their thoughts.

And they represent the education of the great motherland

The exam date has come down, and the school is filled with an atmosphere of active preparation. Yingying has missed many classes during this period. I asked Li Shuyun and Lin Xue to help her draw the key points. They looked at me with contempt and said, "You need to say this, we have finished talking to Yingying long ago."

Suddenly I thought of a question, it's about to be on vacation, what should Yingying do when she gets home? You can't bring a plaster leg back. We didn't tell our family about this. Reporting good news or bad news is a traditional virtue of young men and girls in the Chinese nation. I told my family to follow us.

It hurts for a hundred days, and Yingying's leg can only walk by the end of July. I knocked on my head: This is to let Yingying's mother see it... The result must be four words: the landslides and the earth is broken, and it's terrible. The last four words refer to me

I gasped when I remembered Yingying’s mother’s face: This problem must be handled perfectly, otherwise this holiday would not be over.