"Damn it! It's eight o'clock!"

Su Jiang was completely confused.

This is definitely more than twenty minutes late!

"Gar!"

Su Jiang was so shocked that he burped his ducks and screamed.

As a school student, Su Jiang goes home to sleep every day.

Because the school is less than five kilometers away from home, it only takes ten minutes to ride a bicycle every day.

Before she could think too much, Su Jiang quickly got up and put on his clothes, pushed on his bicycle, and rushed to the school without even having breakfast.

"Author, if you don't give me ten updates today, I'll send you a machete!"

You should know that today is Thursday, and Thursday mornings are all Chinese morning self-study.

And the first class is Chinese class.

Therefore, Li Qingfang, a Chinese teacher and class teacher, comes to the classroom early every Thursday, and stays in the classroom since morning self-study to supervise everyone memorize the text.

It's already eight o'clock now, and when you go to the classroom, you will definitely be caught by the teacher...

Su Jiang panicked.

Who is Li Qingfang?

That is the iron hen that everyone in the third grade is respected!

No. 1 in everything you do.

What is the first place to curse, the first place to drag the hall, the first place to strictly...

Now that I have hit someone’s gun, I will definitely not have any good results.

The key is that I can’t skip the class. If I don’t go to the first class, the teacher will definitely call home by phone.

Being criticized at school or beaten when you go home is called real despair.

Su Jiang gritted his teeth and walked into the classroom.

Sure enough, I saw that Li Qingfang, a head teacher wearing a white long skirt, was already sitting on the podium.

Li Qingfang is about 30 years old, and her cheekbones with high protruding cheekbones on her face have already announced to everyone that she is very strict.

The students below shook their heads one by one, muttering all kinds of strange things.

Su Jiang shouted at the door with her messy hair like a bird's nest: "Report"

The sound in the classroom suddenly became lighter.

Everyone looked at Su Jiang with complicated eyes, some of whom were joking, some of whom were joking, some of whom were merciful.

There is such a brave man. Teacher Li dares to be late for self-study in Chinese. Is there a new idea of ​​killing the 21st century?

Li Qingfang glanced at Su Jiang coldly.

She doesn't like Su Jiang because Su Jiang is just a slut at school.

I am very well-behaved in class and don’t make trouble, but my grades are very poor. When the teacher is there, he looks very hardworking, but in fact he is not at all concerned about studying. As soon as the teacher leaves, he becomes a guy who doesn’t want to study.

Except for his tall and handsome appearance, he is useless.

"Look at what time it's time"

Li Qingfang said coldly.

"At 8:08," Su Jiang glanced at the clock behind the classroom and answered honestly.

"Then you are here now? Don't you know that morning self-study will start at 7:40. There are still twelve minutes left, and morning self-study will be over!"

"Do you think your grades are good? You can go to college?"

"Do you know, learning is your way out!"

"I tell you, you are not as good as those of you, and you can get a junior college degree!"

"Don't think that if you study for a general high school, you can get into undergraduate studies. Our No. 6 Middle School is the worst general high school in the district. There is no one in one every year. In the entire school, only a few dozen people can get into undergraduate studies."

Once Li Qingfang turns on his machine gun, he can't stop.

He was clattering at Su Jiang and his classmates.

"I guess only Shen Jinbing and Tong Lele in your class have the hope of getting into undergraduate studies. If you are like this, just cry in the future!"

Every time Li Qingfang trains, she will bring Shen Jinbing and Tong Lele to compare. These two people are her hope for her undergraduate admission rate this year.

The male classmates in the class, who were not tall, dark-skinned and slightly curly, straightened their waists.

He is Shen Jinbing in Li Qingfang's mouth.

Shen Jinbing enjoyed the envious look that several classmates in the class gave him with a proud look.

"Teacher, I was studying literature at home too late last night, so I was late," Su Jiang raised his hand and explained to Li Qingfang.

Reading novels is also literature! You are not a lie.

Li Qingfang is also an old teacher who has been a teacher for several years. How could she be deceived by such a low-level lies from Su Jiang?

"Don't cheat me, just the person who failed the Chinese exam last time and even wrote five wrong pieces of five ancient poems, do you have the attitude to say that you are studying literature yourself? I think it's literature that studies you!"

The class burst into laughter, and everyone was mocking Su Jiang for being a student.

"Haha, Su Jiang is so funny, he actually lied to Teacher Li's head."

"That's right, Su Jiang is too brave."

Of course, there were some unscrupulous girls saying secretly:

"Su Jiang is so handsome, let alone, just this hair makes you feel like a smatter."

"I just like this bad feeling. I haven't found Su Jiang so handsome before!"

"I want to study Sujiang tonight."

But Su Jiang was not scared by the teacher's words:

"Teacher, I really didn't lie!"

Amid the noisy sounds of the whole class, Su Jiang's firm voice sounded.

Li Qingfang's face changed instantly.

"Since that's the case, then you can recite the Red Cliff Fu"
Chapter completed!