"Don't ask me that boss's skills are the coolest. When I was fighting the boss, I just went away with a blind man. I couldn't see clearly what the boss's skills looked like."

"Dad Guda, would you please let me go? Please stop military fisting!"

"Forget it. I saw a spell damage calculator online before, so I downloaded it and studied it first."

Chen Chu played the Rolling Soul for two hours, and he felt that the game developer was simply malicious. This was not a game for humans to play!

After playing for a while, Chen Chu decided to go to bed. Not only did he feel liver pain, but he couldn't bear it even if he was playing this game.

Your neck keeps rolling with the game characters, who can hold on!

I took a look at the download progress of [Chinese Master]. It has only been eighteen hours and there are more than two hundred hours left. There is no hurry.

Lying down means going to sleep in seconds. Tomorrow you will have to go to class for students to review, so you must develop a good spirit.

The next day, with the exciting transfer ringtone, Chen Chu quickly got up.

After arriving at school, he first corrected the test papers for the students. His class was in the third section of the morning. When the second class was over, Chen Chu finished the test papers for the last student and then prepared the class's things.

Suddenly the office door was knocked.

"Report!"

"Please come in!"

Chen Chu looked up and saw that it was Zhang Shuang.

"Teacher, I want to change seats." Zhang Shuang came to Chen Chu as soon as she entered the door and said weakly, lowering her head.

"Change seats? Why, aren't you satisfied with the seats now?"

"Um"

Chen Chu smiled inexplicably: "Go and go outside and talk."

When he arrived at the corner of the stairs of the teaching building, Chen Chu stood there casually, looking at Zhang Shuang with her head down in front of him.

"Tell me, what's the reason?"

"There is no reason, I just want to change seats."

"There is no reason that I can't change it." Chen Chu said indifferently.

Zhang Shuang stood there and stopped talking.

Chen Chu knew that this was the case. When junior high school students fall in love, they just want to have something new. It will take less than ten days to change seats. The original intention of changing seats is to put two early love students together. Sooner or later, they will have conflicts. Once there is a conflict, then being a deskmate will not be as close as a stadium, and every minute and every second will be torment.

Of course, if you two can promote each other, Chen Chu wouldn't mind and let them sit together.

"I want to change seats, right? Do you think the teacher leaves after class every day and doesn't know anything? Let me tell you the truth, just your little ones, the teachers can see clearly on the podium. Do you think you always look at Zhao Xiu in class? I don't know? It's just that the teacher doesn't say it." Chen Chu said bluntly. Although early love is explicitly prohibited in school, Chen Chu will not forcefully break up. After all, the students have their own ideas, and pressure will only cause a rebound. Just adjust the seats casually. At this time, they will come here by themselves?

Zhang Shuang still didn't speak. He didn't want to admit that he was dating at school.

Chen Chu didn't say anything when he saw this, and now he was about to go to class: "In this way, if you want to change seats, each of you two will write a 500-word check, so let's deeply review the matter of early love. When will the two of you put their review on my desk and when will you change seats? Otherwise, you two will sit at the same table.

Also, I recognize your handwriting, and I am not allowed to change it privately. If I find out, I don’t mind letting you two meet each other’s parents in advance.”

Chen Chu is not afraid that the students will hate him and will have to bear the wrong things they do. Chen Chu believes that between writing a review and asking parents, students will obediently write a review.

The class bell rang, and Chen Chu asked Zhang Shuang to go back to the classroom, and went to the office to carry homework and textbooks to the classroom.

I sent them one by one and told them that the final exam will be about ten days left, and the holiday will be held after the exam.

The students were both expectant and nervous.

Then he pulled two classmates to come up to write ancient poems. When he talked about going to the blackboard, the students quickly lowered their heads, fearing that they would confirm with the Great Demon King.

In the end, Chen Chu couldn't find someone who looked at him, so he could only randomly draw people.

"Zhao Xiu!"

"Xiao Ming!"

"Ah, why is it me again?" Xiao Ming's face suddenly pulled up. He dragged his name to the lucky one. No matter what kind of teacher he was, he would basically call him as long as he was in class.

Even if the teacher randomly clicks people, there is a rule. First, according to the degree of the name, Xiao Ming can be ranked first, and then the name appears in his mind. It may be a student who has many problems when correcting homework, or a student with more conspicuous hairstyle today, or a student who has a glance, and whoever he sees is who he sees.

Finally, the two finished writing dictation. Chen Chu looked over, and Zhao Xiu wrote it out, just because he had a wrong word.

As for Xiao Ming, he only wrote one in full and did not write the last sentence of the second poem, and then there was a sentence in the three sentences he wrote, which was written on other poems.

"Zhao Xiu went back and wrote the typo three times and wrote it at the back of the homework book; and Xiao Ming, isn't it good to write it dictated during the exam? Why did you forget this time?

There is a sentence in the second poem that I haven’t written out, and the first sentence is wrong. There are fourteen words in total. I’ll make up for you. I’ll write this ancient poem fifteen times and write it behind the homework book.”

After saying that, Chen Chu began to talk about the exercise book and explained the common mistakes of everyone. One of them was reading comprehension and the other was to write the central idea of ​​this article. Many students were not accurate enough when summarizing it.

In fact, it is not only the students, but if Chen Chu doesn’t have any answers, it’s not the teacher’s and students’ faults. The main reason is that the person who sets the questions can always draw the angles in the article that the author did not expect from the article into the question.

When get out of class was over, Chen Chu assigned an essay and left the classroom without delaying the class.

When I returned to the office, I found two unrecognizable people standing in the office, one of whom was carrying a camera.

When Shi Li saw Chen Chu coming back, he waved his hand and said, "Teacher Chen, let me introduce you to you. These two are reporters from Taozi Video. They want to interview you, as if it is about the ancient Chinese title you posted before."

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "Interview? What are you doing when you interview me?"

But he still walked up to the two of them politely and waited for them to speak first.

These two are reporters of Taozi Video. Taozi Video is quite famous nationwide. It has its own platform for some video authors to publish content, and also has its own team to conduct some news video interviews.

"It's like this. You gave the students an ancient text appreciation question called Thanos. It's now very popular online, so we want to give you an exclusive interview to talk about your original intention when writing this article."

"Original intention? I don't have any original intention. I just wrote it if I think it's fun." Chen Chu thought.

But of course I can't say that to the reporter.
Chapter completed!