"Suspension?" This is undoubtedly bad news for the teachers of No. 2 Middle School: "Student Mo Nan, what happened to you? If there is any difficulty, the school can solve it."
Finally, there is someone who listens well in class.
The average score of the whole class is waiting for him to raise.
And everyone knows that the little brother Bingshan Xiaocao in class F has a characteristic.
Although he is cold, he doesn't like chatting, especially gossip.
But if someone asked him a question, he would hold a pen and answer with lowered eyes.
Some female students can understand one or two formulas through this method even if they don't want to be in the bar!
The most important thing is, Mo Nan has dropped out of school, who can win the first grade!
The teacher's heart hurt a little, and he drank a sip of tea with an enamel cup marked with a red flag, trying to calm down.
Unexpectedly, he was choked all of a sudden: "If it's because of a competition, there is a special leave form."
"It's not because of the competition." Mo Bei stood there with his back straight: "It's because the hand injury recurred and needed surgery, and it took a long time to recuperate."
When the teacher heard this, his expression became serious: "The hand injury has recurred? Can you play in this condition?"
"Yes." Mo Bei didn't want to worry others because of her lies, although she came to suspend her brother's school this time because she wanted to take her brother to the surgery as soon as the competition was over.
If you can't cure it at home, go abroad.
There are chef competitions abroad.
The prize money from her competition should be able to heal her brother's hand injury.
So the topic didn't stay here for too long, but took out a notebook: "This is the note I took in class. If the teacher needs it, I can show it to the students."
The teacher also saw that the boy didn't want to talk more about the hand injury. Looking at the notebook and flipping through two pages, he knew that these were indeed his usual notes. Because they were too scribbled, they marked the important points in red fonts. .
I was very sad in my heart, but still signed at the place where I was suspended from school.
"After returning home, take a good rest." The teacher instructed.
Mo Bei said "hmm".
The teacher still felt a little regretful: "If you are not in the No. 2 Middle School, but in the No. 1 Middle School, you will be able to win the recommended place."
"If the teacher stayed in the No. 1 Middle School back then, instead of coming to the No. 2 Middle School, he would already be the school leader." Mo Bei's eyes lighted slightly: "The No. 2 Middle School is very good."
If there is no second middle school.
Her brother would be an uneducated person.
Sometimes, once something happens to a person.
People around you will stay away from you.
Mo Bei didn't think there was anything strange about this.
Even the behavior of stepping on one's feet will follow.
It is often dark to see the light.
if not like this.
How could she know.
Some didn't leave.
It's like Zhao Jianjian standing outside the window to help her watch, and the celebrity who is grinding her nails with nail clippers.
The teacher didn't expect the young man to know about himself, so he paused for a moment, then laughed: "It's all about old millet and rotten sesame seeds, my ambition is not big, just like being a teacher, when you first entered school , Didn’t you also say that you only want to play e-sports? Speaking of which, you were really short-tempered at that time, and you were often hit on the back of the head by me, but now you are much more stable. The only thing that remains the same is that you listen to me very much. , saw that my bicycle was deflated, and warned the students that other teachers did not understand you at that time."
(end of this chapter)