The head teacher of Class 18, their math teacher, is an old teacher in his fifties named Yang Daoshen.
There were not many white hairs left on the top of the head, revealing a large area of bald scalp.
The wrinkles on his face are criss-crossed, like ravines on the plateau.
Inside a pair of old rimless glasses, his eyes were always narrowed to a slit, looking listless.
His teaching methods are as old and outdated as his people, and they are still the same old methods from decades ago.
No matter how carefully the students listen to the class, they will inevitably fall asleep during his class.
And he also realized that he was going to retire in a few years anyway, so he didn't have much passion.
I often pretend not to see the small actions of some students.
For example, Qin Long’s comic book with yellow hair and chubby Zhou Hao.
And Ye Hong, who was fast asleep.
He just glanced at Ye Hong and took out the lesson plan and textbook as if nothing had happened.
The old and gentle voice slowly sounded: "Everyone, students, turn to page 12 of the textbook. What we are learning today is functions."
The classroom was very quiet, with only the sound of Yang Daoshen's chalk scratching across the blackboard and the occasional sound of turning books.
Suddenly, halfway through class, an inappropriate sound came to mind in the classroom.
"Report!"
Yang Daoshen turned around in confusion, frowned and asked, "Qin Long, what's the matter?"
The person who suddenly stood up with his hands raised was Qin Long.
Qin Long raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, pointed at Ye Hong in the last row, and said loudly: "Teacher Yang, I'm reporting Ye Hong that he sleeps every day, which affects my study!"
Hearing this, the people next to him couldn't help but chuckle.
When did Qin Long, a playboy who had nothing to do all day and only knew how to pick up girls, dare to say so confidently that others had affected his studies
Besides, it’s none of his business when someone sleeps
But no one spoke to dissuade him, because they all heard the strong smell of gunpowder in Qin Long's mouth.
Qin Long was obviously targeting Ye Hong. Otherwise, why would he name Ye Hong if he slept so much in class
Except for Zhang Xuewei, everyone looked like they were watching the show.
Yang Daoshen frowned and said, "Zhang Xuewei, call your deskmate."
Zhang Xuewei looked anxious and gently pushed Ye Hong's body: "Ahong, wake up quickly."
But Ye Hong didn't respond. At this time, he was immersed in the dream of the future.
"Teacher, look! This kid doesn't take you seriously at all!" Qin Long suddenly looked angry, "His behavior not only affects me, but also affects classmate Xuewei's study!"
"Eh?" Suddenly hearing her name being called, Zhang Xuewei looked up in confusion, "No, not really."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qin Long: "Teacher, I suggest that classmate Xuewei be transferred away from Ye Hong!"
This sentence immediately exposed Qin Long's intention, and several joking whistles suddenly sounded in the class.
Before that, Qin Long and Zhang Xuewei were secretly made into the "golden girls" of Class 18 by some people who had nothing to do but had enough to eat.
Now that I see Qin Long behaving like this, I can't help but understand.
"It seems that Qin Long and Zhang Xuewei are a better match."
"Nonsense, if Ye Hong was as handsome as Qin Long, I would have confessed to him long ago!"
Yang Daoshen's eyebrows furrowed deeper, and he coughed heavily to stop the noise in the classroom.
Then he came to Ye Hong's table and patted the table hard.
Qin Long on the side couldn't help but show an expression of success.
"Dong dong dong!"
The huge slapping sound made Ye Hong tremble all over, and he slowly opened his groggy eyes.
When he saw that it was his class teacher in front of him, he rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong, teacher, do you want me to do the questions?"
(End of chapter)