"Thank you teacher!"

A promising future, more than ten million words of encouragement, truly inspired everyone to express their gratitude to Wen Meiyu.

"You're welcome. Reading is your duty, and teaching you to read is my job."

Smile as bright as a mountain flower!

"Students, I suggest that everyone say a word to the class teacher. It can be thank you, it can be emotion, or it can be something from the bottom of your heart. How about it?"

Zhen Naifei captured everyone's emotions very well and suggested enthusiastically.

"This is a good suggestion, I agree."

"What the monitor said is great. You can say things you don't dare to say now. I think today is the safest. Teacher Wen won't punish us, right?"

In tandem, Li Ziyuan, a good deskmate, and Ma Yiming, a flattery, all cheered and applauded Zhen Naifei's suggestion.

When there is excitement, it is difficult to control passion.

Today was originally a day of emotional outbursts and complete venting.

"I want to say."

"I want to say it too!"

…

As long as someone makes a suggestion, it will be reconsidered. The fight for meat in the wet market cannot be as lively as this.

"Students, classmates, please be quiet and listen to me." In the end, Wen Meiyu needed to come out to control the situation. She pressed down with her empty hands and patted her palms lightly: "Students, it's too much to say to me alone."

It's boring. I'm worried that after the person in front has finished speaking, the people behind will rack their brains and can't say a good word, which will be embarrassing, right? So I suggest changing the suggestion just made by the monitor to everyone saying it to everyone. Okay.

It can be said to a certain classmate, to a few classmates, or even to the whole class."

Wen Meiyu's suggestion was naturally much richer than Zhen Naifei's suggestion, with a lot more options to choose from, and everyone's enthusiasm was a lot more.

Teachers are teachers. They must be good students for at least one day and be completely obedient for one day.

"Teacher Wen, I'll come first."

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll be the first to raise my hand."

"Follow your student number!"

"Why didn't you say it would be based on academic performance?"

…

This time it is no longer a vegetable market, it is as interactive as a small theater.

"Everyone, stop arguing. I will roll your name. Everyone raises their hands and I will roll your name. Whoever is called will speak first."

Hurrah, everyone except Gao Mu raised their hands.

"Gao Mu, tell me!"

In an instant, her face changed, the rules changed, and Wen Meiyu directly named Gao Mu.

"Teacher, I didn't raise my hand?"

Gao Mu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Just because you didn't raise your hand and everyone else raised their hands, I can't tell who is the fastest, but I can guarantee that you are the slowest."

After battling wits and courage with students for so many years, the Wen Meiyu standing on the podium is different from the Wen Meiyu standing under the podium.

Well, there's no way to refute it. She said who raised his hand to point to whom, but she didn't say who raised his hand to point faster?

This ability to bury the pit seems to be waiting for Gao Mu. Since he didn't raise his hand, he would naturally be the last one to raise his hand. Otherwise, he would isolate himself and show that he has nothing to say to everyone.

"Stick, hurry up, a grown man is so coy, hurry up and say it."

Ma Yiming took back his raised hand and gave Gao Mu a hard tug. His brother was so good at him that he won the first place even if he didn't fight for it.

If he had known that he would come out on top if he didn't raise his hand, he wouldn't have raised his hand.

Hey!

Gao Mu, who was turned over by the teacher, had to stand up: "It's a bit abrupt to be called out. I haven't thought about what to say specifically. Let me sing a song for everyone. The lyrics can basically represent what I mean. Okay.

My classmates can sing together!”

I'm afraid I won't have a chance to say goodbye to you

Because I might never see you again

Tomorrow I will leave the familiar place with you

If we want to separate, my tears will fall.

I will remember your face

I will cherish the thoughts you give me

…

A song by Gao Mu

When he was almost done singing, he realized that except for a few people who were playing the rhythm together, no one was singing with him at all.

Suddenly I realized, this song hasn’t been released yet?

Moreover, the resonance seemed to be a little worse. He couldn't sing the sadness of parting by himself, so he had to give up.

"Thanks to Gao Mu for bringing the song, but it can be seen from everyone's reaction that no one has heard it, and it doesn't matter that the teacher has not heard it either."

Wen Meiyu took the lead in applauding. There were many songs that she had never heard before, so there was nothing to make a fuss about.

"Gang, why haven't I heard this song before? Give me a chance to scare you to death. It's pretty good."

Ma Yiming touched his MP3 player and thought about it for a long time. He was 10,000% sure that he didn't own this song.

"We'll talk about it when we have a chance." Gao Mu interrupted: "Didn't you see that everyone is rushing to talk? Why don't you raise your hand?"

"Didn't you just call on the teacher without raising your hand? I'll try your trick too."

Ma Yiming hid his hands in his trouser pockets and waited for Wen Meiyu to call her name.

"You are not a horse or a cow, you are a pig." Gao Mu didn't know how to save Ma Yiming's IQ: "Can this have the same effect? ​​Just wait and see when your turn comes."

Facts have proved that Gao Mu was right again. Even after everyone in the class had swung the ball, it was not Ma Yiming's turn.

"Okay, classmates are saying a lot. Even after graduation, everyone should remember this wonderful life. This is the green mark of your life. It may be the best time of your life. Is there anything else to say?

A classmate?”

Under Gao Mu's disgusted eyes, Ma Yiming went overboard like an aggrieved little lady: "Teacher Wen, I haven't said anything yet."

"Then we will invite classmate Ma Yiming to give you the final speech. Please give us a concluding speech. Please encourage us!"

Wen Meiyu took the lead in applauding and gave Ma Yiming an assignment that was impossible for him to complete.

"Oh oh oh oh..."

"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."

Heckling is something that everyone is good at, whether they have good relationships or bad relationships, the front line at this time must be unified.

"Stick, what should I do? What should I say?"

Ma Yiming panicked and asked him to summarize his speech. Wouldn't this cost his horse's life?

"I'm not asking you to hold a meeting to summarize, but you still take it seriously? Just say what you want, just say a few words from your heart." Gao Mu lightly kicked him: "Hurry up, I'm afraid.

We’ve all sung, but you can’t even say a few nice words? If not, you can find a female classmate to confess your love to me.”

Just watching the excitement, who thinks it’s a big deal?

"Are you still a brother? It's okay if you don't help me at this time, but you still want to harm me."

Ma Yiming kicked back angrily.

"Classmate Ma Yiming, what's wrong with you? Did it take so long to brew?"

Ma Yiming sat in his seat, turning his head to talk to Gao Mu. Wen Meiyu could only urge him again.

"Teacher, I want to ask you a question. When you wear a cheongsam today, do you want to symbolize victory and to instruct us to have success and victory?"

Being forced to panic, Ma Yiming's mind suddenly went blank and he couldn't remember a single word of the questions he had thought about before.

The only thing I can think of is Gao Mu's previous analysis and evaluation of Wen Meiyu's cheongsam.

"Hey, it's a victory at the beginning. What you said is quite interesting. It's really well said. It's a victory at the beginning. This is the best summary of today."

Wen Meiyu wore a cheongsam today simply because she wanted to give everyone a different feeling. She was actually a cheongsam lover when she was studying. Today is the last opportunity to encourage everyone, in order to make it easier for everyone

She was in a good mood to welcome the college entrance examination the day after tomorrow, so she specially wore her treasured cheongsam to the classroom.

However, the victory is a good one.

"Teacher Wen, I also heard that the wider and higher the sides of a cheongsam are, the higher the probability of victory."

Ma Yiming became more courageous and did not think too much, but he was praised by the teacher in public.
To be continued...