Chapter 124

Near the end of the term, all students with high school logo, regardless of grade, have a sense of anxiety. They want to spend 24 hours a day reading and studying, hoping to get a good score in the semester results.

This year's senior two group has attracted much attention.

As Qin Qing expected, the rivalry between Class 7 and class 3 soon spread throughout the school. The two classes evolved from the sarcasm at the beginning to the secret rivalry later. The extracurricular activities of the two classes decreased sharply, and every passing student could feel depressed and tense from the closed teacher's door.

Among them, the Shura field belonging to class 7 has the strongest breath, but this time it is not the teacher who is teased, but the learning scum who suffer.

"Zhao Dahui, you answer this question. The basic function analysis was taught yesterday." the Mediterranean head teacher turned over the roster and carefully considered it again, and then ordered a lucky man to come out.

"Yes." Zhao Dahui, who always knew only how to sleep in class, got up, stared and walked seriously to the podium. His broad bear paws held chalk and carefully wrote down the answer on the blackboard.

"Dahui, the problem is not difficult. Your steps are right, but be careful." the head teacher couldn't help but remind him. He glanced at a corner with the rest of his eyes, his tone is comparable to that of his own son.

"Yes, sir." Zhao Dahui gave instructions one by one, showing great respect for teachers. After falling the last number heavily, he turned back and stood at attention. "I've finished writing, please check it."

"Er..." the head teacher looked at the answer, choked up in his throat, and looked at him with compassion.

Without announcing the result, a chuckle came from the corner beside the stage. The sound line was clear and pleasant, but I couldn't hear half a pleasant color, "Oh."

Zhao Dahui, who was clubbed on the podium, became stiff and sweated when he brushed the floor on his forehead.

"The new content of yesterday morning was reviewed twice after school in the afternoon." the teenager sitting on the edge of the podium with a stack of test papers in his hand was just glancing up and ready to express the review time. Finally, he put his pen on the paper, raised his eyebrows and said faintly, "the fourth time is wrong. Go to the back row to get the punishment."

Her tone was not high, even a little lazy in the afternoon, but the momentum contained therein could not be resisted.

Zhao Dahui's shoes, known as the second carrying handle of class 7, were as gray as death at this time. He had to walk silently to the open space behind the classroom, put his hands on the wall and began to do handstands. When he counted from his left hand, he could see that more than a dozen feet were upside down on the wall, just as spectacular as upside down.

The head teacher saw that some girls' faces were congested and flushed. He couldn't bear to say, "well, classmate song, these questions may be that the teacher didn't speak clearly enough. It's better to let them go back to their seats first. If it goes on like this, the school leaders should say that I have corporal punishment in private."

Since the beginning of the month, teenagers have played the role of tutors. Even the seats in class have become face-to-face with the whole class. Once they can't answer the questions, they will be fined handstand for a class. The space behind almost every class is full.

Even if he hates iron and steel, he still loves these students who have been punished again and again.

However, it is clear that the power to preside over the overall situation is not in his hands.

"Teacher, please relax. This is their voluntary and spontaneous behavior. Listening to the class upside down can also prevent them from dozing off and keep their heads clear." Qin Qing closed the corrected test paper, nodded slightly and gave an explanation with a smile. The reason is enough to be impeccable. Finally, she didn't forget to look after the students in the last row. "If the position is not enough, you can stand upside down on the table."

"... that's enough, that's enough." the classmate who nearly spit out a mouthful of old blood quickly made his position and gritted his teeth and insisted: "teacher, it's good to stand upside down here, and the air below is very refreshing. I can even say four character idioms."

Seeing this group of people willing to fight and suffer, the head teacher can only shake his head and let them continue to be crazy.

However, in his private heart, he really admired the youth's means. He could not only correct the stubborn atmosphere of class 7, but also the effect of counseling and teaching was very significant. If this goes on, maybe at the end of the term, the score of class 7 can really compete with Class 3.

Qin Qing's use of thunder means and no one resists. It's all because of her hard work. For nearly half a month, she has been the last to leave the classroom every day. She has a hoarse throat in explaining the topics. During class time, she is also compiling examination papers to summarize the key points. In the eyes of a circle of pandas who get up early and get dark, she is also very thin.

In addition to such high-pressure tutoring, the ranking competition for the return of the emperor has gradually entered a white hot stage. The equal achievements of Bai Yiqing and the violinist have become the focus of attention of all parties this year. Even several famous universities have sent escort invitations to Qin Qing, hoping to win this mysterious gifted student at the first time.

And just as time has been squeezed to the critical moment of racing against time, things have happened overnight and at the same time with the charming casino.

One night and one day, it was held anonymously, reported tax fraud and was forced to stop its operation. The charm casino was invited to drink tea three times because of irregular business license procedures. The plan to expand to other places had to be suspended.

On Saturday night, the casino, which was supposed to be a sleepless city, was deserted. Only a few regular guests drank a little wine at the bar. They sat down for a while and got up and left.

There is no way to start the casino, for gamblers, there is no meaning to patronize.

When Qin Qing walked into the hall, zhengdala lay across the sofa. Nanxu, who was drinking, glanced and said, "Hey, I said boss Qin, you have too many enemies. Even I closed the door. The loss is not a small number."

At the beginning, she took a fancy to the profits of the casino and wanted to take part of the management right. Now she vomited out even with interest overnight.

The situation was really depressing, but Qin Qing had no time to sympathize with her. He went to the single sofa opposite and sat down. He opened the door and said, "who moved his hand?"

Nanxu originally wanted to sell off and set a benefit. Hearing the hard to hide fatigue in the girl's tone, he also rested his mind and directly pushed the document in the past. "The woman in the front is Qu Li, and the background is the upper level. I still can't find out."

Qu Li.

Hearing the speech, Qin Qinglong's eyebrows under the mask slightly frowned. He didn't even move the documents. He only vaguely replied, "well, I know this man. He has something to do with politics and commission."

Poof.

Nanxu, who had just put a mouthful of wine into his mouth, immediately sprayed. He didn't care to wipe his mouth and shouted, "what? Qin Qing, are you crazy?"