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Zhan Wenli's sharp eyes were staring at them naked. She pushed her glasses and her voice was loud: "Ding Xian, you stand up." Why don't you wake him up. "Ding Xian felt angry in his heart, but he had to stand up with deep resentment." Where was I? You didn't say anything. Not to mention Ding Xian, sometimes he can really do two things at the same time. Zhan Wenli really didn't speak just now. But she did not dare to talk back, Zhan Wenli called her to say that she had seen her talking to Zhou Siyue, she wanted to quibble again, it is estimated that Zhan Wenli this class will not let her go. He just lowered his head and had an expression of admitting his mistake. Fortunately, Zhan Wenli did not embarrass her, reminded her to pay attention in class, and let her sit down. Ding Xian sat down with red ears and held out for a class in fear. After class, Zhan Wenli called Ding Xian to the office. The office is not big, seven or eight teachers crowded in one, Zhan Wenli's position in the innermost window position, Ding Xian went in, was several other teachers with expressionless glances, which made Ding Xian more embarrassed, hanging his head quietly behind Zhan Wenli. Zhan Wenli was wearing high-heeled shoes,Ceramic ferrule for stud welding, and the sound of her walking almost pierced the floor. She pulled out her chair and sat down. She glanced up at Ding Xian and said, "Are you from Yanping?" Ding Xian nodded. Zhan Wenli: "Your students in Yanping seem to be good at Chinese. Xu Ke in the last two years was also brought by me. He often got full marks in his composition." Ding Xian is a little confused about the meaning of this. Zhan Wenli: "I saw your Chinese score in the entrance examination. The total score is the first, and the composition is 48. It's pretty good. It seems that you have regressed a little this time. Are you affected by Zhou Siyue?" "No.." Without waiting for her to finish, Zhan Wenli took a sip of water and went on to say to herself: "These boys from the attached middle school are all of the same virtue. I don't think he has listened to a few classes carefully in Chinese class. His writing style is OK. This kind of student is difficult to manage. Don't learn from him badly." Zhan Wenli was the first teacher to show that she did not like Zhou Siyue in front of Ding Xian. All the teachers on this floor seem to show a very talented attitude towards Zhou Siyue, especially the math teacher, who always makes some difficult problems for Zhou Siyue to do in the office. Actually, he didn't. Ding Xian bit his lip and subconsciously wanted to help him explain,7g Ozone Generator, but he was afraid of being misunderstood by the teacher, so he changed the subject: "He is very good at math." Zhan Wenli raised her feet, dangled her high-heeled shoes on her feet, pressed the mouse with one hand, drank water with a cup in one hand, and turned to look at her when she heard the sound. "What I can really use in the future is Chinese, not math." Ding Xian stared at her in silence. Zhan Wenli didn't say much to her. She told her that there would be a composition contest for middle school students in the whole city at the end of this month. She asked her to prepare for it. "By the way, you can be the representative of Chinese class. You can come to my office one class in advance to collect homework. You can talk less with Zhou Siyue in class." “……” As soon as Ding Xian returned to the classroom and sat down, Zhou Siyue asked her, "What is Zhan Wenli looking for you for?" The students in the class like to call the teacher by his name in private. Can't you call someone Mr. Zhan politely? "I'm not casual." Ding Xian only heard it at that time, but later recalled that this sentence really touched her deeply. Zhan Wenli asked me to talk to you less in class. She sighed and made a regretful look: "I have to say, I can't imagine that there are teachers who don't like you." After hearing this, ceramic bobbin element ,ceramic bobbin heater, Zhou Siyue burst out laughing, "I'm not RMB, why should everyone like me?" But you are RMB in my eyes. "Aren't you sad?" Asked Ding Xian. "What are you sad about?" Master Zhou lowered his head to write the paper, and the broken hair in front of his forehead was flying like the smooth tip of a pen in his hand.
"If I knew Liu Jiang didn't like me, I would be very sad. In school, students should listen to the teacher carefully and be loved by the teacher." Only then did Zhou Siyue stop. He leaned back and his eyes fell on her for a long time. He bowed his head and smiled. He shook his head: "Who told you that students must be loved by teachers?" “……?” Are you here to study? Or come to woo? “……” "Students and teachers are equal, respect is mutual, the same, I prefer mathematics, do not like Chinese, Zhan Wenli does not like me, this is not very normal?"? If Zhan Wenli still likes me like this, shouldn't I feel creepy? Yes, yes, yes, you're right. All objects are relative. When we make a choice, we abandon the other side of the choice. The balance of interests will be broken. There is no best of both worlds in this world. For example, if you want to live, you have to eat, right? That means you're going to be fat. Ding Xian didn't understand the first half of the sentence, but the second half. "Who are you calling fat?" Zhou Siyue smiled lightly: "I didn't say anything about you. I'll give you an analogy. What are you excited about?" Ding Xian stared at him, smiled faintly, picked up the Chinese book on the table with lightning speed, and hit him. Zhou Siyue reached out his hand to block it, caught it with his backhand, and laughed and scolded: "It's against you." "Ding Xian." Suddenly a word came from the door. Both of them stopped at the same time, smiled together, and looked at the door, where you were standing with a smile. Outside the classroom, the wind is strong, especially the skirt that can cover the root of the thigh, which is lighter than a butterfly. Ding Xian sighed in his heart and got up to go out. You Keke pulled her to the top of the stairs and whispered, "Would you like to have lunch together?" Originally thought that after a National Day, this matter is estimated to be forgotten, did not expect that you Keke still remember, still in the first day of school came to her. You Keke shook her arm, and the big waves on her chest swung and swung, which made her head hurt. Alright At lunch time, You Keke was already waiting at the door. Girls with beautiful appearance and good figure are always easy to attract the attention of boys,cordierite c520, and the students of Class 3 are no exception. After several boys, their eyes are rolling around on You Keke. As soon as Ding Xian went out, he was hugged by You Keke intimately and took her to the canteen. global-ceramics.com