Reborn Xueba, she is beautiful and sassy

Hao Xin smiled coldly: "Dong Xin, I took the trouble to tell you this, just to let you understand that if you want people to talk to you properly, you must first control your mouth, otherwise don't blame others! Neither do I.

I can’t talk to you properly, but I really can’t say anything nice.”

Hao Xin wanted to continue to teach Dong Xin a long lesson, but the school bell rang, and he could only give a final warning: "Finally, let me remind you, don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to.

Listen, don’t think about things you shouldn’t think about. Just go ahead and do what you need to do. If you have nothing to do, stop chewing on other people’s words. I have a whole load of words for you.”

After saying that, she walked towards her seat. She put her hands casually in her coat pockets, and her face was cold and cold that could not be ignored.

Qian Yunhe stuffed a large handful of melon seeds into his mouth and praised in a unclear voice: "Oh, Xinjie, donkeys are too cool, right?"

Hao Xin felt that her deskmate was really weird, so she helplessly raised her forehead and said, "Fat Qian, please swallow what's in your mouth before you speak."

"Oh, Xinjie, why do you think my nickname is Qian Xiaopang?" Qian Yunhe then said, "But, Xinjie, my mouth can do two things at the same time, so it won't be a problem."

Hao Xin was speechless and simply stopped talking nonsense to him and shut his mouth.

The second period was Chinese class. The Chinese teacher of Class 3 was a male teacher who graduated from a first-class university and was very conceited. As soon as he walked into the classroom, he first saw Hao Xin, who was very eye-catching in the crowd. He couldn't help but frown.

He asked kindly: "Are you Hao Xin, the problem student who was transferred from class one?"

Hao Xin didn’t know when he became a problem student?!

But he was a teacher, so he had to save face for him, so he just replied: "Teacher, I am Hao Xin."

The Chinese teacher put his hands on both sides of the podium table and looked at her sharply: "Haha, you can do it, you are missing the Chinese exam! How much do you have an opinion on Chinese? Unfortunately, my class does not welcome students like you.

Please get out!"

Hao Xin really didn't expect that the Chinese teacher would be so tricky, and he felt a little embarrassed for a while.

It seems that the monk she became was not very good at reciting sutras. The three classes prepared so many "meeting gifts" for her!

The first day I came to report to Class 3, it was really not an ordinary start at a bad start.

From being talked about by classmates in the morning, to being tested by the class teacher in every possible way, and then being provoked again and again by Dong Xin, it was only the second class and he was kicked out by the Chinese teacher?

The person in front of her was a teacher. She could yell at Dong Xin, but she couldn't yell at him. She had to hold back her anger and try to defend herself: "Teacher, I think you may have misunderstood. I have no objection to Chinese. I am absent from the exam."

It's an accident. If you are willing to give me a chance, I will definitely give you a beautiful answer."

The Chinese teacher smiled disdainfully: "What? It's great to study well? There are many students in our third class who are good at studying. For example, Yan Ling, our classmate, is among the top five in the whole grade in this Chinese test."

Yan Ling is a typical liberal arts student. She is particularly outstanding in Chinese. She was one of the best in Chinese when she was in No. 6 Middle School. She performed even better this time and was directly ranked fifth in the Chinese grade.

Hao Xin really doubted whether he was a Chinese teacher or not. His ability to understand was second to none!

She just said she wanted to prove that she had no problem with Chinese. How could it be misinterpreted as showing off her good grades?

"Teacher, I really don't mean that, or you can say, how can I prove that I really have no objection to Chinese."

Hao Xin really wanted to leave the classroom like this. She really didn't like this teacher, but after all, she only came to Class 3, so the impact of this was too great. Others would really think that she had thoughts about Class 3, so she had to endure it.

The Chinese teacher looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, as if thinking about how to embarrass her, and then spoke: "Do you know my last name?"

This was Hao Xin's first time meeting this teacher. She only knew the teachers in Class 1 and had not paid attention to the other teachers.

Hao Xin said bluntly: "I don't know."

The Chinese teacher wrote his name "Qi Rui" vigorously on the blackboard.

His calligraphy is not lacking in strength, and his talent is not exaggerated. Whether it is brushwork, structure or composition, it can be seen that it is not clumsy, and he must have put in a lot of effort. It is a pity that his writing is like the person, arrogant and unruly, and loses his grace.

After writing two words, he threw the chalk into the box. The chalk first hit the edge of the box and then fell into the box. After confirming that the chalk was thrown into the box, he patted the chalk on his hand and chuckled: "

Tell me?"

Qi Rui's smile was a bit arrogant, but also concealed a bit of showing off, as if he had a lot of names.

Hao Xin saw all this and did not expose him. He just said: "Teacher, can you come to the front?"

Qi Rui waved his hand, moved away from the podium, and said "whatever" coolly.

Hao Xin stepped forward, marked the pinyin on the two characters, and then began to talk: "These two characters are pronounced Qi Rui (qi rui), and the surname Qi comes from the compound surname Ji Guan."

Then she wrote the word "丶官" on the blackboard and marked it in pinyin.

"According to "The Origin of Surnames", 'Qi' is the same as ji (ji), after the person in charge of the hairpin official', which means that Qi is the same as 'Qi' in ancient times, also known as 'ji'. Jiguan was originally an official name, which means the person in charge in ancient times.

The official surname Qi Guan was given by the descendants of the ancient Hair Li officials to commemorate their ancestors. Later, during the surname change movement after Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne in the Ming Dynasty, the compound surname Qi Guan was changed to the single surname Qi..."

As Hao Xin introduced it, he wrote on the blackboard the words "Qi and the hairpin are the same, after the hairpin official", "Qi", and "hairpin ceremony".

Her calligraphy is full of personality, gentle but not soft, with strength in it, and every stroke is just right. In comparison, it is more distinctive and more pleasing to the eye than Qi Rui's calligraphy, and there is no fault in it.

"Teacher Qi, are you satisfied with what I said?" Hao Xin followed Qi Rui's action just now and threw the chalk into the pencil box. The chalk drew a parabola in the air and landed accurately in the center of the box. His movements were clean and neat.

, natural and casual, there is no element of deliberately trying to be cool, but he looks even more handsome.

Qi Rui's face stiffened slightly. He originally wanted to give Hao Xin a showdown, but unexpectedly, she went above and beyond. Not only did she explain the origin, origin, and evolution of his surname clearly, but she even expanded on the stories of people related to this surname in history.

, lively and interesting, which made the students below listen with gusto.

"It's not bad." Qi Rui praised reluctantly, and then added: "But this doesn't prove that you have no objection to Chinese."

Damn! Is he a human?

A teacher who is still a role model for others, could he be any more shameless?!

But it cannot be denied that he is a Chinese teacher and he is so articulate!

"What do you want, Teacher Qi?" Hao Xin asked directly. Instead of playing a word game with him, it would be easier to point it out.

Qi Rui thought for a while and chuckled: "How about this? Just use your test scores to prove it. Don't enter my class again until your Chinese score does not exceed Yan Ling's."