Chapter 7 (2/2)

The first class is history.

Mr. Sun, a history teacher in her thirties, has long hair, rimless glasses and a very gentle voice.

Mr. Sun took the textbook into the classroom, opened the textbook and teaching plan, looked up, saw Liu Qin in the corner, and asked curiously, ”the last row of students, are you new?”

Liu Qin stood up and said, ”Hello, Miss Sun. I'm not a new classmate. I've been in class 6, grade 2 in senior high school. My name is Liu Qin.”

Sun teacher is also stunned, holding glasses to see more, ”you are Liu Qin? Have you been in this class before? ”

”Yes.”

Mr. Sun nodded and muttered, ”is the sun coming out in the West today? But it's quite like a clean up. ” And then we went back to class.

Liu Qin read all the history textbooks he taught this semester last night, and recited the courses he taught in the last two days. Since he has chosen the Liberal Arts in his heart, he naturally has to start preparing.

Her goal is not the mid-term exam or the final exam, but the college entrance examination in two years.

Liu Qin raised her ears and looked at the textbook. She tried her best not to miss a single word. Some of the knowledge points were dictated by the history teacher but could not be found in the textbook. She quickly wrote them down in the book, and even indicated that they were mentioned casually by the teacher in the first class.

Suddenly, Mr. Sun put down his book, ”Liu Qin, stand up and answer the question.”

Liu Qin, who is burying himself in recording, is surprised. He quickly puts down his pen and stands up, ”here.”

”To answer, the characteristics of the political system of the Shang Dynasty.”

Seeing that Liu Qin was asked a question, the students all looked at him. Some were curious, some were gloating, some were ready to watch a good play, and another male student whistled directly, which caused a roar of laughter.

Mr. Sun knocked hard on the blackboard with the eraser, ”who whistled? Stand up for me

After a while, a boy named Yin Qiang stood up lazily, ”teacher, just took a breath, accidentally blew it out.”

Mr. Sun sighed, ”you are students, not ruffians. What are you whistling? This kind of state, is it to meet the college entrance examination

Suddenly, there was an arrogant female voice in the corner, ”Mr. Sun, this is wrong. What's wrong with the local ruffians? Local ruffians and hooligans are also a profession. The old people in xiangyigang still make movies. There is no distinction between the high and the low. It is possible that being a teacher is not as good as being a hooligan. ”

The class was silent, because the speaker was LAN Yuqi.

LAN Yuqi is the famous eldest sister of the second high school in Jinxian county. If she is just a little girl, the background of LAN's family is very complicated. Even local officials dare not easily provoke her. According to the conditions of LAN Yuqi's family, she should have gone to the first high school or the experimental high school. The two high school principals tried their best to keep her in the second high school, He sent away a big Buddha that was not easy to provoke.

Mr. Sun turned pale and didn't know what to answer.

If you talk too much, I'm afraid it will provoke LAN Yuqi; But if I don't speak, I feel that I can't come down.

Just as sun hesitated, he heard a quiet female voice, ”first, the alliance of foreign and domestic clothing centered on the Shang tribe; Secondly, it is full of theocracy; Third, the king of Shang had limited control over the subsidiary states. ”

It's Liu Qin.

Liu Qin's voice is very pleasant, and her Mandarin is very good. Her answers are fluent. It seems like a kind of enjoyment to listen to her answers.

But it doesn't matter whether you enjoy it or not. What's important is to solve Mr. Sun's urgent problem.

Sun teacher also had a step, secretly relieved, ”good answer, sit down.” Then he took a look at Yin Qiang, ”Yin, please sit down. Don't breathe in next time.”

Liu Qin and Yin Qiang sat down at the same time, and Mr. Sun continued his lecture.

Surrounded by a group of ruffian classmates, Lan Yu Qi tilts his eyes and stares at Liu Qin who takes notes coldly. Finally, he gives a cold hum.