What are the tacit understandings between you and your teachers?

The chemistry teacher used a beaker to make tea, and I used a beaker to cook tea eggs, which was the most tacit understanding between me and the teacher during the school days.

When I was in class, I could always make the teacher angry unexpectedly, and I was often punished for standing, and over time, as long as my teacher stared, I immediately stood outside.

When I was about to take the exam in high school, one day in a geography class, the teacher gave us a place name on it, and let us know the minerals from the local area below. After talking about a lot of places, the teacher suddenly asked, "What is produced in Jiangnan?"

The boys in the class shouted in unison: "Jiangnan beauty!" ”

I wanted to participate in the Mathematics Olympiad, so my math teacher helped me with tutoring, and when I encountered a difficult problem, we both solved it for a long time, and finally said the same answer in unison.

In a high math class, the teacher asked me, "Calculus is a very useful subject, what is our goal in learning calculus?" At that time, he was deserting, so he said loudly without thinking: "No tooth decay!" The class burst into laughter.

At the end of class that day, I knew with a look from my teacher, and I had to write down the names of the people who talked and slept in class.

I remember very clearly that in a Chinese class, I made trouble, my Chinese teacher called me out, I said don't move, I'll come by myself, the Chinese always said, how do you know I'm going to kick you?

Once, in order to let us memorize more ancient poems, the teacher said to us: "I used to be a student, I memorized ancient poems very well, and was admitted to the best Jiaochuan Academy in the province, do you know how much she ranks?" "We have long figured out the teacher's speaking routine, and said in unison:

Top 5 in the school. The teacher was dumbfounded. (I guess she guessed we'd say the top 50).

In the interest class, there is a question that the whole class thinks, and the teacher will let the teacher pick up the words, and whoever picks up the fastest will be whom. Teacher: Crayon.

Student: Xiaoxin. Teacher:

Antenna. Student: Baby.

The teacher suddenly had a whim: I am. The result was a chorus of the class: pigs.

Several times I thought of something, and the teacher just said something