Let s talk about the amazing operation you have seen in the teacher s office.

That day was the second day after the second model exam, we got out of class because we were super familiar with the teachers of various subjects, so we went to their office to play, and after entering the teacher's office, we went to the English teacher as before to see her judge our second model paper, the exam used the answer sheet, but the school did not use the machine to judge, the teacher himself was pure. Something shocking is coming! As a result, I saw that she took a pair of extra-sharp iron hammers, put the answer sheet that she had done all the right and had been painted on the top, and below was a stack of students' answer sheets, according to her own answers, and pierced a pile of paper, so that there would be a hole in the correct multiple-choice option on each student's answer sheet, and then slowly began to cross the answers that the students did not have holes in the slightest, yes, the multiple-choice questions of more than 110 people in the two classes were judged in the afternoon.

At that time, we were shocked to watch. ‍‍

When I was in junior high school, I was caught by the teacher eating melon seeds in class, and there were five or six people who knocked them together. Caught in the office, both female. In the middle of the two offices, there is a corridor of transparent glass that connects with each other, so that anyone who passes by can see it.

Our homeroom teacher bought ten catties of melon seeds and said, "Don't you like to knock melon seeds, knock, knock here, don't go back to class if you can't finish knocking." She thought we would be thin-skinned and wouldn't really knock because in the hallway, there were no stools, we were all squatting, and then she left. A magical scene.

began to appear. Two teachers who had no classes in the office came over to ask for melon seeds. As the name goes, we'll help you knock it.

Don't forget to bring back the melon seed skin and help us pile up a hill. After a class, the head teacher came back and saw that ten catties of melon seeds had already turned into twenty catties of melon seed skin. A feeling of constipation appears on the face.

It was a sunny day, because I took a leave of absence from the previous test, and I went to the office to make up for the exam during my lunch break. As soon as I entered, it was quiet, maybe some teachers were preparing for class, and the sound of tapping on the keyboard crackled. I continued to write my questions in earnest.

When our teacher arrived at the office, I had just finished writing. Our teacher walked while bowing his head and playing with his phone. Me:

Teacher, I'm done. Teacher: "I'm done, come here, help me type, I'll change your paper first."

I just see that the teacher is fighting the glory of kings now!

Then I grabbed the teacher's mobile phone in horror, and the teacher used Xiao Qiao to die 8 times, and was scolded by his teammates for being a primary school student, and then I started to fight. Some male teachers came over and watched, and said, "Wow Axia (my teacher's name), your students are so amazing." "It would be nice if my students were half as good as your students, you see, this student can play games and get good grades."

That's it. A smile crept up the teacher's face.

This winter vacation back to my alma mater to see the teacher, I saw a saxophone on the teacher's desk, I asked the teacher if he was a student, he said no, it was his own, he came to blow it when he was interested, a 55-year-old man played the saxophone in the office, it was a magical operation.

In the second year of high school, I became the representative of the Chinese class again, and this time the Chinese teacher was my hometown, very kind, and always called me "Xiao Tang" in my hometown. He has a hobby that the whole school is known for, playing mahjong. And my mom also likes to play, so I play mahjong quite well.

When I was in high school, I had a half-day vacation every Sunday, but one day after the Chinese class, the Chinese teacher called me in front of me and said earnestly: Xiao Tang, let's go play a few mahjong. Then, I went to the office, opened the door and saw that all the Chinese teachers in the school were knocking melon seeds inside, and the goddess teacher was also inside, and the most important thing was that when she saw me, her expression on her face gradually stiffened.

Teacher, I was wrong, I shouldn't have appeared in front of you again, and then, I'm probably the only comrade in the whole school who has played mahjong with all the Chinese teachers.

In the third year of junior high school, in the first chemistry class, the chemistry teacher specially prepared several magical experiments in order to stimulate the students' curiosity. The teacher is holding a thin wire, so let's what is this? And then say that this will burn?

My classmates said no, and then the chemistry teacher said I could make it burn. Then the chemistry teacher put the wire red into a bottle, and the time to witness the miracle has arrived! The iron mountain really burned, making a crackling sound, and the students were stupid one by one!

When I went to the teacher's office to hand in my homework, I saw the teacher wearing an ugly duckling mask and correcting my homework, I covered my face and smiled after leaving, dozens of years old teachers still have this hobby, naivety has nothing to do with age.

When I was in junior high school, I began to use the machine-readable card for the exam, and I usually used the test, once I went to the teacher's office, and saw that the English teacher was holding a machine-readable card with the correct answer hollowed out, and then it coincided with the machine-readable card made by the classmates.

My cute math veteran class in my forties and my lovely politics teacher in my mid-fifties, all male. The two of them broke away from the low-level interests and began to cook and eat in the office. My Chinese teacher, my English teacher, and the homeroom teacher of another class.

All girls are around 40. Amazed at their socialist behavior, my dear old class brought a small rice cooker to cook dates to eat. Over and over.

In my first year of high school, I was in a key class, and a female teacher taught me Chinese, this female teacher was deeply loved by the teachers and students of the whole school, she was beautiful, and she was full of goddesses, and I have always liked her very much. I always regretted that day I chose to turn in my homework after dinner, and then I saw the goddess shaving her legs with a satisfied face, and my facial features were probably distorted at that moment. Then, I had a secret in common with this female teacher, and I quit the key class in my freshman year of high school, and I still remember the meaningful look of the goddess at the end.

The head teacher, drinking a little wine at night, sat on the podium with his head on his shoulders, slept fragrantly and snored, and couldn't hear the class bell. So far, there have been four times. One of the evening self-study was still asleep.,I was going to leave him alone.,Think about it, send the class leader to call him up.,The other students are watching at the door.,That feeling is really。。。

The key is also Osaiban's.

One day in the sixth grade of primary school, I went to the math office at noon to call for homework, and several math teachers ate hot pot in the office, and the most strange thing was that one of the teachers also beckoned me: come, classmate, eat two bites.

There are several pots of tea on the head teacher's desk. The kind of big pot, Tieguanyin, Da Hong Pao, and a black one, with several teacups next to it. It's super healthy.

When I was in junior high school, the Chinese teacher who went to hand in my homework was eating a lollipop and correcting my homework, and when he saw me, he put a bubble gum in my pocket and asked me not to talk about it!

In the office, the three homeroom teachers eat hot pot together with the rice cooker The dog in the third year of high school wants to cry, and the whole thing is a taste

I saw the teacher burn a blank answer sheet with incense