Class Teacher System

At the moment I heard the word "homework," Zhou Lai felt that in front of me, this otherwise reliable and gentle teacher instantly became the Great Demon King waving the teaching whip. His face was unnaturally twisted, and he thought he was going to put a sack in the back one by one for the guys in Luban Ban. What time did he have to write his homework?

Besides, did his teacher get hit in the head, when did the students in class 68 write their homework? The students in the class, led by Luban Ban, play a game every day with a tablet and form a squad. Except for the learning commissioner and the class leader, the rest of us come to play at all. Under the circumstances, did Ren ask him to write his homework today?

Zhou Lai's expression was weird, he had no idea what to say at this time, and Renzhu, standing opposite him and looking at his face, sounded eccentric. Though it had already been anticipated, in front of him, he was blatantly unaware of his homework, and the children of the 68th class, whether they were future psychopaths or not, should all be cleaned up.

Therefore, Ren Zhu again touched Zhou Lai's dog head with a particularly gentle and focused remark: "Give you ten bucks to go to dinner and then go back to work. Good boy.”

Zhou Lei looked at his class director in horror and couldn't help but say: “Are you out of your mind? ”

Ren Zhu smiled slowly, but no matter what Zhou Lai thought, he felt that the smile was particularly dangerous. “Listen to your teacher and get a little saffron. Go back.”

So Zhou Lai beat a shaky and unconscious turn around and go home honestly. Until he returned to his empty home, he returned to his senses, and a few green faces revealed a tangled expression. He was wondering whether he wanted to write his homework tonight? After a while, looking at the ten dollar note in his hand, Zhou Lai bit his teeth and went back to the house to write his homework.

What was your language assignment today? Oh, review the script in lesson 10. Write four times a script for two words. Tomorrow dictation.

Zhou Lai: “…” Do you really want to write so many assignments? Is he stupid?

Finally, the lights in Zhou Lei's study didn't go out until 11pm. The boy's dreams are frowned upon as if he had some terrible nightmare.

At this time, Renzhu, who had returned to his apartment, could not help but sigh at the rule of the 85-square-meter house. The life before him was a little too monotonous. The only reason to make him feel comfortable is because life is monotonous and unaccompanied, he still has a lot of bank deposits, it is true that the wages are higher than in public schools or private schools, in the future he should not have to worry about his own and quality.

While lying in bed, Ren Bamboo looked at the bear clap of his left hand and kept thinking, according to those messages in his mind today, the kid named Zhou Lai is most likely a perverted homicidal maniac. After all, he was bullied by Bear Fatty. Although he had not seen those bullies with his own eyes, even Bear Fatty dared to beat the teacher. That bullying is definitely not just a small action between ordinary children.

So after Zhou Lai was bullied and his mentality changed, the perverted newspaper became normal, but this idea became uncertain after he saw Zhou Lai this evening —— although the kid seemed a little gloomy and a little apathetic and a little independent, just to see that he was able to follow the hospital with his eyes after he was beaten, and would be proactively worried about him, Ren Bamboo could determine that the kid was still good in nature, and that he could grow into a good kid with more care and care.

Will a teenager like that grow up to be a perverted homicidal maniac? Ren Zhu wrinkled his eyebrows and flashed a little doubt in his elongated eyes. He could see that Zhou Lai's willpower was very good. If Zhou Lai was really a homicidal maniac, what the hell did he go through to become like that? For a while, Ren Zhu felt his brain ache. There are still too few clues. He thought that if the mission fails, he might as well live and die. Ren Teacher decided that he should have more information before talking about it.

Early the next morning, Ren Zhu arrived at the school in a shaky spirit. He was wearing a grey trench coat and the pen was quite elegant. Though his head was covered in white gauze and his left hand was wrapped like a bear's palm, the other teachers who met him were like new acquaintances.

Li Li was still the fastest responder, and she looked at Ren Zhu with some surprise: “Mr. Ren, you look really nice today. Nice outfit! ”

Ren Zhu raised his mouth and nodded somewhat shy: “Thank you very much.” Then check in with your fingerprints.

After he signed in, he turned around and left, but there was already a man standing behind him. The man also wore a trench coat. Obviously, the brand was more expensive and better than his own. The teacher left his mouth open and told himself that it was nothing. There was always a gap between rich and poor. But what made Ren Teacher feel depressed and sad was that this man's trench coat was more expensive than him, even his height was half higher than his head. He looked up slightly and Ren Teacher was in his heart. He said, "Who is it? It turns out it's this creep."

Ren Zhufei lowered his head quickly and was about to leave. He didn't make it.

“Are you a teacher? I'm Ning Hun, the new psychiatric tutor, and I might want to talk to you about your special psychiatric tutoring class of 68. ”

Ren Zhu really wanted to go straight away at this time, but IQ told him this was not possible. He nodded his head and waited beside him until Ning Hun pressed his fingerprints. The two walked towards the classroom one after the other.

Ning Hun followed Renbamboo and found the person in front interesting. He can already be sure that this person is definitely not as cowardly and introverted as the school rumors say. Just the kind of cheerful and comfortable gesture he had when he walked into the campus today, he can be sure that this is a fairly confident and even somewhat proud person.

Ah, he just happened to see Ren Bamboo walking into the school door, definitely not snooping around.

Ren Zhu walked in front of him and felt his back was about to be stared out of a hole. As a result, this made the teacher even more irritable when he wasn't feeling well. So, the moment Bamboo walked into class 68, the kind of "I'm so upset right now that you're all quiet as a chicken" breath that was emitting around him instantly deterred more than 40 teenage girls who were joking.

Almost instinctively, just gathered in a group of joking girls, all of whom shut their mouths and quickly returned to their seats to sit down, while the boys in the hugging game were hiding their tablets in the desk unexpectedly at the moment they saw the blackness, standing on the podium of any bamboo, as if they had been found stealing a chicken as a weasel, a coward and an ugly one.

On the last day of September, the head teacher stood on the podium and nodded slightly satisfied as the bear children in the class were quiet as chickens.

Then he said, "Well, check your homework before class. Take out your homework books. ”

…………………………

Nearly three minutes after a terrible silence, Luban, the head of a bear child who somehow concealed his tablet, fell into his book and stood up and yelled at heaven and earth, “Are you out of your mind? Who the hell are you? ”