Class Teacher System

Professor Ning wandered in front of the incumbent teacher, and was severely despised and whipped by the incumbent teacher. The best thing about the bus is that Ning-hoon can only smile at the teacher and not do anything else, so before the car gets to Red Leaf Mountain, there was no terrible tragedy.

At 10: 30 a.m., school buses drove to the Red Leaf Hill parking lot, where students each carried their own backpacks in small groups of four, carrying their ultra-light tents in chronological order. Almost every child's face was a joy of excitement that could not be concealed. It took Len Bamboo a while to quiet everyone down and listen to him explain some of the necessary rules and precautions.

After all this, Renbamboo started climbing with a bunch of energetic kids in his class. He and Ning Hun walked in the middle and could see the boys in front of them who couldn't help but rush to heaven, and could take care of the occasionally weak and delicate girls in the back. Of course, Zhang Dalong's father's friendship borrowed two bodyguards were one to lead the team in front of the team, not to let the children run too fast, and the other to end the team, not to let the children leave the team.

In the first two hours of climbing, class 68 climbed fairly well because of the terrible pressure from the incumbent teacher and the punishment of "writing a censorship a hundred times if you don't follow suit or rush forward”. After the kids split up into teams, they took pictures of each other, and from time to time they sent their parents a proud photo, and they got the praiseworthy response they were looking forward to, the climbing was even more exciting.

Then the sky began to leach and rain in autumn. The time points to 12: 30 p.m., and they have traveled a third of the way at an even speed.

“Well, there is a maple pavilion built, we can all bring our own dry food and lunch boxes. Everyone can sit in the pavilion and share the food together. I know that Luban Ban's mother made her sushi meal herself, all made with fresh salmon and shrimp, and it must taste good.” Ren Zhu smiled and betrayed Luban Ban. The latter was particularly rich in the face of my family. I ate very well. If you want to eat, come and please my expression. Even if he had saffron oil on his hands and face and bandages, that didn't affect his dessert.

Everyone laughed and a few of Luban's followers hurried off to prepare good food. After that, Ren Bamboo directly lit out the food prepared by at least five other children in the class, and shocked the five children directly up their heads:

“Teacher! How do you know what I do is barbecue? ”

“Old Ben! You told me about my pickled fish? When did you see my lunch box? ”

“Teacher Ren, I do bring red rib rice, but how do you know? ”

“And my sugar and vinegar ridge! ”

“My seafood egg fried rice came out? ”

Suddenly, the teenagers in the class looked at their class director in surprise and confusion. When they saw the class director cough gently, they laughed and said, "I can smell it. You were all close to me when you went up the mountain. ”

All the kids in the class suddenly opened their eyes, Lu Xiaofat was the first to stand up: “I don't believe you, Ben. You're so good! Smell it, and you can smell it? Must have been our parents telling you what they had in place, huh? ”

Lu Xiaofat's words resonated with everyone, even Zhou Lai looked at Ren Zhu with suspicious eyes.

Among all those present, Professor Ning, who believed that Ren teacher could smell food only with his nose, was the only one standing beside him to hold his shoulder and smile, but he watched Ren Bamboo sniff his nose slightly along the way. He just thought he was sniffing fresh air in the mountain forest, and as a result...

Professor Ning said he had come to the conclusion that "a teacher is a very nosy food”.

Ming Ming's face is serious and looks like Jun Mei Ling is also a totally unrounded type, but think about how this action is so cute?

Professor Ning was caught in his imagination, and the teacher over there had begun the "Sniff the Food” campaign with the eyes the whole class was looking forward to. Teacher Ren said that he only brought three packets of instant bread and one packet of ham sausage up the mountain, and he didn't bring anything good to eat, so he was going to eat the whole class. As long as he smelled the right box of food, he had to have a chopstick dish, so he was the biggest millionaire.

Kids' hip-hop laughs all indicate that they must attend the event, no one believes that their old class actually has such a sensitive nose, and that a strong, dark-skinned kid is there holding his dining box hey hey straight smile, his face is about to look good.

In the laughter of the class, Ren approached the strong Niu Zhuang classmate without having to smell the lunch box. He raised his eyebrows directly: “I can't believe you guys like stinky tofu, or the standard Wuhan stinky tofu. I thought you particularly liked red roast meat. Strong? ”

In a flash, all the students in the whole pavilion laughed and the cow grew strong and swollen: “I like to eat stinky tofu. What's wrong?! I can eat three bowls a meal!” Everyone laughed louder, then Bull was strong and said: “It must be my stinky tofu smell, I don't believe you can smell the other lunch boxes! ”

This phrase was a good way to divert people's goals, so a lot of children were racing to get their lunch boxes in front of the class director they were afraid of on weekdays, and the teacher was very dignified to make them sit in line and start sniffing lunch boxes one at a time.

“Well, wuhan duck neck, right? It tastes so spicy, you can eat it. ”

“Standard homemade egg fried rice, definitely a lot of eggs. And a little shallot. ”

“This is the taste of curry, curry chicken rice? Nice.”

“Oh, there's another red roast meat, but it smells a little sweet. ”

“Is this a fried fish chunk? There are other fried goods, remember to drink more water later, it's greasy. ”

“Serve soup doll dishes, girls should eat more meat, vegetarian is not enough. ”

“Hot dry noodles! Hey, the sesame sauce is thick! ”

In the ancient ancient kitchen, Ren teacher wears a light grey trench coat with a gentle smile on his face, walking in front of every child in his class, lowering his head and gently shrugging his nose, can immediately and accurately say what is in the lunch box held by the child. When he says the correct answer, the child in front of him opens his lunch box with a cheer and a smile, revealing perhaps delicious or simple dishes, and then lets the children in the rear look forward to the teacher's arrival. Even the autumn rain outside the pavilion brings a layer of chills that cannot resist the lively and cheerful atmosphere in the pavilion.

Two of the following security brothers had never seen such a teacher, and both had a surprising and incredible look. Soon, however, they were infected by the smiles and laughter of the children. Two nine-foot men looked at their serious faces and revealed a slightly less beautiful smile.

Ning Hun leaned on the red pillar of the pavilion and looked at the scene with a distorted head. Then he did not hesitate to pick up his phone and record the scene. He felt that such a scene would surely keep him in mind for a long time, and that he would be treated as a cure for some disgusting people after they had completed psychological counseling.

After the teacher successfully guessed everyone's box of rice and filled one of his large bowls from each child's lunch box, he turned around proudly as if the battle had won. He raised his eyebrows to Professor Ning, who was still happily recording:

“Did you bring dinner? You want me to smell it? Without it, if you say something nice, I'll split you a packet of noodles. ”

Professor Ning thinks it's not a bowl of rice now. Even if the person in front of him asks for a bowl of gold rice, he can pull it out without hesitation!

Finally, Professor Ning looked at herself in agony and bought a bowl of halogen noodles from the store, feeling that her brain had been beaten by a bowl of halogen noodles. Where's your pussy? Can your premium daily ingredients, French ingredients and even roasted duck packages show your wealth and my place?! You won't buy a bowl of halogenated noodles from a roadside stall until your brain is eaten by a dog!!

Ren stared quietly at the bowl, which was a yellow, sticky and unknown object, paused and did not hesitate to turn around: “My bowl is full. You're tall, eat more yourself. ”

The bear child who snuck up and watched quickly turned his head and snitched: “Oh, my God, Mr. Ning's meal is like a poop! ”