Class Teacher System

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At 10: 30 a.m., school buses drove to the Red Leaf Mountain 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 an exciting joy 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, Len Bamboo led a bunch of energetic kids in his class and started climbing. 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 occasional weak and delicate girls in the back. Of course, Zhang Dalong's father's friendship borrowed two bodyguards were one leading the team in front of the team, not letting the children in front run too fast, and the other in the end, not letting 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's a maple pavilion built right here, we can all bring our own dry food and lunch boxes. Everyone can sit in the pavilion and share the food together. I know 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! ”

Ning · Rich · Beautiful · Tasteful · Wise · Hoon: “…” felt the malice from all sides of heaven and earth!

The tone of this sentence is very gentle and can even be used to read some beautiful prose, but the remaining 42 students in the 68th class, including Lu Xiaofat, feel a great threat. Even a few timid children have reddened their orbits with grief and horror, presumably for the first time experiencing fear of being dominated by their homework. I have no idea what to do now.

Ren Bamboo nodded. “In that case...”

All the bear children stared nervously at Renbamboo. Fear that he will say ten beatings of his hand, their hands are white and tender, can't stand beatings! And watching the boss in the class cry like that bear, just look at it and you know it hurts to beat your hand with a ruler.

“Then you'll be fined to double your homework.” Len Bamboo opens his mouth and looks at the kids underneath: “Got a problem? ”

All bear children and non-bear children are relieved. If you don't punch your hands, write an assignment! Everyone looked at today's majestic class director with a joyful look for the rest of his life after the robbery and nodded wildly. The clever one even took out his homework and started writing. Though their writing is very ugly, as long as they can finish their homework, isn't it? Just don't get hit in the palm of your hand!

So, in the morning, in the first session of the language class, the entire class of 68 students were struggling with their books. And the study commissioner and class leader and Zhou Lai, the three children who wrote the homework, were called up by Bamboo to seriously ask their knowledge base, then Zhou Lai was asked in cold sweat, the class leader was asked silently, and the study commissioner was about to be asked to cry! Why do you feel like a fool in front of an incumbent teacher when she has after-school tutoring?!

Ren teacher sitting on the podium deeply sighed, the sound made the kids in the class madly write homework couldn't help but tremble. Everyone looked up carefully and saw the indifferent Demon King's face of the class director and language teacher.

“Look up and tell us about the learning plan that followed.” The class director's tone was quite calm. But the kids in the class already have a bad feeling.

“Though I'm not the old-fashioned teacher who pursues grades, if I take classes too poorly, it makes me look disgraceful, doesn't it? I think you're all twelve years old and you all know the importance of face.” Ren Zhu said, touching his bandaged head with his hand. “Yesterday, after I was beaten, I felt painful, and I could never be a particularly cowardly class manager. Otherwise, anyone could beat me up, so I'd rather just go home and sell sweet potatoes. It's about face and life. It's definitely not a small thing. So, from today on, our class is going to have a fresh start. ”

After Ren teacher said that, half of the bear children in the class turned to Luban Ban. Everyone has the same thoughts - if you hadn't beaten up your teacher yesterday, he wouldn't have suddenly become such a terrible king! And then everyone couldn't help but think that Luban Ban deserved to be beaten. He couldn't beat his teacher without a day! Even Luban himself began to regret yesterday's behavior. His palms hurt so much that his whole hand was swollen!

“I think we should fully develop our moral and physical beauty. In order for you all to have a better future and become the building blocks of society, I will then ask you forty-five one-on-one questions and then guide you according to your strengths and interests. Rest assured, since you are my student, I will be responsible for your future. Even if your parents don't care about you, I'll take care of you; even if your family doesn't have the money, I can support you to go to school; even if your father drinks at home every day and your mother plays mahjong every day, you can tell me that I will visit home and try to give you a good learning and living environment. I will use my best efforts to teach you the laws of man and the skills of survival, and you! ”

Renzhu looked at the younger and brighter young girls and suddenly raised her voice and said firmly and clearly: "Whatever you have learned, please be useful to this society, a kind and steadfast person. Only then, when you die, will you not feel vain or regret it. ”

The students in the class couldn't help but laugh when they heard the last word. How old are they? It's too early to die. And now every child feels proud to be the son of heaven. How can they possibly regret and be vain when their future is infinitely bright?

Ren Bamboo looked at their faces with a slight smile that he didn't think was obvious. The smile carried a certain amount of innocent drowning for the child, as well as complicated ridicule for the adult. So he actually loved being a teacher, and even when they were bears, they were cute and simple.

Ning Hun leaned against the door, looked at the man's head and smiled. Once again, he tightened his palms slightly. He stared closely at Ren Bamboo's side face and found it difficult to remove his eyes. As if from the moment this man stood on the podium, he seemed to suddenly become bright and attracted to all those who saw him unconsciously, watching him or speaking seriously or seriously, occasionally showing a sly or tolerant smile at the children.

Knock, knock, knock.

Ning Hun counted his heartbeat and found it a little subtle.

“Well, let's not talk about spending your lives in the future, but now to keep you from spending your lives in vain. Let's start with the homework. Tonight's homework begins by copying the first to third lessons four times. Come back in the morning to dictate. In addition, read the texts of lessons 1 to 3 three times, think about the topics after the class, and ask questions tomorrow. Do you know everything? ”

The kids nodded with impatience to know that they hadn't written much homework in six years, and now suddenly they're going to start writing homework. It's really not good to get used to it... Luckily the kids who can go to private school even bear family conditions are good, the family has a tutor and various counseling teachers, so even if they haven't written homework, they won't be anything. Even over the next three days, after learning about the children in their classes, they were surprised at what they knew and what their skills were.

But nowadays, you write your homework honestly. And just a hand-to-hand beating is not enough to make the Bear children of Class 68 completely honest. Everyone is waiting for school today or for class to leave. If Lu Banban calls his father and tells him that maybe tomorrow their class director will change. So, let's get it together today, and we'll talk about it tomorrow.

Luban Ban was also quite disappointed, and after the first language lesson, his fat body ran out of the classroom very flexibly, looking like there was something in his ass. It's like chasing him behind a strand, but everyone knows it's going to be a confession.

Ren Zhu retracted his gaze after a glance. He only has one language class today. He can go to the office to read books, write a curriculum or class 68 development plan at any other time. As a result, as soon as he turned around, Ren Zhu saw the glittering man who stood by the door and was just as tall as the door frame.

“… ugh.” Why is this guy still here?

Ning Hun finally waited until Ren Zhu turned around and saw his disgusting expression at first sight. He was almost not laughed at. “Are you wondering why I'm still here?” Ning Hun stared at the person who came to him and felt sure to teach him a lesson. “It's no wonder that the teacher in that lesson was so ambitious. The little fat man has already been beaten to tears. Although the little fat man openly slammed the teacher, isn't it inappropriate for him to behave like that? What age is it now? Corporal punishment is not necessary. Maybe this affects the image of our school. ”

Ren Bamboo noodles have no expression: “The teaching is not strict, the teacher is inert. It is the sadness of education if it is disenfranchised and deterred for the sake of image. ”

Ning Hun, as a visitor, thought he was quite agreeing with this, but he was now looking for trouble, so this tall handsome man was quite fortunate and happy shrugging, with a low voice: “That's a good word, unfortunately the leaders don't think so. So, Mr. Ren, are you ready to deal with this? ”

Teacher Ren revealed a delicate smile in Ning Hun's eyes: “I have a great experience with children with smart bears. ”

Ning Hun: “???? ”

“And all bears grow up as children. ”

Ning Hun: “…" seems to understand a bit. “Bears have a lot more power than bear children. ”

Teacher Ren continued smiling: “It's okay. Just a little more kung fu. Professor Ning's previous mentor must have been a very good and experienced teacher.” After that, Renzhu bypassed him and went straight to his office. Whatever happens next, it's not for the kids to see, so he needs to get back quickly and get ready.

Ning Hun stood still for a moment. I always thought that what Ren Bamboo said at the end had a special meaning. Um, what is it?