Class Teacher System

If you see a burglar, don't rush, you'll see a new text one day!

But what made Teacher Meng feel desperate was that there were only six secrets she had been told by the class director that she couldn't help but hurt her balls: "Feel them with love. ”

Teacher Meng: “…” If I can touch them with love, what am I looking for you for? I've been with Class 68 for 4 years. If I could feel them with love, wouldn't I have already?!

Unfortunately, Ren Zhu Ren really felt that he was really listening to the bear child with love, and didn't feel that he had made himself victorious with the smell of the Great Demon King. Evidence is that every time he goes to work, he sees a cute smile on his face racing that little friend one at a time.

On October 17, Ren Zhu completed a lively and interesting language lesson, summing up in the laughter: "Okay, if you don't want to be as stupid as the businessman in the article, you need to learn a little more. You got any more money at home? What good are your parents? It's not yours, is it? ”

The students in the class answered yes and look at Lu Xiao Fat, Lu Ban turned a white eye in disgust, you are just jealous that I have money and appearance!

Ren Bamboo raised his hand again, and after being quiet in class, he said: “A lot of teachers have been praising you in front of me lately, saying that you are positive and cute and smart, well, although I think you have room for progress, but, you know, rewards are always needed. So, I decided to take you climbing this Saturday, and in order for you to show your intelligence and intelligence, all your baggage needs to be sorted out and carried by yourselves, and then our whole class will compare, and whoever is most considerate can be our life councillor. ”

Bear children in class 68 are excited to hear this news a little silly. God knows how hard they have been lately. Since the defeat of Lu and his Education Bureau father in front of the class director, all bear children have been a lot more honest. However, he still has a cultivation habit of not wanting to write homework and talk in class. As a result, none of the class directors missed a beating in the palm of his hand and do not leave without completing their homework. The scariest one is that one of Lu Ban's big and Changlong classes just didn't want to write homework. Finally, he didn't finish his classwork. Then he wrote from school until 12: 00 p.m., and his parents and the teacher were said to accompany him to 12: 00...

The next day, when Lu Xiaofat told the whole class about this as a big gossip, the whole class students' assessment of the horror of their class director rose to a level again, think about it! A class director who dares to beat the bear child Wang's hand, accompany the child to write his homework until 12 o'clock, and hold on to the pressure of his parents is not to let anyone go until the end is all right! The sadness in the hearts of the bear children is already in the river.

And in the parent chat group where classes 68 had already been set up, which parents didn't use very much, parents were going to cry over this change. Though there are still a few parents who are too strict about the class director, they are soon returned by other parents: it has been six years of relaxation! The last year. Come on. What's wrong? And the kids have become obviously honest and polite these past few days! Had it not been for Ren's insistence, they would have been excited to get a big red envelope!

So, the vibe of Class 68 can be said to be more and more harmonious and friendly. Even Lu Xiaofat, who wanted to bully Zhou Lai every day, had not actively attacked Zhou Lai as a poor ghost for many days under the guidance of the class director.

Zhou Lai thought it was amazing how comfortable this half of the month was. Not only did Lu Ban stop bullying him, but he even discovered that his classmates had begun to be friendly with him. This made Zhou Lai rarely hesitate to prepare for a broken jar. He had intended to go with a foreign school brother he knew to mix society, but now he feels and hopes that he can continue to go to school.

On the day after school, Zhou Lai walked home alone, thinking about what to bring on the day after tomorrow's outing. Unlike others, others must have parents and relatives as staff officers, but his parents were all in jail. Although he was not short of money, no one would tell him how to take the outing to the mountain.

“Well, finish your homework tonight and check it out on the computer. I can't be the brainless one anyway.” Zhou Lei spoke to himself with a little laughter, and then he saw several teenagers in front of the aisle, stopping.

“Ha! Does your boy look like he's having a good day?” One of those teenagers led a strange way of yellow hair and yin and yang.

Zhou Lai wanted to quickly turn around and leave, but was already surrounded by people. He instantly cooled his face, before that faint smile disappeared and replaced it with a gloomy and sharp one. “What do you want? ”

Huang Mao Dong Hou hey hey: “We didn't want to do anything ~ we're all classmates, we should help each other, unite and love each other, right? My brothers have been tight lately. I just want to borrow some money from you. It's not much. Maybe three or five grand. ”

Zhou Lai shook his fists and opened his mouth. Three or five grand? Three thousand dollars is his living expenses for three months. And what these people are saying is that the loan will never be repaid. He has already been forcibly robbed of more than 2,000 dollars, and this time he cannot be robbed again. Otherwise, he might be hungry for a long time.

“I don't have any money. ”

Dong Hao and the five teenagers behind him all laughed. "What are you nervous about if you don't have the money? I heard you guys are going out on Saturdays. You can't lend us money for a trip? Brothers, go!”

Obviously, these people were going to rob them from the beginning. Zhou Lai watched them move and knew he couldn't run away. He rushed up as soon as he bit his teeth. Anyway, he only brought 200 bucks today. The big deal is he got beat up, he didn't get beat up!

Zhou Lai obviously had experience fighting, and one person lasted 10 minutes against the six people, but ten minutes later the advantage of the number of people appeared, and he was beaten wildly on the ground by the angry Dong Hou Six. Zhou Lai curled his body to protect his head, biting his teeth tightly and silently.

Just as Zhou Lai felt he might be seriously injured in the hospital, he suddenly heard a shout, and then it was as if someone was rushing up to help.

Zhou Lai listened carefully to the sound and thought he might have heard it, which is why he heard Lu Xiaofat's voice. However, after waiting three minutes, Zhou Lai's eyes widened incredibly when Lu Xiaofat was similarly beaten to the ground opposite him.

How dare this fat man help him? Are you out of your mind?

Lu Xiaofat is also upset at this moment, what exactly did he take wrong medicine to suddenly rush up to help this poor ghost?!

But anyway, he can't regret it now. The two men were crushed by six people, and Dong Thiu was obviously irritated, and the strength on his feet and hands became increasingly uncontrolled. Gradually, Zhou Lai and Lu Xiaofat both felt a little confused, and at the last moment when Zhou Lai closed his eyes, he heard another roar, and this time, Zhou Lai felt that he might have been saved.

“The teacher is here.” He whispered to Lu Xiaofat, whose face was full of tears.

Lu Xiao Fat opened his eyes violently, and then he saw the brave figure of their class director!

Pfft!

“Ah--! ”

[You triggered the class director's chalk head or other (board brick) skills: student Dong Thiu - 350 Health - 50 Intelligence. Due to less than half of the student's total health, the syncope effect is triggered directly!

This sudden change made the bear children of the highway robbery collectively snap, and they turned their heads and saw a young man standing not far away with his sleeves raised high and a brick in his hand with a cold face.

“Oh. Hit the bear kid. ”

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? ”

As a result, everyone in the class, including Professor Ning, who was holding his shoulder outside the door and watching the noise, saw a cold smile from the head of the class.

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: