Class Teacher System

If you see a burglar, don't be impatient, you'll see a new text in a day! Ren Zhu took another look at Song Feng: “Of course, if you make any mistakes or admit them in a timely manner, so that you can at least minimize the harm and problems, whether to others or to yourself, it is a good thing. ”

It's Song Feng's turn to blush.

After experiencing the joint lecture by the class director, the four boys developed a slightly subtle sense of alliance, and Len Bamboo smiled and asked the four of them to form a team and cook their own meals, and then he would ask the two bodyguard uncles to help them build their tents. Luban Ban was happy this time, and he hugged Zhou Lai's shoulder: "Brother, I brought you tuna cans and beef jerky, please eat! ”

Zhou Lai was stiff for a moment at the moment when he reached out to Luban to hold his shoulder, but soon he adapted and nodded. Watching the four teenagers come together, the class director was in a good mood. However, he looked behind Luban Ban and Zhou Lai and was still somewhat worried.

“How complete is the task now? ”

Ren Zhu said something to himself, and then a transparent light screen appeared in front of him, which showed that the task had reached 50 percent completion. Ren Bamboo nodded, and it was true that this would have a childhood impact and paranoia on that perverted homicidal maniac, and now he can almost be sure that the perverted homicidal maniac could only be one of Luban Ban and Zhou Lei, and Zhou Lei's chances are even greater.

Because if he didn't intervene, things would most likely develop into Zhou Lai being wronged, then the whole class being squeezed out and then blatantly bullied by Lu Xiaofat. Now that we've reached 50 percent completion, the future of that perverted homicidal maniac should have changed a lot.

“What else could it be?” The teacher pressed his eyebrows, and he had to figure out a way to keep up until the end of high school. Otherwise, if he can't keep an eye on it for the next six years, his current efforts will be a shadow.

Ren Zhu was wondering how to follow the children of Class 68 to junior high school and high school. Professor Ning looked at the face in his pot.

Yeah, just a bunch. Twenty minutes ago, he was satisfied with his decision to show the class director that he was not a life idiot. After all, the next instant noodle was a simple matter. He had never eaten pork and had never seen a pig run? But now, Professor Ning thinks it makes perfect sense to specialize in art. He's not a professional star chef. Why would he cook? Cooking or something, just wait for the rest of your life.

So, when the teacher came out hungry to prepare his own dinner, what he saw was Professor Ning squatting on the ground with his umbrella. From the shadow of his back, it was terrible.

Ren Zhu: “…” I have a bad feeling.

“Where's the rice?” After walking over, Ren Bamboo asked directly, then glanced at the terrible pan and shut his mouth.

Ning Hun never felt so ashamed and incompetent. He hurried up and hit Ren Bamboo's head with an umbrella. The handsome face was a little unnatural: “Well, I'm not very professional. So, I'm going to lend you a little bit of the kids, and don't worry, one person is going to borrow a little bit of food, and I'm going to bring all their food over, and I can do it. ”

After saying this, Ning Hun was anxious to go outside, but was caught by Len Bamboo: “For the sake of your reluctance to accompany us up the mountain today, eat it. Anyway, it's just a bunch of noodles. Just eat it. Besides, I have ham sausage. ”

Ning Hun was very surprised that Len Bamboo would make such a gentle compromise. After all, for most of the previous month, this man had put his nose upright on him. Of course he knew the man was guarding him, but he didn't expect Renbamboo's guard to be so strong that he didn't trust him for half a month. But now, how did it suddenly get better?

Renzhu looked at the confused Ning psychologist and didn't explain: “Come on, let's eat. I'm tired for a day. I need to rest early.” Though he still cannot determine what the purpose of this person is, and is clearly an expert figure, he prefers to go to a private school to be a teacher, but from his previous subconscious rush to protect students, the inner colour of this person is at least not ugly.

Ning Hun stood there for a moment and finally shrugged his shoulder. He let Ren Bamboo hit his umbrella, then quickly put out the alcohol stove. After he had packed up, he walked to the tent with a small pot. "Go inside and eat. It's still raining outside. ”

And by this time, those two bodyguards had helped Luban quickly set up their tents, and even Luban Ban and his four of them had laid down spaghetti and beef jerky, opened various cans and entered the tent with compressed biscuits. The autumn breeze at night was slight, but it couldn't blow in that lovely, cozy tent.

Ren Zhu glanced around, didn't notice anything abnormal, looked up at the sky, no stars, just clouds, and went into the tent.

By the time he went in, Ning Hun had filled up the noodles in the pan. Ren Bamboo looked at the obviously more noodles in his bowl and laid a layer of ham sausage and salmon fillets. He was slightly stunned. He looked at the bowl in Ning Hun's hand and looked at nothing. It was pathetic.

“Come and eat, it's raining all day, eat some warm stomach while it's hot. I'll cook a few pots of brown sugar ginger soup with those two bodyguards outside for the kids to drink before going to bed, and there will never be a cold tomorrow. ”

When Ren Zhu heard this, he looked even more stunned. He only held up the bowl for half a day. “You brought a lot of ginger?” To be honest, he was just worried that the kids would catch a cold tomorrow, and this guy actually said he was going to cook ginger soup.

Professor Ning finally had a chance: “No, I brought two Chinese medicine bags, just in case it gets cold. How's it going? Isn't it great? ”

This is the third time Professor Ning has heard him complain today. On both previous occasions, he felt that he was mentally retarded. Now, Ren smiled: "Well, great. ”

Ning Hun looked up surprisingly slightly and saw the smiling eyes. At this moment, Ning Hun felt his heart beating, and suddenly wanted to kiss those gentle eyes. But he did.

Ning Hun lowered his head and picked up the noodles. His mouth was rising. He felt that his romantic idiotic symptoms could not improve. He is now like a hairy boy, and he realizes with great clarity that Renbamboo is not as cold or even as cold as he appears to be, which is a very gentle man. Well, although most of them were directed at his students.

“I can't eat so much meat and noodles.” Ning Hun was eating, and a bowl and a pair of chopsticks appeared in his gaze. He raised his head and Ren Bamboo drove a third of the meat and noodles into Ning Hun's bowl with chopsticks. Professor Ning, who has not enjoyed this treatment since he was six years old: "…” Although this seems a little unhygienic, he just feels super happy!

Ning Hun finally laughed. That smile was really handsome. Any teacher who looks at it is a little shaky.

The atmosphere in the tent seemed a little sticky at the time.

“Ren teacher!! ”

Luban Ban suddenly rushed in, and he sneezed and said, "Ben, I think I'm going to catch a cold. What should I do?! ”

Ren Zhufei stood up quickly and turned to Ning Hun: “Cook the medicine. ”

Professor Ning: I analyzed that I had just lost a very good opportunity to do something or say something.

Therefore, after a long time of not feeling the stare of his class director, Lu Xiaofat, as the first of the sixty-eighth class, felt Professor Ning “watching in the shadows”.

Lu Xiaofat:!!!

Feels like IQ, strength, and mental strength are falling wildly! Seems like I'm going to get sick!!

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.