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 asked the two bodyguard uncles to help them set up 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!!

“Ah, is that so? But now you're almost covered in blood. You sure you don't need an ambulance?” Lily still asked with some apprehension. She sighed after seeing Renbamboo nod and changed her name to taxi: “Ren Teacher, didn't we already have an agreement before? You can just take a few classes at random in this class. Whatever happens to the kids in this class, most of the kids in this class have backstage anyway. Even if they don't learn anything, they have a great future. They come to school to make friends to play with. Now they do nothing wrong. They just bully their classmates once in a while. Why do you have to get involved? It's all right now. You're being watched by those kids yourself. ”

Ren Bamboo is now slowly pulling a green handkerchief out of his pants pocket and pressing it on his head. These days, the person carrying the handkerchief is a rare species, but that's not only the bad luck of having been smashed to death by the head before, it can live for 28 years and not talk once in love, no more than 10 friends, absolutely a rare species of strange. I have no idea how this guy lived to this day.

But rather than lamenting the introversion and simplicity of his predecessor, he felt that the words he heard now made him disagree--

What do you mean, come to school for fun? What does it mean to have a good future if you don't learn? What do you mean, students bully classmates, teachers don't have to interfere to watch, teachers don't have to take classes seriously, just go to school?

Is this a fucking teacher? Is this a nursing home? It is also a nursing home with very poor moral quality. If teachers don't teach educators and students don't have to study properly, what do they need to do in school? Ancestors or junk?

Ren Bamboo frowned. Although he thought so, these words were not something Ren Bamboo could say. He just didn't agree with the lips: “You can't leave the kid alone. ”

Li Li sighed when she heard this: “You are too soft. But the kids in your class are a little too much, so just be careful. Taxi, I've called for you in front of the school. Go to the hospital! Tomorrow I have to go back to class. ”

Ren Zhu shouted. Seeing this man and woman looking at him, he turned a white eye in his heart, covered his head and stood up and walked out the door, and when he walked past the tall man in the suit pen, his head suddenly fainted, causing the whole person to fall to the ground.

Your grandfather.

Ren Zhu cursed in his heart with his eyes closed. Instead of being intimately in contact with the ground, he was held against his chest by a rather strong arm. Obviously the tall man stretched out his arm and pulled him, but it was a strange gesture, as if he had been circled in his arms by the man.

“You look terrible.” Low and magnetic, it sounds great, but the content is too bad. Ren Bamboo leaves his mouth open, and if you get hit by a brick full of peach blossoms, you look bad too.

“Thank you. ”

After saying this, Ren Zhu straightened his waist and continued to walk to the school door. He was too lazy to talk to this guy who seemed to be a crowned animal. Anyway, his label was inward silence but sympathy was just excessive. All silence could be understood as inward shyness. How wonderful.

The man seemed to have no idea that Ren Bamboo could leave so calmly after he had shaken him down. For example, if the eyebrows of the knife cut were screwed together, there would be a bit of powerlessness in his mind. Tsk, a man, who is not bloody at all, deserves to be targeted by students.

“Uh, Professor Ning, as a teacher, he's more introverted. How about discussing the characteristic psychology class of their class tomorrow? As you can see, he's not very good at talking right now. ”

Ning Hun revealed a very good smile, gently turning his head: “It should be. Though things haven't been settled, thank you for your leadership.” He looked very elegant, like a gentleman, and instantly Lily blushed.

She robbed this job among many female teachers. You should know that this is a doctorate of psychology who came back from Haiguo and is now a professor in charge at the Capital University. Had it not been for the headmaster of their school and the relative, there would have been no way to pull this over as a psychologist for a few special lessons. Even so, their schools have made other private schools envious. That's not the point, the point is Professor Ning is only 30 years old this year! Handsome, tall, elegant, rich, single! All the unmarried teachers at Kingsley Private School boiled down, and even the junior high school and high school teachers had nothing to do with running this way, the Primary School Department said.

Teacher Li is definitely a rare talent to stand out in such fierce competition.

“It's all right, it's all right. In the future, Professor Ning is the special psychological teacher of our school. Sometimes it's not just children, even teachers are under a lot of pressure, so please take care of them more. ”

Ning Hun laughed. “I see that Teacher Li is very good in all aspects of your psychological qualities. You will definitely achieve something in the future. ”

Li Li was just about to smile a flower. When she wanted to say anything else, Ning Hun looked at the watch casually and gave an apologetic expression: “Sorry, it's 6: 30 now, I have a psychological consultation at 7: 00, I have to go first. ”

Lily nodded quickly: "Ah, yes, yes! Of course it's important to work. Then get out of here! I won't bother you. ”

Ning Hun nodded and left directly. At the moment he turned his back, the smile on his face was replaced by calm and ridicule. A woman who had no choice but to climb up with all her life, deceiving her, stomping high and low, only that her upward fighting spirit was not so damaging. In contrast to this kind of boring person who can easily see at random in this school, Ning Hun finds it more interesting that the seemingly grievous young man just now suddenly has sharp eyes like a knife.

Ning Hun glanced at his arms and his eyes were blind. Perhaps there will be an unexpected return.

At this time, the remembered Ren Zhu was dying to be wrapped around his arm by the nurse's aunt. He seemed unlucky. He met a nurse aunt who had chatted with her and loved the boomerang, and when he saw him, he turned on the admonition mode, so he couldn't help but think of him as his own bear son to admonish. She said so much that Ren Bamboo quickly gave up her intention to explain things, and even if he did, the nurse aunt would only turn the conversation into those bear children. Still chattering.