Class Teacher System

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The name-called teacher immediately shut her mouth and nodded quickly: “You're right, I'll call an ambulance for you!” When she said that, she took out her phone, like she was going to call 120.

Ren Zhu smoked the corner: “Call a taxi for me. I feel fine now, no first aid. It's just the head bleeding out. ”

When he heard Ren Zhu say this, the handsome man who had been standing beside him with ridiculous eyes lifted his eyebrows. It seemed a little unexpected that the weakest male teacher named the whole grade would be so calm.

“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 concern, sighed after seeing Ren Bamboo nod, and called a 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 came 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 feels that the words he hears now make 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.

The wound was handled easily, and it seemed that the "caress of the class manager" skill had played some role. Although the blood bled all over his face, the wound was not serious unexpectedly, at least to satisfy his requirement to take sick classes without taking time off. You know, it's September 29th, if he takes time off tomorrow, the full-time prize this month will be reimbursed, and the teacher who quickly adapted to his new class director said that this last day of a month is not going to happen to him without a full-time job. Tomorrow he will finish his last day of September even on his knees. Yeah, that's so firm.

And when the teacher with the left hand bear claw and the white headscarf walked out the door of the hospital, he saw the child standing in the corner outside the hospital. Perhaps ordinary people don't pay much attention to such a place and such a child, but as an excellent class director and language teacher, being a teacher captures the eyes of a troubled child as sharp as a knife. Not to mention the fact that this kid is staring at him right now.

Ren Bamboo: “...” If this child is the “Dead Poor Acid” Zhou Lai of the group of bear fat people, then Teacher Ren thinks that the group of bear fat people may be blind mental retards, maybe they will be retaliated against to death in the future.

“Cho Lei?” Len Bamboo walked to the corner and looked directly at the thin, shady little boy in front of him.

The teenager didn't seem to expect to get caught at a glance, his face flashed a slight unnatural panic, but soon he settled down, and he looked straight at his teacher without a shrug: “Ren, don't worry about it. I can handle all of them. ”

Ren Teacher began to pull his face down when he heard this, but the teenager looked down at him and repeated again: “Mind your own business is not good for anyone. Next time you won't just bleed your head out. ”

He just said that, his head was pressed directly. Zhou Lai's frightened body wanted to retreat. As a result, he was somewhat surprised to find that his head had unusually strong arms. He was forced to raise his head. Zhou Lai saw his always weak class director's face without expression: “Did your brain get eaten by the big yellow on the road? If even the class director doesn't care about the students in his class, what else does the class director have to do, is it funny? ”

Zhou Lai's eyes were shocked by this remark. At this moment, he was a little childish. He looked at the teacher with ridiculous palms and head and suddenly felt that the teacher at this time was unusually high and reliable. Zhou Lai lowered his head sharply, red his eyelids, biting his teeth and shouting at the teacher.

While he was still not convinced that the class director could solve his problems, he could not control what he wanted to rely on at that time.

“Mm-hmm.” The teacher he relied on touched Chow Lei's head, “Did you finish your homework today? ”

Zhou Lai: “…………………"

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. ”