Chapter 11: Save the Perverted Murderer

Professor Ning waved around in front of Ren Ren, and was severely despised and flogged by Ren Ren in his heart. Fortunately, on the bus, Ning Xun can at most only look at Ren with a smile and not do other things. Therefore, before the bus reached Hongye Mountain, there was no terrible tragedy.
At 10:30 in the morning, the school bus drove to the parking lot of Hongye Mountain. In addition to carrying their own backpacks, the students were divided into a small group of four and were responsible for carrying their ultra-light simple tents in chronological order. Almost every child's face was a joy that could not be concealed. Ren Zhu took a while to calm everyone down and listen to him explain some necessary rules and precautions.
After saying this, Ren Zhu led a bunch of energetic children in his class and started climbing. When he and Ning Xun walked in the middle, he could see the boys who were anxious to go to the sky in front, and the occasionally weak and delicate girls at the back. Of course, the two bodyguards borrowed from the friendship of Zhang Dalong's father were one in Lead the team in front of the team to prevent the children in front from running too fast, and the other one at the end of the team to prevent the children from leaving the team.
Because of the terrible coercion of the teacher Ren, and the punishment of "writing the review and copying it a hundred times if you are not obedient or rush forward," within the first two hours of climbing, the order of the entire six or eight classes of climbing is quite Not bad. After the children were divided into small teams, they took pictures of each other and then sent their parents a proud picture from time to time. After receiving the expected praise, the climbing interest was even higher.
Then, the sky began to fall and rain began to fall. Time is pointing at twelve-thirty noon, and they have walked a third of the way at a constant speed.
"Okay, there just happened to be the Maple Pavilion here. We all bring dry food and bento. Everyone can sit in the pavilion and share and share food. I know that Lubanban's mother made sushi for her. The big meals are made with fresh salmon and shrimp. The taste must be very good. "Ren Zhu smiled and sold Lubanban. The latter has a rich face in my family and I eat very well. If you want to eat, hurry up Come please my expression. Even if he was bandaged with safflower oil on his hands and face, this did not affect his success.
Everyone laughed, and it turned out that a few of Luban's classmates hurried over and prepared to eat delicious food. After that, Ren Zhu directly ordered the food prepared by at least five other children in the class, which directly shocked the five children and raised their heads:
"Teacher! How do you know that I make braised pork?"
"Old class! I actually told you about my pickled fish? When have you seen my lunch box?"
"Ren, I do have braised pork ribs, but how do you know?"
"And my sweet and sour tenderloin!"
"My seafood egg fried rice was even said?"
Suddenly, the teenagers in the class looked at their homeroom teacher in surprise and confusion, only to see that the head teacher coughed slightly, and then said with a smile, "I smell it. When you go up the mountain, you all walked with me Not far from here. "
All the children in the class suddenly opened their eyes, and Lu Xiaofei was the first to stand up: "I don't believe you are so good in the old class! You can smell it when you smell it? It must be our father Mom tells you what they prepared? "
Lu Xiaofei's words resonated with everyone, and even Zhou Lai looked at Ren Zhu with skeptical eyes.
Among all the people present, the trustworthy teacher could only smell the food with his nose. The only estimate was Professor Ning, who was standing beside him with a smile on his shoulder. He watched Ren Zhu slightly with his nose lightly along the way. Smelling action. It was just that he thought the man was sniffing the fresh air in the forest, and as a result ...
Professor Ning said that he had come to the conclusion that "Mr. Ren is a foodie with a good nose".
Obviously, a serious and handsome look is also a type of handsome beauty and completely non-round, but think about how this action is so cute?
Professor Ning was caught in his own imagination, and the teacher Ren had already begun the big activity of "sniffing the food" under the eyes of the class. Teacher Ren said that he only brought three packs of instant noodles and a pack of ham sausages up the mountain, and he didn't bring anything delicious, so he planned to eat the big classmates of the class, as long as he smelled the right food box lunch, he must let him Clip a chopstick dish so he's the richest man.
The children laughed and laughed, indicating that they must participate in this activity. Everyone did not believe that their old class had such a sensitive nose, and a dark-skinned, strong boy was holding his lunch box there. Laughing, a look on the face is about to be good.
In the laughter of everyone, the head teacher approached the strong Niu Zhuangzhuang classmate without having to smell the lunch box. He raised his eyebrows directly: "I didn't expect your kid to like to eat stinky tofu, or that standard Wuhan's stinky tofu. I thought you were particularly fond of braised pork? "
Suddenly, all the students in the pavilion laughed, and Niu Zhuangzhuang swelled directly: "I like to eat stinky tofu ?! I can eat three bowls at a time!" Everyone laughed louder Then Niu Zhuangzhuang replied: "It must be that my stinky tofu tastes too much, I don't believe the teacher, you can smell other lunch boxes!"
This sentence well shifted everyone's goals, so many children scrambled to hold their lunch boxes in front of the class teacher they were afraid of in the weekdays. The teacher Ren was very dignified to let them sit in line, and then began Head down one by one and smell the lunch box.
"Well, Wuhan duck neck, right? Your kid can eat spicy food with such a spicy taste."
"The standard home-made egg fried rice, there must be a lot of eggs. There are also small chives."
"This is the taste of curry, curry chicken rice? Good."
"Oh, another braised pork, but it smells a bit sweet."
"Is this a fish stick? There are other fried goods. Remember to drink more water and oil."
"For soup baby dishes, girls need to eat more meat, but not vegetarian."
"Hot dry noodles! Hey, sesame sauce is so strong!"
In the antique small pavilion, Mr. Ren, wearing a light gray trench coat, with a gentle smile, walked in front of every child in his class, lowered his head and shrugged his nose, and he could immediately and accurately say it. What's in the lunch box the child is holding. When he said the correct answer, the child in front of him would cheer and laugh and opened his lunch box to reveal the delicious or simple dishes inside, and then made the children behind look forward to the arrival of the teacher. . Even if the autumn rain outside the pavilion brings a layer of chill, it cannot counter the lively and cheerful atmosphere inside the pavilion.
The two older security guards who followed me had never seen such a teacher, and they both showed surprise and incredible expression. But soon they were infected by the children's smiles and laughter. The faces of the two nine-footed men looked very serious, and they even showed a little smile but from the bottom of their hearts.
Ning Xun leaned on the red pillar of the pavilion and looked at the scene with his head crooked, then he picked up the phone without hesitation and recorded the scene. He felt that such a picture would make him remember for a long time, and would After providing psychological counseling to some disgusting people, he used it as a cure medicine.
After Mr. Ren successfully guessed everyone's box lunch and filled one of his big bowls with a dish from each child's lunch box, he seemed to have won the battle, proud and proud. He turned around and raised his eyebrows at Professor Ning, who was still cheerfully recording:
"Have you brought meals? Would you like me to smell them? If you don't bring them, you can say something good, and I'll give you a bag of instant noodles."
Professor Ning feels that let's not talk about a bowl of lunch now, even if the person in front of him asks him for a bowl of golden rice, he can pull it out without hesitation!
In the end, Professor Ning looked sadly at a bowl of braised noodles he bought from the store casually, and felt that his brain was beaten with a bowl of braised noodles. What about your push? !! Can your high-level Japanese, French, and even roast duck packages show your wealth and status? !! You'll get a bowl of noodles from your street stall just after your dog gets stung! !!
Teacher Ren quietly watched this bowl of yellow, slimy, unknown object, paused, and turned without hesitation: "My bowl is full. You're tall, but eat more yourself Right. "
The bear child who secretly followed him there quickly turned to tell: "Oh my God, Ning's meal is like a poop!"
Ning, very rich, very beautiful, very good, very wise, Honor: "..." I felt the maliciousness from the floods in all directions!
The author has something to say: 23333333!
Professor Ning: "..." I was unjustly killed.
Keke, something was delayed yesterday and I didn't ask for leave. Let the relatives wait in vain, lie down and pat. Take a bowl of braised noodles as punishment.
Another: I'm not on the black halogen noodles, I like to eat them. But, um, not now.