Vol 2 Chapter 942: One day as a teacher (11)

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"Ye Ge, you said how long we can hold that class teacher?"
"It's still a woman, I guess it's a week."
"You can't afford her too much in a week, three days, I guess three days."
"Not a bet?"
"How is the feather brother?"
A group of students came from the stairs one after another, both men and women.
The teenager who walked in front of him was sly and cool, his hair was messed up, his earrings were sparkling with earrings, and his face was handsome enough to prop up his messy temperament.
Meng Yu set aside his hair: "You play with yourself."
A group of people later discussed it.
Meng Yu was at the forefront. When he went to the classroom, he did not stop and went straight inside.
However, when he stepped into the classroom, he stopped.
The people behind were discussing too seriously, did not pay attention, and instantly caused a car accident.
A group of people were stuck in the doorway of the classroom.
In the classroom is the background sound of the game.
At this time, several students in their class sat together, next to a table, a young girl sat on the top, legs on the chair, very sullen sitting position, playing games with a mobile phone.
She turned her back to them and could not see the appearance.
"newcomer?"
"I have not heard of a transfer student."
"No, she doesn't dress like a student."
"Can't you always be the new class teacher?"
The new class teacher plays games with the students in their class? !
Just kidding!
The kite put the phone away and looked back.
The students see her appearance, not particularly look, but very eye-catching, it is the kind of look better.
It seems that she is not very old. If she changes her clothes, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a student.
However, there is no half-emotion on her face, and it is like a robot.
The kite jumped off the table and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, walked up the platform without hesitation: "All come in."
Everyone: "..."
At this time, in the class, it must be the class teacher!
Really the class teacher!
Originally, I wanted to give the class teacher a student who was under the Mawei. At this time, I was a little overwhelmed. Finally I went into the classroom and sat down to my position.
When I sat in the position, everyone was lying in the heart.
Why listen to her! ?
Meng Yu held his chin and stared at the kite. He didn't know what he was thinking.
"Feather, feather brother."
The classmate behind him called him.
Meng Yu slightly side face: "What?"
"This class teacher is a bit strange, we still..."
When the man’s words were not finished, he was interrupted by the cold voice:
I am your new class teacher, and you are a kite.

She paused: "Today's class time is eight o'clock, you are half an hour late. Except for the few people who just played games with me, the rest of the people ran ten laps on the playground."
"Teacher, you are a corporal punishment."
Someone immediately took the call.
The first person who was cold and skating looked at the person: "Running is good for physical and mental health. It is a fitness exercise advocated by the state. Where does the corporal punishment come from?"
I am letting you exercise, definitely not corporal punishment.
It is all about your physical and mental health.
I am such a good teacher, where to find it!
"..."
Although it makes no sense, it cannot be refuted.
"Teacher, don't we go?" There was a student in the front row asking questions.
"Yes." The kite looks very good: "The premise is that you can win me."
"???"
Did they not get it wrong?
You are a teacher, have to fight with us?
The first sight of the kite sweeps through the classroom: "Who is coming first?"
The girls are watching the boys.
But the first kite is like a cold face, not born or not, and the teacher they met before.
Someone in the classroom got up.
The kite looked at the boy.
The boys walked straight out and did not mean to "study" with the kite.
"Feather!"
When the boys moved, the rest of the people followed.
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"Which class is on the playground?"
The principal held his own foam cup and asked the teacher next to him.
On the first day of school today, how can students run on the playground?
The teacher next to me identified it for a while: "It seems to be a high school... Oh, it should be a high school class."
The headmaster raised an eyebrow.
"President, you let the teacher go to bring this class... Is it really okay?" The teacher was a little worried, and the 22nd class was notoriously difficult.
From high school to high school, I change the class teacher every semester.
The teachers who took them have not dared to go to them.
"The little boy has a little meaning." The principal answered the question.
"..."
Where is the meaning?
You make a little girl at home, to suffer from this torture, is this what you a principal should do?
The principal asked again: "Is that Chaucer coming?"
teacher:"……"
The teacher looked at the playground and was a little far away. It was not clear.
Finally the teacher pointed in one direction: "Where is it."
Outside the playground, a teenager with earphones leans on the playground fence.
On a hot day, he wore a long-sleeved shirt and pants were also trousers. It didn't seem to be hot at all.
The teenager looked at the figure on the playground, and the rhythm of the music in the headphones slowly flowed out.
"Ye Ge, Joe is coming."
Meng Yu is running, listening to it and looking over there.
The teenager is very conspicuous.
He licked his lips and snorted.
The person next to him didn't know what he had read, and immediately ran towards the kite.
The first kite is playing games with the students who don’t need to run, and the boys who come over are twitching.
This teacher...
what's up! !
He took a breather and reported to the kite: "Teacher, there is still one person in our class who didn't run."
"Well?" The first kite head did not lift and asked: "Who."
"Joe. Hey, he only came this time." The boys pointed out the grass.
The kite finally looked up and followed him.
The teenager leaned over and watched, the sun just missed him and cut two pieces of heaven and earth.
The kite hangs his head and opens another game. He doesn't stop talking: "He doesn't have to run. Play a small report, add ten laps, when you run for him."
Boy: "???"
I rely on!
Why?
"How can you be eccentric?" The boys are not convinced, why do they run, Joe does not run!
"Oh, I am a teacher." I have the final say.
"..."
The boy is coming up with temper: "I don't run!"
The kite gave the mobile phone to the classmate next to him and said, "Don't die."
She got up: "You come with me."
"What?"
The first kite signaled him to keep up.
Boys look at the classmates on the playground, so many teachers are finally mad, and I am afraid of her one.
Thinking this way, the man was angry and followed the first kite.
After a few minutes, the boys reappeared and returned to the playground without saying a word.
The kite returns to its original location, takes back the phone, and continues to play the game.
"What did she ask you to do?"
"It's nothing."
"She won't let Joe run?"
"do not know."
"you……"
The boys speeded up and left them behind.

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