Chapter 722: Teacher, can I bite you?

"Now it's the black feather department that lacks teachers, so I want to invite you to serve as the language teacher in the third grade of the black feather department. At the same time, before deciding on a good class teacher, you are invited to be the class teacher of their class."
Su Mu heard the words and was silent for a while, asking: "Principal, this school is divided into classes, after class F, there should be a class G and H, right?"
"It's not there for the time being." The old man smiled. "The black feather department and the white feather department have only six classes in one grade."
Su Mu was speechless.
Generally speaking, the letter F is sorted... It seems that this should be a problem class.
As if she knew what she was worried about, the old man said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, the students in our school are all good children. Isn't your sister also in the White Feather Department? She shouldn't have said anything bad about our school. ?"
This is indeed not true.
Su Mu also struggled euphemistically, "But I have no teaching experience, and suddenly let me be the head teacher...I'm afraid I can't do well."
"It doesn't matter, young people, just to exercise more." The old man didn't seem to worry about Su Mu's mistakes, but said very leisurely: "No one has work experience from the beginning, even me It is also from this time that you came back."
Su Mu secretly said that you always look up to me. In order not to leave a bad impression on people, after thinking about it, she decided not to speak.
As soon as she came, she was asked to serve as the head teacher of the third year of high school. Should the principal be a big heart, or a big heart?
The old man said again: "Of course, you have just started work, there will be many places that you don't understand. If you encounter something that you can't handle, you can come to me."
He also focused on this sentence, it seems that she will not encounter problems in the future.
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At this time, the old man had taken Su Mu to the door of a classroom. He said with a smile: "Here is the third grade F class of the Heibu Department."
Su Mu was ready to face a jittery jump, but standing outside the door did not hear the noise, which made her feel a little lucky, probably she was wrong, since All of them are black and white high school students, so no matter how bad the students here are, they can't be worse.
The old man pushed open the door and said, "The students in class F are very good, but occasionally they are more naughty."
With that said, he had already flashed and escaped a round of chalk head attacks.
He Mu, who was still standing at the door, did not enter: "..."
The old man looks like he is sixty or seventy years old. This hides from the chalk attack. His skill can be said to be first-class. He stood well and said to Su Mu like a fine man, "Look at me. Not bad, these students are occasionally lively."
No, this is no longer a lively problem!
Su Mu opened his eyes and watched a flying knife fly towards the old man, just about to remind him that the old man's footsteps moved, the knife wiped his white hair and pierced the door frame.
Su Mu: "..."
The old man pulled the knife out of the door and turned back to the students in the classroom. He said kindly: "Schools are not allowed to bring dangerous items. I have confiscated this knife."
The group of students quarrelled verbally.
The old man said calmly: "A new teacher is here today, and she will be your language teacher and class teacher in the future, everyone applauds."
He was the only one applauding.