The ace of beauty

Chapter 11 The Chalk Throwing Game

"Is this a gift from you to the teacher?"

Lin Fan played with the trembling Red Chain Snake in the palm of his hand, and looked at the shocked students in the audience with an evil smile.

"Eh~ teacher, I...we don't know, maybe this snake sneaked in." A male student stood up and stammered, but his tone was low and his eyes rolled back and forth, looking Some flustered.

"This classmate, what's your name?" Lin Fan asked.

"My name is Hao Shuai!" the male student said confidently, puffing out his chest.

"Hao Shuai? It's really 'handsome'!" Lin Fan secretly laughed in his heart, this is also called handsome, and it is almost bad to call him bad.

With sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and a pair of cross-eyed eyes, he is ashamed to be so confident with such an appearance, Lin Fan really can't complain.

"Hao Shuai, can you help the teacher take out this snake and release it?"

"Okay!" Hao Shuai replied without thinking.

After Hao Shuai took the red-chain snake away, Lin Fan looked around at the students in the audience, some were cutting their fingernails, some were sleeping soundly, and some were chatting with each other. It seemed that everything before was just acting. , Now that the play is over, it will return to its original appearance.

"This is my phone number, write it down!" Lin Fan brushed and wrote a number on the spacious blackboard.

A few students really wrote it down, but the other students still went their own way and didn't like Lin Fan at all.

"Students, today is the first day of school. We should be in class, but I just came to your class as the head teacher, so we don't have to go to class today. Why don't we play a game?"

Lin Fan knew that if he tried to persuade this group of students, it would have no effect at all. If he wanted to punish this group of disobedient students, he had to come up with a different trick.

As soon as they heard that there was no class today and they were going to play games, many students immediately put down their 'work' and became energetic, sitting upright, just waiting for Lin Fan to speak.

"Today we are playing a chalk throwing game. Both sides throw chalk at each other. The loser has to go to the playground and run three laps. If you are willing to play, please raise your hand. But once you participate, you are not allowed to quit!" Lin Fan took out the chalk from the drawer. A dozen boxes of chalk were placed on the podium table, and he looked at them and said.

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, he raised his hands one after another. Looking at the entire classroom, only two girls did not raise their hands.

One is Lu Xinxin, and the other is a shy-looking female student who is dressed plainly.

"I said Miss Lu, you are very abnormal today!" The little witch Zhao Ling'er pulled Lu Xinxin, and asked softly in her ear with a puzzled face.

In the past, Zhao Linger and Lu Xinxin would intervene in any troublesome things. The two have always entered and exited together, and they cooperated very tacitly. If Zhao Linger didn't know Lu Xinxin very well, she would think that Lu Xinxin had been dropped.

"Did you fall in love with this handsome teacher? I feel that there is something wrong with the way you look at him!" Zhao Linger spoke out her guess in a soft voice.

"What are you talking about?" Lu Xinxin's cheeks flushed slightly, and then she returned to normal. She immediately gave Zhao Linger a blank look, "I don't feel well today, I don't want to play, is that okay?"

"Yo, is your aunt here?" Zhao Ling'er looked at Lu Xinxin in surprise, and said something that caught Lu Xinxin by surprise.

"you!"

Lu Xinxin was ashamed and angry, turned her head away, and ignored Zhao Linger.

The little witch wanted to say something else, but at this moment, she felt Lin Fan's gaze looking over her, and she stopped talking immediately.

"Boy, if you dare to touch my head, I will let you know how powerful I am!" Zhao Ling'er looked at Lin Fan with malicious intentions, and was only going to smash Lin Fan's face with chalk dust in the next chalk throwing game.

Throwing chalk is the best skill for students like Zhao Linger who often make troubles. It can be said to hit wherever they point. Lin Fan asked them to play this game because he was looking for abuse.

"Let me talk about the rules of the game first. Tossing chalk must hit the face. You have to throw chalk with the teacher and me one by one. Toss back and forth, one at a time. Teacher, if I lose once, I will run three laps of the playground. If I lose twice Just run six laps, and every time you lose, you will add three laps. And if you lose, the loser only needs to run three laps, but you must be willing to gamble and admit defeat, and quit if you can’t!"

After Lin Fan finished talking about the rules, everyone was shocked. This rule is obviously not good for Lin Fan. Not to mention that Lin Fan loses all the games, he only needs to lose a dozen or so games, and Lin Fan has to run around the playground for [-] minutes. lock up.

What is the concept of thirty laps? One lap is 400 meters, and thirty laps is 1 meters. Just thinking about it makes the students in the audience tremble a little.

In case Lin Fan lost more games, he had to run more.

"You're going to die!" Zhao Linger stared at Lin Fan fiercely, already imagining in her mind the scene of Lin Fan foaming at the mouth, falling down on the playground and being carried away by an ambulance.

"Who will come first?" Lin Fan asked the audience with a box of chalk in his hand.

"Teacher, I'm coming!" It was Hao Shuai who just came back who spoke.

After finishing speaking, Hao Shuai walked up to the podium and went down with a box of chalk.

"In order to avoid saying that the teacher bullied you, you should do it first!" Lin Fan waved his right hand and said generously with an indifferent look.

"Teacher, here I come!"

Hao Shuai took out a piece of chalk, clamped it between two fingers, and threw it out at an incredible speed. The chalk flew straight towards Lin Fan's cheek.

Not to mention anything else, let's just talk about this skill, without a few years of practice, it is impossible to achieve such ease and precision.

Facing the flying chalk, Lin Fan tilted his head, the chalk brushed past his ear and hit the blackboard.

"Damn, Hao Shuai, can you do it!"

"Hao Shuai, did you not eat?"

……

Facing the students' questioning, Hao Shuai felt very ashamed in his heart. He thought his chalk throwing skills were quite top-notch, and he was almost a hundred hits, but this time he missed it!
"I am coming!"

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, he stretched out two fingers, quickly took out a piece of chalk from the chalk box, and threw the chalk with the same gesture and speed as Hao Shuai.

Hao Shuai didn't have Lin Fan's reflexes, he just felt pain in his eyes, and the chalk hit his right eyelid with incomparable precision.

"Ah~"

Hao Shuai covered his right eye and groaned softly.

"Next!" Lin Fan glanced at the other students below, and called out flatly.

"fail!"

"Next!"

……

As students failed one after another, the rest of the students panicked. The punishment for failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that they lose face for the whole class.

"This little beauty, I don't know your name yet?" Lin Fan asked with a smile looking at Zhao Ling'er who was a little angry.

"Zhao Linger." Zhao Linger gritted her teeth and called out in a deep voice.

It was just a chalk throwing game, and no one in the entire second and sixth classes could beat Lin Fan. Now she is the only one left. One can imagine the pressure in her heart at this time.

"We must win!" Zhao Linger secretly encouraged herself.

(End of this chapter)