The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 13 The Pure Man of KTV
Room 304 on the third floor.

This is the address provided by Long Aotian.

Confucius came up the stairs, without any hesitation, he knocked on the door directly.

After a long time, a well-dressed man looked over from the crack of the door, and his voice was crisp and clear: "Who are you looking for?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Confucius and Mencius always thought that this voice was a little rattling.

He showed a smile that he thought was very polite: "Beauty, may I ask if there is anyone named Zheng Miao..."

Bang!

The door was immediately pulled open, revealing the whole face of the man, and Confucius and Mencius heard the other party shouting in an extremely angry voice: "Who are you calling a beauty? Who are you calling a beauty? She is a pure man!"

Confucius and Mencius: "???"

He frowned, this line...is it a bit familiar?

Confucius and Mencius finally began to look at each other carefully.

With a graceful face, a graceful chest, and a graceful attire, if it wasn't for this person not wearing Scottish shorts and skirts, he would have thought it was a minor loss.

The only difference between the two is that this person is more like a woman, including the voice.

If he didn't tell the truth, he probably wouldn't be able to tell the gender of this guy now.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Confucius apologized sincerely.

The man didn't appreciate it, he waved his hand, and continued to say in a rattling tone: "Come with me, it's so annoying!"

Kong Meng touched his nose, reluctantly following behind him.

To Kongmeng's surprise, room 304 was much larger than he had imagined, with a visual inspection space of no less than 200 square meters.

The decoration inside is also very rock-and-roll style, with dark-toned character wallpapers all around, a stage in the middle, and cameras, lights, and various musical instruments next to it, which is very visually impactful.

A tall, furry girl with a half-navel exposed stood in the center of the stage. Behind her were six boys scattered in crisp tights.

Suddenly, explosive music sounded, and the girl's body swayed rapidly with the rhythm, vividly interpreting youth and vitality.

On the contrary, the level of the boy behind her was much lower, his movements were crooked and extremely irregular, and the two of them almost bumped into each other.

Seeing this, the "pure man" who opened the door to Confucius and Mencius ran over and slammed the music off, then shouted:
"What are you doing? What are you doing? How many times have I told you, use your heart and mind! How many times have I taught you? As a result, I can't even step on the most basic rhythm."

The boys being trained looked at each other, and at the same time looked at the two in front.

One of them said: "Teacher Jia, we danced well, but they were walking around and led us astray."

The "pure man" became even more angry when he heard the words: "They took you astray? If you pass the level, let alone the people next to you, even if the sky falls, you can't go wrong..."

Confucius and Meng didn't expect this guy to return to his mother, but he was unequivocal in his training, and he reluctantly shut up until he called the six of them into third grandchildren.

Seeing this, the girl at the front apologized with a smile: "Mr. Jia, I'm really sorry. These two are my classmates. Because Ah Sheng and Ali have something to do today, I temporarily pulled them here to make up the number."

"Pure Man" waved his hand to indicate that it's okay, then suddenly remembered something, pointed at Kong Meng and said, "Xiao Miao, this man is looking for you."

The girl looked at Confucius and Mencius when she heard the words, and then frowned: "What are you looking for? I don't know you, do I?"

Kong Meng said: "You are Zheng Miao? I am your new class teacher. Xiaolong... Hey, where is he?"

He turned his head and wanted Long Aotian to help confirm it, but there was nothing behind him, how could there be Long Aotian's shadow?

The girl is naturally Zheng Miao.

She didn't doubt the identity of Confucius and Mencius, but waved her hand: "I'm very busy now, no matter who you are, please leave immediately."

Kong Meng's face sank: "What are you busy with? You are a student now, the most important thing is to go to school."

Then, he looked at the two boys closest to Zheng Miao: "Cheng Congcong, Cheng Mingming, I will see you in the classroom at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Cheng Congcong and Cheng Mingming are a pair of twins, they obviously don't have the courage of Zheng Miao who is not afraid of the teacher, they hurriedly lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Seeing that Kongmeng scolded him, Zheng Mao's pretty face darkened: "What does this girl want to do, it's not your turn to meddle in other people's business."

Behind the sofa not far from the crowd, a mobile phone camera was peeking out.

It turned out that when Confucius and Mencius entered the room, Long Aotian took advantage of people not paying attention and ran behind the sofa in a flash.

It's not that he deliberately concealed Confucius and Mencius, but a live broadcast. Naturally, the more concealed and true the better.

Sure enough, knowing Long Aotian's intention, all the students in the group became excited.

"Ms. Kong just knocked on the door and went in? Sure enough, it's straightforward enough."

"Who is this sissy? Sister Mao's new music teacher? She has enough personality!"

"Oh, it's pinching, who do you think can win?"

"Of course it's sister Miao. As for her bad temper that grandma doesn't love her uncle, Teacher Kong won't last long."

"That's not necessarily true. I like Teacher Kong."

"Why?"

"Why else, Mr. Kong is handsome!"

"……anthomaniac!"

"Tch, you control me..."

Of course Kong Meng didn't know what was going on in the class group, and his face darkened completely after hearing Zheng Miao's words.

"I'm your teacher and the second guardian besides your parents, why can't I take care of you if you skip class without permission?
Also, look at yourself, what does it look like to indulge in these messy things every day and not do your job properly? "

Unexpectedly, after saying this, before Zheng Miao said anything, the "pure man" next to him was not happy.

"Hey, boy, what is nonsense? What is nonsense? This is art, do you understand art?"

Seeing the saliva spouting from the other party's mouth, Kong Meng took two steps back calmly: "Art? Who are you??"

"I am Jia Tiehan, and I am Miao Miao's music tutor!"

Kong Meng frowned: "Jia Tiehan? There is a guy named Zhen Tiehan in our class, do you know him?"

"What Zhen Tiehan? My surname is Jia, Sibeijia, and I don't plan to change my surname within ten years!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, turned to Zheng Mou and said, "If you really like music, you can come to private lessons after school.

I can't control what you do in the future, but in high school, the homework of language, mathematics, physics, chemistry and chemistry is the most important. "

Seeing that he was being ignored, Jia Tiehan jumped three feet high: "What do you mean after school and come back to private lessons? What do you mean by language, mathematics, physics and chemistry? Explain it clearly to me!"

Seeing this guy jumping up and down in front of him, Kong Meng glared at him: "Speaking is not important? Then why do schools have these classes? Physical and chemical students are not important? Then why do you go to school?"

"You..." Jia Tiehan obviously didn't expect the language of Confucius and Mencius to be so sharp, and suddenly trembled with anger, "No matter how good these subjects are, they can't compare with music."

"Really? Then tell me your reason?" Kong Meng was laughed at by this bastard. It was the first time he heard someone say that music is more important than language and mathematics. Could it be that the music class of the other party was not occupied by the main subject teacher when he was in school? Pass?

And he also figured it out, if he wanted to convince Zheng Miao, it might be a good way to defeat her teacher first.Although beating a sissy is nothing to brag about.

Jia Tiehan spread his hands: "This still needs a reason? Whether something is important depends on its own value. Let me ask you, how much does it cost per class when you teach students?"

Confucius and Mencius were taken aback. Is this trying to earn more than anyone else?
He didn't answer, but asked instead: "How much do you charge for a class?"

Jia Tiehan shouted, "How about 1800? Did it scare you?
It’s not that I’m talking about you, a little teacher like you, who works so hard for thousands of dollars a month, but it’s worth two to five to eighty thousand dollars, who is it for? "

(End of this chapter)