My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 371 I'm Not Your Boss
Originally, they thought it was some kind of physical punishment.

I didn't expect it to be such a painless thing to write a review.

Everyone said it was totally acceptable.

Ye Fan nodded: "Okay, since everyone agrees."

"Then announce the following solution."

"Release the punishment of expulsion for Anyang and others."

"And because you have a good attitude of admitting your mistakes."

"Punish each person to write a review by hand. The review specification is 30 words each, and the time limit is half a month to hand it in. It's over!"

30 words?

I go!

Are you talking about a review or a novel?

The key is handwriting, which is the rhythm of breaking fingers.

It's simply not possible.

I heard that the dick writer who wrote "My WeChat Connects the Demon World" doesn't have this kind of hand speed either.

This is an almost impossible task.

Kong Nei and the others were taken aback for a moment.

Immediately, a touch of humiliation rose in my heart.

No wonder Ye Fan is so easy to talk to.

Feelings want to humiliate them.

What tolerance, what great love, are all nonsense.

Playing talent is the purpose.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be 30 characters. Teacher Ye really doesn't play by the rules."

"If that's the case, I feel much more at ease."

"Not only did I feel comfortable, but I also sympathized with them."

Tang Shou and the others laughed.

Immediately, the suffocation in my heart dissipated.

The look in Ye Fan's eyes also changed, becoming more worshipful.

That quietly man is the ideal teacher in their hearts.

Because he never let us down.

They can't finish the review anyway.

But simply deal with it, Kong Nei and others can still do it.

As the saying goes: money can turn ghosts.

As long as the money is in place, the glass will be completely broken.

Not to mention writing a mere 30-word review, even a 200 million-word review is no problem.

Kong Nei and Ma He exchanged glances.

It seems that they have seen through each other's little thoughts.

It means that this punishment can be taken.

But what Ye Fan said next gave them a feeling of falling from heaven to hell in an instant.

"By the way, Anyang."

Ye Fan pointed to Kong Nei and the others and said, "Leave their handwriting for a while, and then compare it with the self-criticism handed in."

"If the handwriting can be matched, it can be proved that they wrote it by themselves, you know?"

"Understood, teacher."

Anyang smiled mischievously.

Accept this job.

This is just great.

Their hopes of cheating were completely dashed.

This is so terrible.

Kong Nei and the others were weeping, looking as if they were dying.

But no one dared to refute.

Kong Yi all spoke and let Ye Fan deal with it.

It's not good for a grandpa, let alone a grandson.

The audience did not comment for a long time.

Ye Fan asked coldly: "Didn't you hear me? Is there any problem?"

Kong Nei and Ma He quickly waved their hands.

"No, let's go back and write, even if we die, we will hand it in."

"Well, let's go."

The crowd retreated.

It can be said to give the captain a huge face.

Everyone cheered tacitly.

"Teacher Ye, long live!"

"Teacher Ye, long live!"

……

"All right!"

Ye Fan waved his hand.

"I won't come tomorrow, you guys try to do it for yourself, you know?"

"It's okay to pass. If you don't pass, don't tell the outside world that I taught you."

"Then who taught it?" Sun Shiyin walked over slowly, eyes full of anger.

What is this nonsense?

You will take all the credit for the students passing the level.

If the students are eliminated, I have to take the blame?

This is too unfair.

Ye Fan smiled naively: "It doesn't matter who teaches, the main thing is that the students' talents are not good enough."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed loudly.

"Ms. Ye is really saving face."

"This is full of desire to survive."

"Don't worry, we will definitely work hard!"

……

"Okay, I'm leaving! I have time to come."

Ye Fan left without any regrets.

The chic back is thin, but it seems to contain endless energy.

"Oh, I wish I were Teacher Ye, he is really admirable."

"Who says it's not? Teacher Ye is someone else's child."

In fact, they are all about the same age.

But they can only be students, while Ye Fan is a teacher.

This gap created a huge gap between them from the very beginning.

But at this moment, the gap has long since disappeared.

A person who can't be surpassed at all, why are you jealous of him?

Not even interested in being an enemy.

It's like your academic performance is only twenty in the class.

Your competitors should be the top ten and top five students in the class, not the first in the country.

That's the difference!
……

back to school.

Ye Fan didn't plan to go to class anymore, so he went straight back to the dormitory to be a salted fish.

There was no one in the dormitory, obviously they hadn't finished class yet.

Originally, he wanted to chat with the big monsters in the group.

But who knows, today's group is extremely depressed, and almost no one speaks.

Ye Fan smiled wryly.

No way, because my appearance turned the active group into a dead group?
Everyone doesn't chat, don't play games, and practice instead?

Want to start a conversation.

But he thought that he should still be practicing at this time.

I just endured it.

Forget it, let's play a game.

Just finished a League of Legends.

The bedroom door was opened.

Several people came in head-on.

"Third, when did you come back? Have you had lunch yet?"

Wang Yiqiao asked while carrying a piece of fried rice.

"Third brother must have eaten. When do you think he was short of food?"

Yue Peng's eyes were wary.

I put the pancake fruit I just bought in my chest, for fear that Ye Fan would snatch it.

He is the killer of pancakes.

As long as I saw it, I never let it go.

This is the deluxe version that Yue Peng bought with great determination. It has everything from grilled sausages, fried eggs, crispy, Weilong, and shredded potatoes.

He didn't want to fulfill Ye Fan.

"I haven't eaten yet! What did you buy? Let's eat together." Ye Fan said lightly.

"No!"

The voice just fell.

Only Yue Peng's heart-piercing roar was heard.

As if being bullied by someone.

But anyone who understands understands.

His pancakes no longer belonged to him at this moment.

While eating the fruit, Ye Fan asked curiously: "He Luo, aren't you busy picking up girls? Why are you free today?"

He Luo said unhappily: "Boss, I come here often, okay? It's just that you are never in the dormitory, so you rarely see me."

Ye Fan smiled awkwardly.

"So that's it, haha!"

"What about you? Fei Wu, what are you doing here?"

"Boss, I came to see you too. I won the taekwondo championship a few days ago, and I have to thank you."

This Fei Wu met in taekwondo class before.

I always wanted to recognize Ye Fan as the boss.

But Ye Fan never let go.

Because he really didn't want to accept it.

He always felt that there was always something hidden under Fei Wu's plain surface, so he kept procrastinating...

Ye Fan still shook his head this time: "Don't call me boss, I'm not your boss, call me by my name."

(End of this chapter)