The blind date went to the wrong room, but was confessed by the other party

Fangzheng felt like he was being tricked by this woman.

He had no good face and said, "Although I don't know if you're kidding me, but I'm just like you. I'm in a hurry to get a blind date at home. If you're serious, I can agree, but it doesn't matter when I need you." You can't refuse, for example, if my mother wants you to answer the phone, if you need me, I will definitely help you, how about it?"

Jiang Xiyao's face turned serious: "Listen, why am I at a disadvantage? Not only did I give you your car and house, but I also have to be on call in the future?"

"I didn't say I want your car or house, and I don't need it, it's just about boyfriend and girlfriend."

Jiang Xiyao thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, then let's talk about it, let's exchange mobile numbers, I should contact you soon."

Fangzheng took out his mobile phone and exchanged mobile phone numbers and WeChat IDs with Jiang Xiyao.

After finishing all this, Jiang Xiyao habitually wanted to shake hands with Fangzheng, but her tone returned to indifference: "I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

Fangzheng's eyes were full of strangeness, and he reached out his hand helplessly and shook it: "Can you change your tone of speaking to people? Has no one said that you will look serious like this?"

Jiang Xiyao stood there with her hands in a daze, habitually posing as if she was meeting a client without noticing herself.

Nodding, retracting his arm: "I'm getting used to it, I'll try my best to change it, get off the car and I'll send you off, and I'll contact you again."

Chapter 4 Teacher of Class [-], Grade [-], Junior Middle School

Contact again.. Contact again?

It's really the same as talking about business. When things are done, each side will go to the other side of the road.

I am a proper tool man.

Fangzheng got off at the station and saw Jiang Xiyao's Bentley driving slowly from the underground parking lot. At the same time, an Audi car drove over, and the driver got off and came to Fangzheng's side.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Jiang said he wanted me to see you off."

It was a relatively young driver with a very humble attitude.

Fangzheng looked at the time. It was already 10:30. Last night, according to the school he had selected by the system, he deliberately called the school early and made an appointment for the interview at [-]:[-] noon today. There was still plenty of time.

Fangzheng: "Please send me to Tulip Middle School, thank you."

The driver opened the car door for Fangzheng and respectfully said, "Good sir, please get in the car!"

If you want to say that the treatment of this boss is different, there is a special car for delivery, and someone helps to open the door, watching him put his hands on the eaves of the car to prevent himself from bumping his head.

Fangzheng has also seen this kind of etiquette in TV dramas.

Along the way, the young driver talked to Fangzheng without saying a word, but seeing that Fangzheng's answer was not positive, the driver who was very good at winking didn't say anything, but just drove the car more smoothly, hoping to give his boss a favor. Make a good impression on friends.

Fang Zheng got off the car at the gate of Tulip Middle School.

Ever since Fangzheng received a system reminder that he was going to be a teacher here in this school, he has investigated the background of this school in detail.

Tulip Middle School is a private school, and the family conditions of the students are basically above the middle class, and few of them are short of money.

But because of this, although this school has complete facilities and the treatment environment is very good, the accommodation and canteen are very good, but the students in it are not easy to manage.

Especially when Fang was searching for valid information about this school on the Internet last night, he also saw a particularly famous class in this school.

Class [-] of the third grade, known as the class of death on the Internet!It is said that the head teacher of this class has changed more than a dozen terms, and seven of them resigned voluntarily because they could not manage the students.

There are also two inexplicable hospitalizations, two of them were finally forced into a stress disorder by students, and one is still receiving rehabilitation treatment in a mental hospital. In short, there are endless reasons for leaving the job.

In this class, it was rumored that many teachers were afraid to go in to class, even if they did, the students in the classroom would be asleep, or they would be absent from class collectively.

When Fangzheng saw the post of this dead class at night, he felt a bad premonition inexplicably.

The system won't allow me to be a teacher in this class, will it?

When Fang Zheng nervously called the school, the interviewer turned out to be the principal of the school.

When I went to the office, I found that it was a middle-aged woman in her fifties. Although she was a bit older, she was still in good shape and her eyes were very elegant. Compared with ordinary teachers, it was easy to see that her temperament was different. different.

The principal sat on the leather chair in the office, staring at Fang Zheng's resume.

"Graduate degree, freshman, and won the top three in the city's composition competition when I was in college. It's not bad, but Mr. Fang, have you passed your teacher qualification certificate?"

Fang Zheng replied honestly: "I'm applying for the exam, and I guess it won't take a few months."

The principal put the resume on the table and examined Fang Zheng's makeup and demeanor.

"You should be able to apply for the teacher qualification certificate during college. It seems that you didn't intend to participate in the teacher industry at the beginning. May I ask you why you suddenly have the idea of ​​​​becoming a teacher after graduation?"

Fangzheng pursed his lips, would you believe me when I said that the system made me do it?

Fangzheng said: "I think the profession of teachers is very honorable. Teaching and educating people and cultivating a generation of elites in society, I also want to try to contribute to the new generation of flowers in the motherland!"

The principal nodded, very good, it was all polite words, but Fangzheng had this education, so she was quite at ease.

"Very well, our school very much welcomes Mr. Fang to join, but there is something I need to discuss with you in advance."

【Ding!It is detected that the host has successfully completed the pre-activation task, and the super teacher system has been officially activated! 】

[Novice missions are being released]

[The host is asked to choose Class [-], Grade [-] in the principal's next selection. After the selection is successful, you will get the mysterious basic reward. If you don't choose, the system will uninstall it. The next activation time is unknown.]

Founder:...

He guessed it.

But what would the mysterious base reward be?

Fangzheng also read a lot of novels when he was in school, and the system has never been stingy.

The principal said: "In fact, there are only two vacancies in our school. One is the third-grade art teacher and the logistics manager. Because the art teacher has few classes, he has to manage the school's material management on weekdays. Can Teacher Fang understand?"

Fangzheng hummed, he was a teacher on the surface, but in fact he was in charge of the warehouse, it was not difficult to understand.

The principal continued: "Then another position is the Chinese teacher of the fourth class of the third grade, that is, their head teacher, because the head teacher of the previous class of the fourth class of the third grade has some special reasons and is now hospitalized, so the position is vacant, um, Comparing the two positions, the salary of the head teacher must be higher, but..."

Fangzheng suddenly interrupted: "No need to be the principal, I know a little about the situation of that class, I will choose the head teacher, don't worry, no matter what difficulties lie ahead, I will definitely be qualified for this job!"

The principal froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Okay, I like energetic young people, then you can go to the dean of the third grade to report first, and then meet the students in the afternoon."

"No problem, principal, then I'll go."

Fangzheng nodded and left the principal's office. Fortunately, Fangzheng has made sufficient preparations since he knew about the system.

What kind of death class is not a death class? Now that I have a system, I have nothing to be afraid of.

Besides, no matter how naughty those children are, they are just students. No matter how they say it, they have experienced it, and some of their scaring routines are still very clear.

He went to the dean's office on the third floor. The so-called dean was a middle-aged man who was older than the principal.

Wearing glasses, the top of the head is a piece of the Mediterranean Sea, a symbol of wisdom. It seems that many school deans have this hairstyle.

When the other party heard that Fangzheng was applying for a position as the homeroom teacher of Class [-], Grade [-], he immediately looked surprised.

Together with the other three teachers present in the office, they also expressed admiration and shock.

The dean arranged a desk for Fangzheng, and said that if he was sure that he would continue to hold this job after seeing the students this afternoon, he would continue to distribute rice cards, paper pens and other teacher supplies to Fangzheng.

Without delay, Fangzheng finished talking with the dean, and immediately wanted to see what the legendary death class was like.

Chapter 5 Student Gifts

When I came to the third floor, I searched one by one according to the class numbers at the door.

[The system task has been completed, congratulations to the host for getting the reward - insect body, your body will get ten times the antibody, ten times the defense, and ten times the physical fitness. "

[New task announcement--please establish a strong head teacher image in the hearts of the students as soon as possible, and you must officially start your Chinese course within three days, otherwise the task fails, and the system will withdraw the reward. "

As soon as the system spoke, Fang Zheng felt a strange sensation in his body in the corridor.

Originally, he was still a little sleepy last night because he stayed up late to search for information, but after getting the insect body, Fangzheng obviously felt that not only the tiredness disappeared!

The strength and speed of his limbs have also improved, and he is now possessed by Ye Wen.

I can't wait to shout on the spot: "I want to hit ten!"

It's just strange, why does the system reward me to improve my physical fitness?To be reasonable, in the novels that Fangzheng has read before, shouldn't the rewards for completing system tasks be luxury cars, mansions, money assets and the like?

And there are some problems with this second task, start the Chinese course within three days?It's not difficult to hear!I feel like I finished greeting the students this afternoon.

Tomorrow this task will be successfully completed again.

Just as Fangzheng was thinking this way, he suddenly felt a commotion in his ears, and the noisy voice became more and more intense.

Obviously, there was no such movement in other classes, but when Class [-] of Grade [-] was near the end of the corridor, the sound became louder and louder.

Fangzheng carefully looked through the window, saw the scenery in the class, and finally roughly understood the reason for the words "dead class".

In the crowded high-end classroom, there was smoke and noise.

A few male students were playing games on their laptops in the classroom, yelling five kills five kills!

Some girls were sitting around a hot pot that came from nowhere, using chopsticks to pick up the boiled mutton and shrimp in it.

There are also those who play poker, do yoga, sleep, and even play table tennis in the classroom!

In short, it looks like a mess, except for studying, there are other things to do.

Just as Fang Zheng was about to go to the classroom to say hello to this group of lovely students, he saw a ping pong ball flying towards Fang Zheng's face!

But Fangzheng didn't act flustered. Although the ping-pong ball was fast, it failed to break the glass of the classroom, but the ball hit the glass and made a muffled hum.

The students playing table tennis in the classroom were surprised when they saw that the male teacher who was staring at them outside the classroom was not afraid.

"This teacher is a bit interesting, why doesn't he hide?"

"It must have been scary! Keep playing, keep playing, don't worry about the teacher, if I win this game again, you will owe me 500 yuan!"

"Cut, can I lose you again?!"

Fangzheng calmed down. Luckily, when he was investigating this school last night, he specially researched Class [-], Grade [-], because of the naughty problems of the students.

The glass and wooden doors in this classroom are basically specially made, because the students are playing around, and they need to be replaced frequently for fear of damage.

It's just that Fangzheng had imagined what it would be like to be a student who was left alone, but being able to play table tennis in the classroom and cook hot pot without anyone caring, he really opened his eyes.

Walking to the door of the classroom, Fangzheng was about to open the door when he suddenly thought of something, could there be something on the door?

Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw a basin full of flour placed above the door.

This group of students was obviously waiting for him to open the door, and let himself have a dick.

Fortunately, I came prepared, and being a student for so many years is not in vain.

Fangzheng took off the washbasin with his hands, pushed open the door and entered the classroom.

Someone in the classroom saw Fangzheng dodging the first trap, but no one cared about him.

Continue to shabu-shabu shabu-shabu, play games and play games.

Fangzheng inspected the ground and made sure there was nothing like banana peel lubricant before walking to the podium, where the podium's stool was placed upright.

In addition to the chalk box on the table, there are three gift boxes with cartoon patterns. It should be that this group of students know that a new head teacher is coming today.

So I specially prepared a "little gift" for myself.

Fangzheng picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard boldly, then said loudly:

"Hi, students of Class [-], Grade [-], I am your future head teacher, Fang Zheng! Let's get to know each other this afternoon."

No one cares about myself.

Fangzheng frowned, and kicked the chair under the lecture away with his foot. There must be something wrong with the chair, probably glue or something.

There is nothing Fangzheng will not believe.

The chair was kicked aside by Fangzheng. He stood in the center of the desk and carefully opened the first gift prepared by his classmates with both hands.

Then Fangzheng's brows became even tighter.

Is there anything else in the box!It turned out to be a dense bunch of small white bugs!It's the kind of white insect that walks with its body bent and bowed.

On top of the worm was a note that kept shaking.

"Teacher, this is a snack specially prepared for you by the students! Please taste it."

Fangzheng suddenly laughed, it's just a trick, what do you think your teacher used to do in school? .

He raised his head and said to the noisy classroom: "The students also prepared some snacks for the teacher? Thank you."

Then he grabbed a few bugs with his hands. Although the students in the classroom were busy with their own affairs, their eyes were always observing Fang Zheng's reaction.

Seeing that Fangzheng had grabbed a few bugs in his hands, everyone fell silent and looked closely at Fangzheng.