100 ways to be a scumbag boss

In fact, he is not fair, but compared to the boys in the team, he is fair-skinned, with clear and strong facial features, and a beautiful little red mole under the end of his eye. Perhaps it is because he is tall and stands at the front of the row, like a paved street. The rising sun in the room is not extraordinary, but it is extremely inviting.

Soon a group of green poplars lined up neatly, listening to the leader's whistle and running towards the class they were responsible for.

The little girls pursed their lips, their hearts beating softly, unconsciously hoping that the boy would be in charge of their own class.

Jinhuan leaned his back against the iron mesh of the fence and looked lazily at the boys running towards him.

She could see the small red mole clearly even from such a distance.

Touch your fingertips together and rub gently.

Shen Huanzhu was extremely hot.

Eyelashes trembling slightly, the two of them looked at each other inexplicably across the sea of ​​people, but they quickly looked away.

Only the place where the peripheral vision touched was faintly hot.

"gather."

The boy's voice is low and pleasant, and his crisp uniform is very eye-catching.

The students gathered in groups of three or three stood up quickly.

"From short to tall, Team Lixi, girls stand in front!"

When he kept a straight face, he looked a little serious, and everyone subconsciously did not dare to make a mistake.

In fact, even the girl who had just stared at him had tempered her enthusiastic attitude.

He said that his surname was Shen (shen), and the cursive prefix Xin means Xin Wuyu.

This surname is really uncommon, but after tonight, many people know this unpopular surname.

When it comes to her height, she is actually not too short, and of course she is not tall in the class either.

It happened to be in the middle of the first row.

The first item is to stand in a military posture. The 15-minute military posture, from Xin Wuyu's mouth, seems to be just an appetizer not worth mentioning.

You can still hold on for the first five minutes, but the further you get to the back, the more people will make small moves.

At the same time, more and more people are calling for reports.

Of course, there is no shortage of thorns in every class. Xin Wuyu caught two typical students and sent them to run laps on the playground.

After the remaining students saw the other party's indifferent attitude, they all became more honest.

But some people, even if they wear the same clothes as everyone else, are still conspicuous.

Xin Wuyu glanced at the extremely serious little girl in the first row several times, and there was a smile in his eyes for no reason.

She takes it too seriously.

So serious that...it's a little silly and cute.

However, the mentality of being an instructor is very similar to that of a teacher. Elders will always subconsciously like children who work hard.

Xin Wuyu was probably in this mood at the moment.

Tonight's military training ended at nine o'clock. He didn't train these children. He just stood back and forth in a military posture and did stretching exercises.

During the last round of military posture.

The girl who had been quiet all night suddenly shouted: "Report!"

Xin Wuyu came out of the third row and walked up to the little girl. When he looked closer, he realized that she was touching her chest.

"Say."

"Tell the instructor, I'm sweating almost in my eyes."

No matter how calm the girl's tone is, her voice is naturally sweet, like peach blossom stuffing in spring.

Xin Wuyu's attention followed her words and fell on the girl's jade-colored eyelids. There was indeed a glistening bead of sweat slipping down, and it was about to fall into her eyes. Her beautiful long eyelashes trembled fiercely.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, but quickly stopped.

After his Adam's apple rolled unnaturally, the boy turned his head slightly uncomfortably, and his voice became a bit embarrassed for no reason: "Wipe it yourself."

"Yes!"