"..." Jia Luo's smile froze.

"What should I say...Protagonist, give up!"

"Protagonist: I hurt my self-esteem!"

……

"..."

Can't I just give up? !

Jia Luo sighed, looking helplessly at the pen in his hand.

Forget it, it’s not bad to get a pen for nothing.

He can be regarded as the kind of person who enjoys life while suffering.

So, Jia Luo used this pen, and started to spin the pen with his fingertips, and then the atmosphere in the class became even worse.

The class bell rang, and following the sound of footsteps, a woman in business attire entered the classroom.

"Hi everyone, my new Chinese teacher."

The new teacher attracted everyone's attention as soon as she came. Her skin was as snowy as snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear springs. When looking forward, she had an elegant and quiet temperament, and her frown and smile made people's minds captured.

"My name is Shemeimarumon!"

A few beautiful chalk characters, like her, have an unknown temperament.

Seeing her, Jia Luo was stunned, and the pen in his hand slipped to the ground.

Some of the girls who had reacted showed contempt in their eyes when they saw Jia Luo's distraught look.

The new teacher seemed to have noticed Jia Luo, and took a closer look at Jia Luo, only to see her innocent expression, beautiful eyes looking forward, grinning into Jia Luo's bright eyes, and nodding with a smile.

... time back to a few days ago ...

In a luxurious bachelor apartment.

The female reporter who came back was lying on the luxurious soft bed in a daze, thinking that she was about to give up like this?

Returning to the show business circle to report those insignificant scandals?

Or, take the risk of becoming a war correspondent?

Then, one day become a leading figure among journalists?

That was the dream of a girl who gave up those scouts without hesitation a long time ago, turned around and joined the reporter industry without hesitation.

But why does it seem so small now?

The reporter seeks the truth, sees the reality of such a violent and mysterious world, but is afraid to move forward, just feel that it is enough to guard his own three-acre land with peace of mind?

Is that a reporter?Not counting, that doesn't even qualify for the title of reporter.

The female reporter made up her mind.

So, the female reporter found an acquaintance the next day.

"Is it done?"

"Senior sister, your luck is still as good as ever! Zongwu High School is short of teachers recently, so it didn't take much effort."

Hearing the affirmative answer from the other side, the female reporter smiled brightly.

"Of course, my luck has always been good. I am a woman loved by the goddess of fortune." The female reporter did not lie, she was indeed very lucky.

"That's right, there must be something wrong with Lady Luck's eyes recently. Besides, it's a lot more serious." The other party didn't deny this kind of thing.

"But speaking of it, even with my hard power, I can do this kind of thing. Please, I just want to give you a chance to repay the favor!"

"Ah, really! But don't think too much, this year's principal is a woman!"

With a laughing voice on the other side, the person on the other side immediately guessed that the hard skills she was talking about were definitely not suitable for being a teacher.

"However, most of those people in the Education Department are not women."

The female reporter's tone was soft, as if she was sure of winning.

"Well, to be honest, senior sister, why can't you, a scourge of human beings like you, disappear sooner?! Everyone must be very troubled!"

The voice on the other side was smiling, but unexpectedly serious.

"What are you talking about? How can I be called a scourge for a human treasure like me. Besides, if I disappear, a large number of people will be sad."

The female reporter smiled disapprovingly.

"I won't argue with you about this anymore. I have a question, I want to ask my senior sister, why did you suddenly think of becoming a teacher? It's not because you have the idea of ​​teaching and educating people!"

The voice on the other side asked curiously.

"Can I not answer!"

The female reporter said with an undiminished smile.

"If you don't answer, your interview qualification will be lost!"

"Well, more or less a personal thing. Briefly, something about the subject of the interview."

"Look, it really isn't. But, that he is really pitiful, he was targeted by you. He will definitely be ruthlessly abandoned immediately after being drained of his usefulness!"

"If it's possible, I hope it can be like this. However, it seems a bit difficult now..."

When the female reporter said this, she lacked confidence.

"Hey, I'm surprised, there's a man you can't take anymore? Could it be an old man in his 90s?"

"No, it's a boy."

"Oh, I'm curious, who is he?"

"Hey, why should I tell you, Yang Naochan!"

The female reporter smiled.

The conversation ended in this way!

……

Author's message:

PS1. Enenen, the logic is self-consistent, the logic is self-consistent.

The relationship between the characters in the book does not necessarily conform to the original.

Chapter 100 Is this also a Shura field?

In the international education class, Jia Luo came back to his senses and picked up the dropped pen.

"I smell something messed up!"

"I also smelled it, this female reporter is here to make a big deal!"

……

Jia Luo really didn't expect this female reporter to come here. As for how she knew that she was a student of Sobu High School, isn't it very simple?

Jia Luo has basically been wearing the school uniform of Sobu High School, and you can know it with a little understanding.

However, how she knew that she was in the international education class is a little unclear, probably through the reporter's relationship!

and then?

What should happen next?

A common routine in light novels, this new female teacher showed an unusually warm and intimate behavior towards herself, and then aroused the surprise and envy of passers-by in the class.

But there is a problem. Now there are only girls in this class.

This pretense seems a bit wrong?

At this time, the female reporter withdrew her smile to Jia Luo, and glanced at the whole class: "Okay, although many things have happened. However, the duty of the students is to study. Let's continue to study with a normal heart."

"Ah?" Jia Luo was a little surprised, and couldn't help but make a suspicious voice.

"That classmate, do you have anything to say?" Shemei Maruwen tilted his head and looked at Jia Luo in doubt, as if he really saw Jia Luo for the first time.

"Protagonist: Hehe, what am I going to say, don't you have a B number in your heart?"

"Female reporter: No, I'm bloated!"

"2333, don't put it at the bottom, okay? I took it seriously for a moment!"

"By the way, what does it mean to not have a B number in mind, I have been swiping!"

"Brother, I'm very worried about you! I don't even know about this, but I just have a point in my heart!"

"Oh, what does this B mean?"

"...I'm at a loss for words, I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

"6666"

……

If possible, Jia Luo really wanted to speak clearly like the barrage said.

However, it's hard to say in front of so many people now!

"Ah, it's nothing, there is no teacher..." So Jia Luo remained silent after finishing speaking.

It's a little different from what I thought!

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