He's playing first grade again

Before Lin Jian went to the classroom, he had a face-to-face meeting with his class teacher.

He just glanced up, his eyes were cold, he missed the teacher, and continued to walk up.

When he reached the corner, Lin Jian felt that there was nothing beside him. He pressed the phone and turned around. His two brothers looked at him in astonishment, and then turned their eyes back to the teacher in front of him.

He Tao had a flattering smile on his face: "Mr. Liu, are you going home after class?"

"No."

Lin Jian frowned, and glanced at Teacher Liu, who was over forty years old, wearing a white coat, black trousers, leather shoes, and wearing black-rimmed glasses, the lenses were so thick that when he squinted his eyes, he felt that He Tao's head was crowded. Same as flat.

Lin Jian put away her mobile phone, leaned lazily against the wall and waited for the two brothers to say hello to the teacher.

Zhang Qi blinked at him vigorously, his eyeballs stared from his position to the teacher's in front of him, Lin Jian was amused, his eyeballs could circle back and forth in the eye sockets.

Lin Jian suddenly glanced away at him to signal, then lowered his head and continued to pick and hold the phone.

But just as he flicked the screen twice, Zhang Qi's gaze still fell on him, not only him, He Tao also looked at him.

Lin Jian suddenly realized.

Oh brother is calling for my help.

Lin Jian pondered for a moment, then went down a flight of stairs, stood side by side with the teacher, frowned slightly, and greeted like a parent who was worried about the two children: "What are you talking about, let the teacher go after greetings , what are you doing in front of the teacher?"

Hearing these words, Zhang Qi immediately felt that his winking was completely in vain.

He Tao shrugged resignedly.

Brother Jane, you can ask for blessings.

Lin Jian didn't get what the two of them meant, so she looked at Teacher Liu blankly, and found that the other party was also looking at him.

He is about 1.8 meters taller than the teacher by more than half a head, Lin Jian raised his eyebrows: "Why are you looking at me?"

I am not your student.

He Tao admired this arrogant uncle from the bottom of his heart: "Brother Jian, this is your head teacher!"

Lin Jian paused for half a minute.

After a while, he pulled his lips in embarrassment.

Compared with his sophomore year in high school, his hostility has subsided a lot, and he doesn't know that he has been in society for a long time. Lin Jian's first reaction was to take out a pack of cigarettes from his pants, tilt his head and shake He took out one and handed it in front of Teacher Liu: "Teacher, do you smoke?"

He Tao and Zhang Qi were taken aback by his tricks.

Immediately petrified there.

Brother Jian is really courageous.

Liu Sen stared at him coldly, and took away the cigarette case in his hand expressionlessly. Lin Jian took out a lighter from his pocket, and with a "click", the flames from the lighter frightened Mr. Liu Shaking, he staggered back a step.

"bring here!"

Teacher Liu snapped and took his lighter away.

"Mr. Liu, brother Jian came to school for the first time, you just..." He Tao was halfway through the sentence, but was swept over by Teacher Liu with a cold look, and he restrained himself from pleading for Lin Jian.

Lin Jian spent almost all of his sophomore year hanging around outside, and his reputation grew as he became more and more famous. He was almost a nominal student. The commotion of returning to school this time was so big that Teacher Liu came down to pick him up in person.

I happened to run into him, but unfortunately the student didn't know him at all.

office.

Lin Jian had the attitude of a bad student. Before Liu Senping opened his mouth, he was leaning on his desk, with his back slightly bent, with a smile on his lips: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were my class teacher just now, cigarettes and lighters Give it back to me."

Liu Senping put the lighter on the other end of the desk. He met this classmate when he was in the second grade of high school. According to their many years of experience as teachers, there are more than 40 students in one class, and one teacher replaces two classes. , more than 80 people, only the students recognize the teachers, how can the teachers recognize the students?

But now, it's the other way around. He knows the students, but the students don't know him.

Liu Senping sorted out his emotions, and practiced calligraphy over and over again on the brush copybook with a pen in his hand: "How long do you plan to stay in school this time?"

"I just want to come back and take a look." Lin Jian said honestly.

"What?" Liu Sen blew his beard and stared calmly, "It's your senior year, do you know your senior year? You will take the college entrance examination in more than 200 days, and you will be in school for less than 100 days. Lin Jian, Although I haven't taught you anything, I am your class teacher after all, so Gou Ze is with you, right? Look at him now, working hard every day, for fear of being one step behind other students."

Lin Jian tilted his head and licked his lips. He stood up with a smile: "Teacher, the dog is still the last one, right?"

Liu Senping was taken aback, turned his eyes away, and explained somewhat at a loss: "He is making progress and others are making progress, you can't just watch..."

"So no matter how hard he tries, he's still at the bottom, right?" Lin Jian brushed his back molars with the tip of his tongue, and continued casually, "Everything, teacher, what's the use of it? You might as well stop encouraging him and let him He fends for himself, and his family can support him anyway."

Liu Senping was speechless for a moment, the flesh on his face was shaking from his anger, and finally he slammed the table, "At least he tried hard, so he won't regret it!"

Lin Jian squinted her eyes and snorted, "How do you know he won't regret it? Do you remember the girl who jumped off the building because of an English error in the college entrance examination the year before last? She tried her best but found it was futile. Isn't that enough to break down?"

Lin Jian looked away, ignored Liu Senping's speechless expression, and shrugged indifferently: "I'll just give the cigarettes and lighters to you, the teacher. I'm just coming back to have a look. Don't take me seriously. It's not worth it." .”

The door is closed.

The door of the office was right next to his class, the door was wide open, and a female teacher was sitting on the podium reading a book.

After Lin Jian's figure passed by the front door, muffled gossip filled the classroom.

"Lin Jian is outside—"

"Really?"

"I just saw it, and my goodness, he's so handsome."

"He just glanced at me, and I was moved. Will he come back to school?"

"I don't know, I think it might be because I came back to apply for withdrawal?"

Lin Jian bypassed the front door and walked in from the back door, and went straight to Gou Ze's seat in the back row.

Gou Ze lowered his head, writing some notes densely on the paper.

There are too many books in the third year of high school. Many people moved a bench from the utility room and put them next to them. Gou Ze moved two benches. Lin Jian took advantage of the situation and sat down, staring at the English composition on his desk: "It's written in English composition." Is it too rubbish?"

After Gou Ze saw him, he was surprised: "Brother Jian, how did you come here?"

"I walked in with two legs." Lin Jian stepped on the horizontal bar under his desk with both feet, opened his legs, and adjusted his posture to play with his mobile phone.

Gou Ze sat in the last row, forming a gap with the students in the front row. He was the only student sitting in such a large space.

Lin Jian raised his eyes and took a look. There were few boys in the liberal arts class, but there were many girls. At first glance, there were a lot of girls in Wu Yangyang, and some of them looked back at him frequently.

Gou Ze lowered his voice: "Are you coming back to school?"

Lin Jian stared at the phone screen with his head hooked, "No."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Do you have headphones?"

Gou Ze gave him the headset in a daze.

Lin Jian plugged in the earphones, and a male voice came from the opposite side. His voice was clear, pleasant, and very polite.

"Mr. Jian, is this the translation of this passage?"

Lin Jian glanced at it, picked out the translations that he made mistakes, and sent the correct translations.

After communicating back and forth for half an hour, and the teaching time was limited on the platform, Lin Jian glanced at the two words "thank you", and then dismissed the "teacher" background.

He glanced at the watch on the wall of the classroom, and with seven or eight minutes left to finish class, he casually picked up Gou Ze's English paper.

Then he picked up a pen and circled a few misspelled words on it. When Gou Ze saw him scribbling on his paper, he threw down the pen and pulled his paper with a "swipe", and said distressedly: "Brother Jian, you Why? My composition is going to be read by the English teacher!"

Lin Jian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Change it, Gouzi, it's hard to pass the composition with your stupid essay."

"Hmph, it sounds like you can understand."

Gou Ze complained angrily, while wiping the marks on his drawing with an eraser.

Lin Jian smiled and said nothing.

After pressing the phone, he found that he was still logged in on the "HELP" platform, and the other party sent him a QR code with a sentence: Click to open it.

Lin Jian raised his eyebrows, and there was something strange sliding across his handsome face.

The HELP platform is a platform for helping each other to answer questions and solve problems. Lin Jian downloaded one after listening to the publicity of her foreign friends, and registered herself as an English teacher in a daze, calling her "Monterey High Jane Teacher".

When the platform pushed it, it deliberately gave him a vague black silhouette of an elite with a ring around his chest.

When Lin Jian saw the outline, he stroked his hair.

The platform really understands him.

This looks like a bull bang boom.

In the information column, Lin Jian even shamelessly changed his graduation school to Monterrey Higher Master of Translation and Interpretation.

Age: 23

Currently living overseas.

Marital Status: You guessed it.

This app was developed by a foreign scholar, and now it has been popularized in China.

Many students are using it, and Lin Jian doesn't know what's going on. It may be that he has registered for a long time, so that when many parents choose a famous teacher for their children, the platform first recommends "Teacher Monterey Gaojian".

In the past two years, he has led more than ten students.

The primary school student called him Dad with a look of admiration.

Middle school students are a bit arrogant, do you have the ability to recite the Oxford Dictionary for me?

As soon as college students come up, no matter male or female, the first question is, does the little brother have online dating?

Lin Jian was speechless, and set the push condition to only teach English for high school students.

If the student hadn't told him the day before yesterday that he was under a lot of pressure in the third year of high school, Lin Jian might never have remembered that he was still a high school senior.

Lin Jian looked at the QR code and that sentence.

He poked his long finger across the screen, and replied solemnly: "Sorry, no friends, no red envelopes."

At the end, he added another sentence: "Platform regulations."

The other party quickly sent back a message: "Master, take a look~"

A small wave.

Lin Jian's mind automatically made up the coquettish voice of the opposite classmate, which made him tremble in fright.

I returned an emoji with my arms crossed, don't be like this, I'm afraid.jpg.

This time it was a voice: "Master, click on it and have a look."

Lin Jian was most afraid of such students who secretly gave him red envelopes, so he licked his lips and scanned the QR code.

It is a link that automatically switches to a web page.

The screen of the mobile phone is black, and the countdown of "3, 2, 1" starts in the middle——

Then a word pops up in the center of the screen every three seconds, which looks like this:

"This—a—master—fu—you—are—arrested—arrested—crime—name—is—national—day—happy—happy—"

The other party's voice came over: Happy National Day, master.

Lin Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw that the crime was charged with these three words, he subconsciously added the words "heart-stealing thief".

He even thought that if these four words were true, then their master-student friendship should come to an end.

The author has something to say: Yes, he is the teacher of our Ning Tong Xie worship.

These two people have completely opposite personalities online and in life.

即将安排见面，求收呀~感谢在2020-03-1102:38:50~2020-03-1318:29:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Juanjuan and Nanling Yibie;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Orphaned daytoy 7 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!