The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

After Wang Ping called the police, he was in a fragmented state, as if he would not act without instructions.

What was he trying to persuade the young master just now?Don't be superstitious?

It is superstition to place hope in illusory things, but the young master's ability is real!

God has come to save you, so can it still be called superstition?

Xie Yubo: "Uncle Wang, are you okay?"

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, the young master looked like a normal person, but he could no longer treat him as an ordinary person.Ordinary people, who can prevent a man-made disaster with all their efforts, and still be as calm as Xie Yubo?

At least after 20 years of driving, Wang Ping regained his composure and touched the steering wheel again. He did not forget his mission, which was to send the young master to school on time.

Behind Wang Ping's car, the owner of an Audi was cursing and greeting the driver of the car in front who had suddenly braked, and his tongue flickered at the sudden turn of events.

If the car in front continued to drive just now... either it was hit by a sports car, or it was hit by a sports car, maybe it hit two cars in a row!

Looking at the crashed sports car, the Audi owner's hands and feet felt cold and his heart beat faster.

God predicts!Amazing car skills!God luck!

He couldn't wait to check the driving recorder to see how the other party found out.

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After driving away from the scene of the car accident, Xie Yubo said: "Don't let your family know about this, lest they worry."

Wang Ping: "I will handle it well."

Just yesterday, Wang Ping couldn't imagine that one day the young master would hide a secret from his family, let alone help him lie.

Xie Yubo smiled: "Superstition is indeed bad."

Wang Ping smiled awkwardly.

Xie Yubo said: "Except for me, among the other 100 people, 99 are liars. Uncle Wang, you can't be blindly superstitious because of today's incident. When I open my business, just look for me."

As soon as Wang Ping heard it, he understood that Xie Yubo was only temporarily compromising with his family, and he still wanted to tell someone's fortune.

"What's the next plan, young master?"

"You keep it secret for me?"

Xie Yubo smiled, but Uncle Wang didn't say anything, no one told the family what he was doing outside.

"I'm going to open a blind massage parlor, but I don't have the money—"

Wang Ping immediately said: "I—"

"Your private money? No."

Wang Ping smiled coyly, come on, at this age, the juniors will know about all the private money.

Xie Yubo: "I'll start as an apprentice first, so it's more credible. After school at noon today, we'll go look for it. When I go out in the future, I will go to learn massage."

Wang Ping exclaimed: "The young master hasn't even carried a schoolbag by himself, how can he give someone a massage? The young and the young will not agree. The young and the young are paid a high salary, and they have secretly saved some money over the years. We are still our own bosses." Bar."

Without even using his private money, General Manager Xie directly opened a high-end club for Xie Yubo.

Xie Yubo waved his hand: "It's not a true study, so I'm just putting on a cover, so I want to find a trustworthy boss, and my brother must not instigate rebellion."

The school is coming soon, Xie Yubo hastened to make arrangements: "You can help me buy a few things in a while, just your usual set of superstitious tools, the more the better."

Wang Ping: "Okay, I'll go shopping later."

Xie Yubo thought for a while, and then said: "I haven't learned anything in the past 18 years. I want to understand the world as soon as possible. What book should I read?"

Wang Ping was startled: "Look?"

Xie Yubo came back in a hurry: "Brother said, if there is anything scanned in the phone, just take a picture and it will be read out for me."

"Hmm... Encyclopedia, History of the World, Progress of Science?"

Wang Ping has a daughter, and he quickly thought about what her daughter looks like in daily life, and he thought that he needed to add the nine-year compulsory education textbook and "Notes on Contemporary Buzzwords".

"Buy them all, buy them all, especially the science, buy more!"

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle!

"Ahem, this is the money, Uncle, can I owe it first?"

Wang Ping said seriously: "It is the duty of elders to buy books for children."

His daughter's culture classes were poor since she was a child, and she dozed off after reading a book for 3 minutes, and never asked her father to buy books.

Therefore, Wang Ping has not stepped into a bookstore yet, and enjoys the sense of accomplishment of choosing books for his children. He is a little excited and can't wait to kick the accelerator to the bookstore.

Xie Yubo was puzzled, Uncle Wang seemed to be a bit over the top?

Speaking of which, this is not the first time that the Grand Master has gone to school. He has attended Taixue for a year, and for some reason, he resigned as a teacher for three consecutive times.

Are they all afraid that their national teacher will see that their wives are strict?

Xie Yubo sat firmly in the last row of the classroom by the window all year round, at a single desk, almost invisible.

He was born outstandingly, and at the beginning there would be female classmates staring at him, but after three years, it is not new, and occasionally admiring him between classes relieves stress.

This is a good high school. More than ten years of education have given most students a young and beautiful worldview. Therefore, Xie Yubo has not been bullied. He is just a vase with a tree in the corner. lose money.

New teachers will be told that the student at the table is Xie's young master, don't ask him to answer questions, don't have to take the exam, and it's best not to talk to him, just look at him.

Wang Ping has always been very accurate in timing, and delivered Xie Yubo to his seat on time at 5:[-].Delayed on the road today, [-] minutes late, Xie Yubo heard the discussion of two male students poking their heads at the door.

"55? Xie Yubo isn't coming today?"

"It may be that he will arrive in fifty minutes, and if he exceeds this time, he will ask for leave."

"How about I sit in his seat now? The new history teacher is here today, and if I pretend to be Xie Yubo, will I be able to sleep in for a class?" Liu Fei yawned. The game lasted all night, it was terrible.

"Damn it, you just said that..." The small group centered on that boy all unanimously stared at Xie Yubo's seat, as if it was some kind of VIP seat paradise on earth.

"Fuck, I'm willing to donate my pocket money to let me sleep in public there during class!" Liu Fei said, seeing Xie Yubo appearing at the door from the corner of his eye, he immediately regretted it.

Xie Yubo moved his nose, and the national teacher could smell the smell of stupid people and rich money.

Liu Fei pinched his thigh resignedly, grinning his teeth in pain to stay awake.

Whoever sleeps in class is called by the teacher of the department and reported to the head teacher, just wait to call the parents.

"Pocket money?"

A completely unfamiliar voice sounded, full of youthful feeling, Liu Fei couldn't help but search for the source, when he looked up and saw it was Xie Yubo, his expression seemed to have seen a ghost.

"Yes, it's you..."

Xie Yubo: "It can be sold."

Silent.

After a while, someone said: "So you can talk?"

The students in the second class thought that he was severely autistic and didn't like to communicate with others. Seeing Xie Yubo's words, they thought that his recovery was effective, but they were not surprised by Xie Yubo's family.

It is much more common for autism to speak and become smarter than a fool.

Adolescent boys always like to do some harmless rebellion. How tempting it is to sleep openly in front of the teacher.

Immediately someone bid: "Fifty."

Liu Fei took out a hundred-yuan bill, stuffed it into Xie Yubo's hand, and quickly shifted his seat, "If you're a brother, don't grab me!"

The teacher in charge of the morning class didn't come today, it's perfect.Liu Fei got down on Xie Yubo's seat, and found that this seat was different from theirs, and it was very comfortable to sleep on his stomach.One hundred times, earned.

Xie Yubo touched the paper money for the first time, and rubbed it with his fingertips. Liu Fei's tablemate couldn't help saying: "It's 100 yuan."

Xie Yubo nodded, he had no idea about the denomination, so Liu Fei took it when he gave it to him, neatly folded the banknote in half, and put it in his pocket.

The native teachers really make money.

The second class is a liberal arts class, and its grades rank at the bottom of the year. The first section is history. During this period, the high school entrance examination has just passed, and the discipline is loose.

The new history teacher named Zhou Qiang was inexperienced. After knocking on the blackboard several times, the whole class was still lifeless, so I had to focus on the students who were willing to listen to the class.

For example, the juicy cabbage-like boy in the first row has dark eyes, and the whole class counts him as having the straightest back and the brightest eyes.

Children can be taught!

Zhou Qiang looked at Xie Yubo lovingly, "This classmate, what's your name?"

Zhou Qiang clearly felt that at this moment, the atmosphere in the class suddenly changed, and the drowsy person pricked up his ears.

Xie Yubo thought that after collecting the money, he had to be dedicated: "Liu Fei."

"Liu Fei, very good, read this paragraph aloud, so that everyone can wake up."

Everyone raised their heads, looked at Xie Yubo, and at Liu Fei who was asleep, full of energy.

Let you swagger to sleep!Let it be revealed!

Who is bad for the teacher, point Xie Yubo, he is blind!

Zhou Qiang felt that at this moment, everyone was awake except Mr. Xie's family who was sleeping in the corner. She guessed that Liu Fei's popularity in the class should be very high.

Under forty gazes, Xie Yubo stood up calmly, with a clear and smooth voice: "Delete Confucianism from all schools of thought..."

The students waiting to watch the show: "...?"

Um?Xie Yubo, isn't he blind?

Is it Liu Fei or Xie Yubo who is studying now?

After Xie Yubo finished reading aloud, Zhou Qiang's goal of "awakening the whole class" was achieved, and the teacher was very satisfied.

"Student Liu Fei, please sit down."

Good-looking, obedient, and serious in reading, Zhou Qiang felt that she was a little angel arranged for her by God.

Xie Yubo stood there, adhering to the spirit of asking if he didn't understand, and said, "Students don't understand something."

Zhou Qiang smiled, "Say it."

Xie Yubo frowned and said, "Who is Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty?"

It doesn't look like he is better than a tyrant. This is an emperor through the ages, and he still kills his son?At least a tyrant has no son to kill.

Zhou Qiang: "..."

What about good students?Who was your last history teacher?who is it? ?

Xie Yubo ignored the teacher's eyes, frowned and thought, according to the history books, tyrants like this can probably be remembered in history, and they really pissed off their teachers!

Zhou Qiang briefly explained the life of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, emphasizing his great talents and strategies. The more Xie Yubo listened to it, the more unhappy she became, and she sat down angrily.

Hmph, it seems that no history book will write such a thing as a tyrant locking up his country's teacher!

Xie Yubo was angry for a while, and then asked the history teacher with anticipation in his eyes: "A person who donated 20 taels of gold during natural disasters in ancient times, can he be included in textbooks?"

Even if it follows the small print below the life of the tyrant?

Zhou Qiang: "..." I want to resign.

The author has something to say: read it;

The great master looked through the history books: "There is no one better than the tyrant, and he can occupy a page for himself... Doesn't the tyrant want to occupy two pages?"

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Qin Huang Han Wu Tang Zong Song Zu: "Put down the filter and talk!"

The great national teacher poked his neck and blushed: "What filter! The national teacher only has the eyes of the sky!"