Don't get in the way of my marriage

Different from the energetic greeting from the instigator, the instructors and students who were severely harmed by the after-school homework assigned by Yuan: We are not bad at all!

This time, the rare instructors and students stood on a united front.

And the target they want to crusade against is the new teacher in front of him who is smiling harmlessly, Genshinnosuke!

The students who had already been severely taught could only stare at Yuan angrily, after all, the other party was an instructor.

But instructors are different.

"Teacher Yuan, may I ask what is the task you assigned to the students yesterday!"

An instructor was the first to speak out, and I saw him protecting his crooked wig and reflective glasses, blocking his eyes that were so angry that they were about to breathe fire.

During the morning exercise, people kept making small moves to attack his wig. At first, he thought it was accidental, but the situation intensified, and finally someone dared to grab his wig directly.

You know, his image in school has always been that of an immortal male god. Now it's over, the whole school knows that his hair volume is just a name for nothing!

"Yes, no matter what, you should discuss it with us first."

Another instructor stood up and said, "Let the students steal my wallet. If you don't say hello in advance, the students will be demerited or even expelled."

"The tasks you assign to the students are too nonsense!"

An instructor struggled for a long time, finally overcame the obstacle in his heart, and with a blushing face, he blamed him with embarrassment.

Yuan knew at a glance that this was the instructor who almost lost Fatci.

Most of the instructors in the school will stay in the school dormitory, and only a small number like Yuan will go home every day.

Because of this, last night, when an instructor who had almost lost his weight just came out of the shower, he happened to witness a few students sneaking through the clothes they had changed.

The most eye-catching thing is that one of the students happened to hold his fat leg high in his hand with a red face (?).

He still remembers that excited look, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a middle-aged uncle's fat times, but some treasure worth millions, the excitement and ecstasy.

Of course, after knowing the truth of the matter, a severe beating must be inevitable.

Later, several instructors expressed their disapproval and condemnation of Yuan's actions.

Waiting patiently until everyone finished speaking, Yuan made a gesture of calm down.

Before explaining his homework arrangement, Minamoto took a meaningful look at Onitsuka Hachizo, who was sitting next to him in the melon-eating group, and quickly looked away before the other party got confused.

I don't know if Mr. Onitsuka's measurement data has been obtained by those little ghosts.

"For what happened yesterday, I would like to apologize to the teachers on behalf of these incompetent students. After all, it is my first time as an instructor, so the teaching methods will inevitably be different from the traditional methods that everyone knows. However, In my opinion, to be a good undercover agent, being able to obtain information at any time without alerting anyone is a must-have skill.”

"In terms of the arrangement of the task content, I specially left a way for the rookies. For example, Matsumoto-sensei, you obviously have another spare wig in your dormitory. This shows the flexibility of the students. Very low, and Kojima-sensei, your...fat time."

At this point, Yuan paused, presumably he himself felt a little embarrassed.

"Hey, let me state in advance. I didn't say that I want you to wear it next to your body. This is all chosen by the students, and the same is true for you, Mr. Kinoshita. I remember that you specially put a small jar in the office to hold coins. Just take one from there when you come to the office to complete the task, I don't understand why the students have to come to get your wallet."

"Besides, if you have notified the teachers in advance, the success rate of the rookie students will be lower if you are on guard, well, but this time is just a reminder to you, in the future, such tasks will definitely be repeated. There will be, and I ask the instructors to bear with me when the time comes."

Yuan said so much, and summed it up in one sentence: It is all the fault of the students, and they will dare to do it next time.

After listening to Yuan's speech with a huge amount of information, the instructors and students didn't know what to say for a while.

The most shocking one was Mr. Matsumoto who was pointed out that he still had a spare wig in his possession. He remembered this incident, and he probably didn't tell anyone in the whole school.

Sensing Mr. Matsumoto's strong gaze, Minamoto touched his nose, "You must have worn different wigs yesterday morning and afternoon."

Ah, it seems that I accidentally told the other party's secret.

I thought everyone had noticed this, but in the end it was only myself who discovered it.

Teacher Matsumoto smiled: Please shut up.

"No, Mr. Yuan, you said that the success rate will decrease. Did any students succeed this time?" Kosuke Ozawa raised his hand and asked.

Congratulations, blind student, you finally discovered Huadian.

At this time, everyone present looked at the students standing in a row, and even the students themselves couldn't help looking at each other.

Wait, it seems like five people are missing.

"Several members of the Onitsuka class are not here!"

The student who first discovered this reminded loudly.

Onitsuka class? !

The smile of Onitsuka Hachizo, who had been eating melons happily all the time, gradually disappeared.

Talk about what kind of experience it is to eat melon and eat yourself.

For a while, the whole office suddenly fell silent.

The curious eyes of the students, the sympathetic eyes of colleagues, and the bewildered eyes of Yuan.

Onizuka Hachizo, who was always vigorous and resolute, suddenly shuddered.

Speaking of which, last night, the actions of those brats were indeed a little strange, they pretended to fall and groped themselves...

"knock knock"

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the office suddenly, and after Yuan said please come in, several members of the Onitsuka class pushed the door and entered.

The few people who were caught off guard by everyone's attention again did not have such a strong heart as Yuan. After a moment of stunned, they immediately stood upright and greeted the baptism of everyone's eyes.

"You are here to report the results, right? Mr. Onizuka is here, and you can compare the accuracy of the information."

Yuan nonchalantly walked over to the student standing closest to him, and patted his shoulder to make him relax.

His shoulders are tense, is there something that makes him nervous?

As the most relaxed person in the whole office, he looked at the young people around him without knowing it, and they were all sweating.

"Ahem, then I will report the information our class collected yesterday."

A tall young man standing in the middle said loudly, "Instructor Onitsuka's measurements are 114.05, 84.76, and 110.03."

Oh, oh hoo.

I really can't see that Mr. Onizuka has such a good figure.

All attention shifted again, focusing on Onitsuka Hachizo.

Onizuka Hachizo, whose figure is comparable to that of a bodybuilder, couldn't help but blushed. This...what's going on!

He who was still laughing at Matsumoto and Kojima just now finally understood the mood of those two who wanted to find a crack in the ground at that time.

The most frightening thing was that at this embarrassing moment, a certain devil kindly reminded him.

"Onitsuka-sensei, it's your turn to comment next, are they right?"

Onizuka Hachizo, who just wanted to break through the door at this moment: ...

Of course, his plan to spend the most difficult tens of seconds in his life in silence was finally broken by instructors Matsumoto and Kojima, whom he once laughed at.

After actual measurement, Onitsuka Hachizo's real measurements are basically consistent with the measurements reported by the students.

"It's a very enviable figure, Onizuka-sensei."

Yuan gave a thumbs up to Onitsuka Hachizo, whose eyes were gradually losing light, and turned to the students behind him who were trying to hold back their smiles, "From this point of view, congratulations to all of you who successfully completed the task, I will be in your class Add the corresponding score to the performance, well, the class time is almost up, you can go."

In the drawer, he dug out the roster that the principal had handed over to him before, found several members of Onizuka's class, and added their scores in the spaces after their names one by one.

Rei Fuguya, Koichi Date, Jinpei Matsuda, Jingguang Zhufu, Kenji Hagiwara.

These are the influential figures in the school that Mr. Ozawa mentioned, after all, both the first and the second are in this class.

……

The turmoil in the morning passed quickly, and everyone resumed their daily study and teaching...

Weird.

I don't know whose blessing it was, but gossip about some instructors and some students spread inexplicably on campus.

such as:

Shocked, visiting late at night, why did the trainees hide the instructor's underwear privately?

Regardless of regretting for a lifetime, he, who claims to have good looks, actually relies on wigs to maintain his appearance!

The fitness trainer was crying, and the peerless body was concealed, whether it was low self-esteem or conceit.

On the way to the classroom, I accidentally heard a group of students next to me discussing fiercely and loudly. Yuan leaned forward curiously, and then heard the above explosive news.

The nature of human gossip, even in a place like the police academy, is hard to restrain.

Smiling, he put his arm on someone's shoulder, and said in a calm tone, "Let's discuss the instructor's private affairs privately. This class will go to the playground to consume your excess energy."

Alas, although this matter has nothing to do with me (others: are you serious?!), it is not good for anyone to let the rumors spread like this.

Since I have met them all, let's take care of them.

It was like the whisper of a demon.

The student whose shoulders were held by Yuan turned his head stiffly.

"A class lasts an hour. It should be no problem to run fifty laps. After class, I will ask the instructor who manages the playground, so you'd better not try to get away with it."

Junior students: Devil... Devil!

In this way, in just a few days after Yuan joined the job less than a week ago, the image of him as a ghost was deeply ingrained in the hearts of all the students and instructors in the school.

The source who heard the news from Kosuke Ozawa: Ah, what a sad comment.

However, since the students have requested this, I will try my best to meet their expectations!

Yuan clenched his fist with one hand, thinking swearingly, from this point of view, serving in the police academy is not so boring.

Kosuke Ozawa on the side: At this moment, I am extremely fortunate that I am a colleague of Mr. Yuan.

Imagine if he met an instructor like Mr. Yuan when he was in the police academy, with his small body, he would definitely drop out of school crying.

The students who shunned when they heard Yuan's name: Please, someone will save them!

The author has something to say: a small theater with no responsibility

One day, the students who were out shopping encountered Yuan and Ranpo.

Seeing the black-haired, squinting-eyed boy's obedience to Minamoto, the pupils of the students trembled. This...is this really the devil Shinnosuke in their impression? !

感谢在2020-04-2023:47:53~2020-04-2119:56:01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 cast the mine: 1 WF Scarlet;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: update labor and management! 10 bottles; Taoist said that nuns and we have about 8 bottles; 2 bottles of Sang Moli, Xiyi is so delicious, and tree trees and bamboo; 1 bottle of Yuanyuan Yishi, Living Cherry;

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