Who calls this thing a god?

Qiyou walked up to the person, raised his hand and slapped the whole classroom into silence.

With an unshakable expression on his face, he asked indifferently, "Is it loud?"

head teacher:"……"

The whole class: "..."

Do you say loud?Can you stop ringing? ?

The middle-aged man only felt that his ears were being bombarded by Italian bombardment, and his tinnitus was buzzing. It was unreal to listen to him.

Being slapped on the face in front of the whole class, the blood surged up for a while, and I wanted to hit back immediately.

A hand reached behind him, grabbing his wrist firmly.

Lu Chan still had a gentle smiling face, but the strength in his hands seemed to crush human bones.

"Teacher Qi loves his post and is dedicated to his work. He unconsciously corrects your fallacies and gives the students a truth. It's really admirable." He had a mocking smile on his face, but his tone was so sincere that it made people feel hot-faced.

Qiyou stood in the same place without moving, like an unsheathed blade, with cold eyes.

Facing such a gaze, the class teacher's cold sweat dripped down suddenly.

Lu Chan said unhurriedly, half mockingly and half provocatively: "I pray that the teacher has taught you before without a slap, and I don't have much right to speak as a teaching assistant, so I will send you another sentence, 'flies don't bite. Seamless egg', it's the fly that's the problem, never the egg."

The faces of Su Yun and his party suddenly became uglier.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Lu Chan glanced at them lightly, and said with a smile: "I'm not targeting someone, I'm talking about all the flies here."

The homeroom teacher was slapped by Qi You and scolded by Lu Chan with a smile. He just felt that the cover of Tianling was about to be lifted by blood. How could he still stay in the class after retaliation...

Lu Chan seemed to be able to see through what he was thinking, pretended to be ah, and said: "You think you will have no face to stay in school in the future, right?

"You don't think you offended me, you can still get a job in this school, right?

"Then what you think is too beautiful."

Lu Chan's gaze turned cold all of a sudden, and he pierced straight into people's hearts: "Don't worry, I will let you pack up and go back to your hometown before November."

The leaders of the whole school can't figure out the background of Lu Chan and the others, and the teachers are even more clueless. The people from the Ministry of Education alone will not let the leaders pay so much attention to it. If it is someone with more power, the head teacher suddenly feels that his eyes are dark , buzzing and swollen in the head.

What's more, there is a plague god in front of him with a dead face who can't wait to carry people into the coffin.

Qiyou: "Still leaving? I'm going to class."

The head teacher was almost vomiting blood by his anger.

No, you just beat the head teacher of this class, and your teaching assistant just scolded the students below as flies.

Do you want to lick your face?

Are you fucking shameless? ?

The plump body of the head teacher is like a reborn husband, looking at his good colleague affectionately.

Qi You: "..."

The head teacher's ear on the side where he was beaten was still buzzing, and the shame, resentment and timidity in his heart burned through his chest and reached the top of his head.When he stepped out of the threshold in a daze, he was still thinking: Why was I beaten?Do I have to go back, or I will lose face... But if I go back...

He thought of Qiyou's cold eyes and Lu Chan's mocking smile, he paused without looking back, and he thought of Xia Xixi's annoying expression and the account Su Yun's mother gave him...

With his back stiffened, he walked far, far away.

In this class, unexpectedly, Lu Chan did not go any further. He still maintained his gentlemanly demeanor and showed the movie to the group of human cubs in an elegant manner.

The classroom was very peaceful, so quiet that Xia Xixi was always restless.

She was afraid that Lu Chanfeng, who was standing above, would mention her matter lightly, and she was also afraid that she would face more extreme suppression after this get out of class.

Xia Xixi's hands in her pockets were cold and trembling.

People who have been eroded by malicious intent are taken out and put into sight, just like being lingering.

Every time Su Yun glanced this way, she was cut.

The pain in her chest was as if a fire had burned her limbs and torso, and it was as if a piece of ice had pierced her internal organs.

She wanted to yell and cry, and wanted to lift the pen holder on the table and slam it to the ground.

Qi You glanced at her indifferently, leaned on the podium without changing his expression, and waved to the colorful people sitting far behind: "Xiao Cai."

The colorful sunflowers turned their heads blankly to meet the sights from all directions.

Colorful people: "..."

Are you alright?

Kyousuke waved to him.

The colorful man walked to the podium blankly and looked at him.

That silly look is a bit like a little yellow dog that was raised in Suyouzong in the past. When he was bullied, he would be stunned for a long time before barking angrily.

Qi You was in a good mood, so he opened his mouth and said, "Sing a song."

Colorful people: "??"

He was stunned for quite a while, this look looked like the little yellow dog back then in Qi You's eyes, he almost happily waited for the colorful man to bark.

Facing the increasingly strange eyes of the other party, the colorful person's scalp tingled for a while, and he tentatively opened his mouth with a few words.

Qiyou was almost called away by him directly, and looked at him with a gloomy face.

Colorful people: "..."

No, don't you like it? ...or...shall I get another one?

Lu Chan seemed to be worried that if Xiao Cai changed again, he would lose his Yangshou, so he stopped the movie and said, "Let's play some games for the remaining half of the class."

Every day in school is like copying and pasting, it's rare to have a little fun, and the faces of the students below show interest.

Qiyou was done, shrugged indifferently and stood aside.

Under Lu Chan's explanation, everyone's eyes were focused on the interaction in front of the stage, and Xia Xixi finally raised her head that had been lowered.

Like a sunflower.

The clouds were as pale as smoke around the fading sun.

Lu Chan stood at the window of the school doctor's office and looked outside.

The pulsating sunlight reflected in his deep eyes, and upon closer inspection, he discovered that his eyes were not completely black, but a vermilion color so deep that it turned black.

That is the color of the phoenix extinguished.

He closed the curtains casually, turned around and walked to the door of the desk and said to Qi You: "In three days, I will sort out the news of Wang Qin's abnormal account entry in the past two years and the video of him getting along with students improperly."

Wang Qin is the name of the head teacher of the sixth class.

It's a pity that he will soon be going where he is supposed to be, and it is definitely not school.

There should be flowers blooming in the school, and there is no need for dirty things to cast a shadow over them.

Lu Chan took back the mouse from Qiyou's hand and said, "Wang Qin's business is easy to handle. What about Su Yun and the others?"

Seeing the old man on the computer, his mouth crooked in anger at the crippled Hamburger, Qiyou also lowered his face and said without looking at Lu Chan: "A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye."

Lu Chan raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you going to let Xia Xixi train a team of soldiers to beat them or what?"

Using violence as a weapon to deal with school violence will eventually repeat the same mistakes.

Qi You managed to get back his mouse, and said coldly, "I'm not responsible for coming up with ideas. I'm only responsible for implementing them."

"Then this rule has changed now." Lu Chan bent down and looked at him, "You have thoughts, you should only carry out your own orders."

Looking at those extinguished eyes, Qiyou felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if he became more irritable.

Wanted to punch him in the face.

Before Qiyou could use a comet to hit the earth, the door of the school doctor's office was suddenly pushed open.

The colorful man stared at the two, and opened his mouth wide: "Wow——" followed by Qiyou's eye knife flying over.

Death is just one word, I only say it once.

Death is just an instant, sending you to the west.

The colorful people quit without saying a word and closed the door.

"Dong dong dong."

Listening to the knock on the door, Qiyou thought that he should smash the seven-color flower's spirit cover to pieces.

He seldom smiles, and most of the time he wears an unshakable dead face, but he has a beautiful appearance, giving people the feeling that he is determined to be the most beautiful dead person.

Not expecting any response from him, Lu Chan straightened up, rubbed his temples and said, "Please come in."

The colorful man unscrewed the doorknob again and looked at the two of them treacherously.

Neither of them wanted to talk to him, Qiyou continued to make hamburgers on the cloud, Lu Chan lowered his head to play with his phone, but the colorful man naturally sat on the sofa, coughed and said, "Teacher, I seem to be a little uncomfortable..."

Then, when Teacher Qi asked him what was wrong with him, he could say that it was because his heart was uncomfortable and he had a little trouble recently, and he would become even cooler by quickly getting closer to each other and forming a small group in the new era!

Qiyou awakened the dreamer with one word: "Are you sick?"

Colorful person: "..." This... seems a bit different from what I imagined.

He bit the bullet and said, "I feel uncomfortable...that's, that..."

Without raising his eyelids, Qiyou said impatiently, "How comfortable are you?"

Lu Chan said sympathetically, "Chick."

Colorful person: "..." Your smile is very spiritual.

He only hesitated for a second, then stood up and said in front of Qiyou, "Brother! I'll be worshiped by my younger brother!"

Qiyou: "."

He finally moved his eyes from his father to the colorful grandson in front of him, frowning and looking at him.

At this moment, his eyes were very complicated.

In the eyes of colorful people, this is to test whether they have this strength.

But Qi You really felt that he was sick.

Colorful man: "Teacher, I think you're really cool, really. We've disliked old man Wang for a long time. How many people have secretly said that he took money from other people's family." He raised his eyebrows at Qiyou. Thumbs up, "You are so cool, you play steadily and ruthlessly! So cool!"

Lu Chan stood aside and said calmly, "Our little school doctor is petite and delicate."

...Is this wind a tornado?

Have you turned the filter to level [-]?

Feng You couldn't help but look at the colorful man, and felt that the man's eyes were shining like a little yellow dog seeing a fleshy bone.

He pointed to Lu Chan who stood aside and scolded the students of Class [-] as flies in the morning, and said inexplicably, "What about him?"

The colorful person was not angry either, he gave another thumbs up with a playful smile and said, "It's cool too."

Qiyou's face suddenly fell down, and the speed caught Colorful people off guard.

What... what's wrong?

Is it cool to be alone?

Colorful person: "Teacher, that, can we add a WeChat..."

With a cold face, Qiyou casually took out a book from the desk and threw it into his arms.

"The Silence of the Lambs".

Five characters.

Colorful people: "..."

When Yang Hao came home humming a song at night, there was a dark figure standing at the door.

Yang Hao: "..." Fuck me.

He took a step forward with trembling calves, "You... who the hell are you..."

This sound startled the voice-activated lights, and the corridor suddenly lit up.

...Yang Hao's heart skipped a beat when he saw Qiyou's expressionless face.

Can't you be a little friendlier if you're all colleagues?

The tall and long-legged colleague looked at him expressionlessly: "Add a WeChat?"

Yang Hao: "..."

Yang Hao: "What?"