I thought I was a vampire, my boyfriend said no

The text message of time gave Mao Xiaoluo some comfort. Since his mother was arrested and imprisoned, he has started a life of being inseparable.

A Nuo didn't show up that night, and Mao Xiaoluo woke up from his bed in the morning, thinking, maybe this illness is not as serious as the time said.

He didn't have class in the first period of the morning. He was sitting in the office eating breakfast while hesitating to place an order for the monitor in the shopping cart.Just as he was closing the webpage, a math teacher in the same office next to him asked him: "Mr. Mao, I heard that the principal intends to let you be the head teacher of the third class?"

Mao Xiaoluo groaned, and said with a blank face: "When did it happen? No one told me."

"Then I guess I heard it wrong." The teacher turned his head and continued to correct the homework, but left Mao Xiaoluo in a state of agitation. He didn't want to be the head teacher at all. Heavy, but the monthly salary is only 500 yuan more than other teachers, which is not worthwhile.Furthermore, the students in the third class are all the reincarnation of Hades, those who eat instant noodles in class eat instant noodles, those who play games play games, those who make up put on makeup, and some even watch pornography in the class... Mao Xiaoluo thinks she doesn't have that much ability I can control them, so my heart is very disturbed.

The second period is the class of class three. Mao Xiaoluo walked into the class with a book under his arms, and saw the students under the podium staring at him with malicious expressions. Mao Xiaoluo first stood there to settle, then I also thought about whether I was not well-groomed, and finally turned my eyes to the blackboard, and saw a huge pink heart drawn on the blackboard, next to it was written in bold letters: "Mr. Mao, I like you!"

Mao Xiaoluo's face was red to the ears, and he asked the student on duty to come to the stage to wipe the blackboard clean. After calling for a long time, no one moved, he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and while he was doing it, the chalk dust fell off his head, and he heard a female voice behind him complaining. : "Mr. Mao, you are too disrespectful to people. It's fine if you don't express your opinion. He painted the whole class and didn't even go to the toilet."

Mao Xiaoluo's ears became even redder, and sweat broke out on his forehead, but he still didn't speak, and the famous Overlord joined in for a while: "That's right, Teacher Mao, how can you ignore other people's sincerity? How can you be a good example to others?" ?”

Facing the blackboard, Mao Xiaoluo raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, and wiped off the blackboard little by little. He didn't say a word about it, but just opened the lesson plan and textbook, and said, "Turn to page six of the textbook, let's Today we will talk about..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy who had just spoken stood up and threw a ballpoint pen at him. The pen just hit Mao Xiaoluo's face, leaving a blue mark of embarrassment on his cheek. , The class exploded all of a sudden, the boy was a little guilty when he hit him, but seeing that he didn't respond, coupled with the booing voices of the surrounding students, his courage grew stronger again, Mao Xiaoluo propped his hands on the desk, and the whole person suddenly felt a little dazed , the feeling of struggling soul appeared again, the crying of the little boy appeared again, he seemed to be asleep, hiding in a small dark space, safe, soft, warm, slowly, listen again Don't see the hustle and bustle around...

Opening his eyes every day, he found that he was facing thirty or forty young people, all of whom looked at him curiously, and some of them were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures. What's going on? What's going on?" Then he said, "Brother Kai, come out quickly, Brother Kai!"

He yelled a few times, which confused the students in the audience, but his interest in watching the excitement remained undiminished. Only the class monitor sitting in the front row called him in a low voice: "Mr. Mao, what's wrong with you? Mr. Mao? Start the lecture." Right?" But his voice was too small, and was quickly lost in the chattering discussions of other students.

A moment later, a male voice that was completely different from Mao Xiaoluo came to them and said, "Quiet." The voice was deep, indifferent, filled with disgust and impatience, and full of magnetism.The surrounding voices did not diminish. He bent down to pick up the ballpoint pen that had just been hit on Mao Xiaoluo's face, fiddled with it carelessly between his fingers twice, then raised his hand, returned the pen to its original owner, and threw it again. Turning back to the student's face, a blue mark was left on the student's face, instantly like a balloon that was about to burst, about to smoke angrily, and slapped the table to stand up and open his mouth to scold.Kai Ge threw another piece of chalk into his mouth like shooting a basketball, and the class fell silent.

Brother Kai looked at him and asked, "Are you still playing? Otherwise, I will transfer a class with the school and then play with you?"

The student spat out the chalk with a bah, his chest heaved up and down, and was pulled to sit down by the girl next to him, but he didn't speak any more.

Brother Kai looked down and saw that there was a pink envelope on the desk. The cover was written with artistic words "To Mao Xiaoluo" and love hearts were drawn with red pens before and after. He picked it up and glanced at the students, raised his hand to The envelope was torn off, and he said in a very indifferent voice: "The students on duty come to clean up after class."

No one in the audience dared to make a sound. Brother Kai looked down at the textbook, flipped through it twice, and asked, "Where did it go?"

The monitor whispered, "Six pages."

Brother Kai hummed, picked up a piece of chalk again, turned around and wrote a series of formulas on the blackboard, and began to lecture in an orderly manner...

This class was the quietest and most focused class in the history of Class Three. No one moved when the bell rang. With a warm smile, he said to them: "It's a pleasure to teach you, class is over."

After he walked out of the classroom with the textbook in hand, the class started to discuss again like boiling. Everyone said that Teacher Mao suddenly burst into aura and became handsome, and some people said that Teacher Mao might have gone crazy...

Brother Kai hesitated for a while in the corridor, not knowing where to go, when he heard someone calling him, the man had a round face, his hairline receded to Iceland, but his smile was kind, like Maitreya Buddha I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Mao, I just listened to your half class outside the door..."

Brother Kai didn't know who he was, so he pursed his lips and didn't answer casually. When he heard him continue to say: "It's really wonderful. It's so easy to understand. I was fascinated by it. You know, the previous three Teacher Zhang in the class had an operation and was hospitalized, so I thought, there is no one more suitable than you, and besides, you can suppress them..."

Brother Kai could roughly tell that he was Mao Xiaoluo's leader, but based on the reaction of the students in the class just now, coupled with Mao Xiaoluo's attitude, Kai opened his mouth and refused for him: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do it."