The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

That day, Bai Xue was "floating" all the way home from the flower shop like a ghost, and when he went down the stairs, he almost lost his footing and rolled down.

He actually discovered such a big secret, no, he won't be silenced, right?

No, he will definitely, because Lao Yan has made it clear that since everyone will be relatives in the future, I will not be lenient in assigning homework.

Holding a thick stack of books, Bai Xue sat on the stairs of his house, holding his head in his hands and feeling unloved.

Parents, come back and save me quickly!

This was the first time since the parent meeting that he missed his parents so much.

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Exposure is exposure, and life is always going to happen.

It's just that when he went to class later, Bai Xue didn't respect Yan Jiamu as much as before.He went back and thought about it all night. His current identity is Bai Xue's nephew, rounded up to his natal family. He has the right and obligation to help the little uncle!

There is a lot of turmoil here, and the school over there has put the selection of outstanding teachers on the agenda. Yan Jiamu is a strong candidate, but there is a probationary period in the middle, which has been delayed until now.

His competitor is another teacher in Bai Xue's class, Teacher Leng who teaches physics.

Although in the eyes of the school, both of them are representatives of excellent teachers, but in the eyes of the students, this teacher Leng is not worthy of respect at all.

The class is well taught and there is something in his stomach, but his attitude towards the students can be described in one word: disdain.

If the students do well in class, if the students do not cooperate to answer the questions, they will be ridiculed by him as idiots; if they do not do well in the exams, they will be sent home, and they will not consider objective factors such as whether the test papers are too difficult to perform abnormally; The class blatantly attacked Yan Jiamu, thinking that Yan Jiamu was just a young man who couldn't take on important responsibilities.

After more than two years of patience, knowing that he was going to compete with Yan Jiamu for an excellent teacher, the entire second and fifth classes of high school were furious.

"We must help Lao Yan. Even if Lao Yan loses the election, we must not let this kind of person succeed." As soon as the table was clapped, they did what they said. It happened that the next class was physics class, and they knew the next class through abnormal channels. In the physics class, the head of the department would take the teacher to sit in unexpectedly, but Teacher Leng didn't know.

It can be said that God helps me, everyone is gearing up.

At the beginning of the physics class, Mr. Leng walked up to the podium and slammed the paper in his hand. The people in the first row coughed and choked with chalk dust.

"How dare you chat here with this level of grades? There is still one and a half months until the college entrance examination, and you will enter the third year of high school. Are you using this grade to plan to graduate and go back to raising pigs? Oh, no, you are pigs yourself."

Bai Xue was so angry that he ground his teeth, but he still resisted the urge to rush up and beat someone up: "Teacher, isn't it good for you to say that? Everyone is working hard, and besides, the test papers are very difficult, so no one wants to think about it. "

This time, Teacher Leng can catch the target of venting: "Are you ashamed to say it in vain? Seeing how much you have taken this time, I have reason to suspect that you copied the high scores in the previous exams. I think it is necessary." Go check the surveillance cameras."

Chen Man couldn't stop listening, and stood up abruptly: "Mr. Leng, as a teacher, you don't encourage students to make progress. Instead, you only talk about regress every day. If you do this, everyone will only lose confidence."

"Yo, you, Chen Man, can still speak for others. I hate students like you who rely on your studies to make the world. What's the use of going to college? You women don't lie to a man to go home and rely on them keep?"