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Jiang Zhuo went back to school. The next day, Chang Ming, who was sober, went to his dormitory to look for him. When he entered the door, he brought a lot of snacks. First, the dormitory was full, and then he pulled Jiang Zhuo aside. Talk about business.

Chang Ming said: "Brother, I have already agreed with the No. [-] Middle School. From next week, I will have a two-week quality development class, so please. I will treat you to dinner after my internship is over."

"It's okay to go to class." Jiang Zhuo said, "But did you bring the curriculum or handouts, what should I teach them?"

Chang Ming waved his hand and said, "There is no such thing. The school just wants the poor children to experience the influence of traditional culture, and it is not the content of the exam. In short, poetry, songs, swords, halberds, Fengshui metaphysics, whatever you like to talk about .”

Jiang Zhuo said: "Oh, then their school is quite budget-conscious, and for a share of money, the teacher and Wu teacher are all invited."

Chang Ming laughed and said, "Swords, guns, swords and halberds are my nonsense, but martial arts are indeed a kind of traditional culture. You should look at the problem in a broad sense, little student."

The two were just joking about it, but Jiang Zhuo really didn't expect that Chang Ming is a crow's mouth, and he really made it into a prophecy, and it hit the mark.

On Monday, Jiang Zhuo went to No. [-] Middle School to unlock his teaching career.The time he chose was unlucky, just in time for the school crowd, and he couldn't get in when he drove to the intersection. The ringing of bicycle bells and the laughter of students around him continued, giving him a youthful atmosphere.

Jiang Zhuo got out of the car, just in time to catch up with a few boys in school uniforms running past him with buns in their mouths. The girls were more gentle, holding hands in small groups, sneaking glances at him from time to time, and biting each other's ears.

It's no wonder they noticed that Jiang Zhuo was wearing casual clothes, he was handsome, and he stood out among a group of students in blue and white school uniforms. He was definitely not a high school student, but if he were to say that he was a teacher, he looked too much. Young and so pretty.

Compared with the immature classmates in the class, a mysterious handsome guy in his early twenties is obviously more favored by the girls.Of course, it wasn't just them talking secretly, the boys were also very curious about this newcomer.

The students have been watching Jiang Zhuo into the teaching building of the second year of high school. Some people found that Jiang Zhuo went to the office of the grade director. The bold and careful looked outside for a while, then ran back to the class excitedly and announced that the new handsome guy is The teacher who gave them quality development courses!

In the second grade of senior high school, Class [-] was the first to take the quality development class. Life in high school was monotonous. It was rare for the students in the class to encounter something new, and there was a lot of discussion after hearing it.

"Hey, Zihang, have you looked at the new buddy?"

Wu Ze poked the back of Zhao Zihang at the desk in front of him with a pen, and while covering his face with a book, he whispered, "I entered the school gate with him when I was riding a bicycle in the morning, but I didn't see his face. Say he is handsome, do you think he is really that good-looking?"

Zhao Zihang said angrily: "The eighth class girl has a problem with her eyes, she looks good!"

He had a sullen face since he came here early in the morning. When he said this, his voice was not low, which also attracted the students next to him.Zhao Zihang's deskmate leaned over and asked in a low voice, "I hear what you mean, did you see him?"

"Of course I saw it!"

Zhao Zihang said: "Do you know why my dad's restaurant closed for rectification? He was the one who caused it. He said that our steamed stuffed buns were poisonous, and he also said that we could tell by looking at them—isn't that nonsense! The principal is sick, last week Said that all the students have to run exercises in the morning, now find a magic stick to teach us, I rely on it."

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Wu Ze was originally a character who was afraid of chaos in the world. He didn't pass the second term, and felt that he was a loyal quack every day. Hearing this, he immediately quit, "Then we must Cut him! Let's show him some color and let him know that you are not easy to offend!"

"Hey, take it easy." Zhao Zihang's deskmate said beside him, "He's a teacher!"

Wu Zedao: "Leaving after two weeks of teaching, Zihang also said that he is a good teacher, isn't that a magic stick? What's the matter, are you still cowardly?

Encouraged by him, a few people gathered around to chatter and chatter. Seeing that their words became more and more outrageous, Cao Lina, a girl sitting at the opposite table from Wu Ze, couldn't help it.

She interjected: "Don't be like this, Mr. Wang was so angry that you left. I know that the person who will teach us this time is called Jiang Zhuo, and he has also been on TV. He is very powerful. He is not a magic stick."

Wu Ze laughed at Cao Lina and said, "I am happy that you can control it? Oh, do you have a crush on him? Tsk tsk tsk!"

For girls in high school, it is quite sensitive to hear topics like "like" and "secret love". Cao Lina originally wanted to persuade these boys, but Wu Ze's face turned red and she turned her head angrily. went back.

Wu Ze and the others began to plan enthusiastically, intending to give this new little teacher a blow.

These people form gangs in the class, and often form groups to fight, and the people in the class dare to say anything,

Only the monitor, Chen Jinfei, couldn't bear it when he saw Wu Ze trying to put an iron bucket filled with water on the door, and said: "It's fine if you want to play a little prank, it's easy to hurt the teacher."

Zhao Zihang said: "Impossible, this bucket is just a layer of iron sheet, it won't hurt anyone if you drop it, we have experience."

Wu Ze still gave Chen Jinfei a little face, and said: "Squad leader, let's treat this matter as if you stopped it. If I don't listen to you, you can't do anything about it. Just don't say anything else, okay?"

Chen Jinfei said helplessly: "You guys also take it easy, hurting someone is a big deal."

Wu Ze chuckled, but didn't speak.

Jiang Zhuo was in charge of the quality development courses for classes 5, 6, 7, and 8, and the first class was for class 7.This class has the worst children in the whole grade. It is notoriously difficult to manage. After several teachers have been changed, the school leaders are probably very desperate, so I hope to use traditional culture to influence them.

He went to the office first, and met with the grade teacher of the second year of high school and the head teacher of class 7.

The head teacher of Class 7 is Fang Gang, who is also a novice. He just served as the head teacher of Class [-] half a year ago.He is only one year older than Jiang Zhuo, but it is estimated that this job is really tiring, and he already has signs of youthful baldness, and he looks like thirty.

Everyone knew that he had an unusual status and was very polite. The grade director left after saying a few words. Fang Gang said to Jiang Zhuo: "Mr. Jiang, those students will trouble you for a while. I have something to call you." Hello."

Jiang Zhuo said: "Teacher Fang, don't be so polite, please tell me."

Fang Gang lowered his voice and said, "There is an empty seat in the middle row of Class Seven, just don't arrange other students to sit there."

Jiang Zhuo's own occupation is related, and he often encounters some people or places to make strange rules, which has long been commonplace.Normally, if Fang Gang said so, he would have followed suit, and would not have asked, but this time it was obviously related to the case.

Jiang Zhuo: "Which seat is...?"

He didn't have time to finish this sentence, the preparatory bell had already rang, Jiang Zhuo could only hurriedly say something to Fang Gang, and walked towards the classroom.

The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, and Jiang Zhuo took it out to look at it as he walked, only to see that it was a reminder message from the APP, telling him that the relevant background figures had appeared, and at the same time the live broadcast was automatically started.

[The new viewers joining the live broadcast room this time are from the "Dream World of Overbearing President", please come on, the anchor! 】

The last time when the live broadcast was just started, Jiang Zhuo was still hardly cared about by anyone, but this time his reputation has already been spread, and when the live broadcast started, a large number of viewers immediately poured into the live broadcast room.

The old viewers of the previous case are already familiar with Jiang Zhuo, and the first thing they do when they come in is to send bullet screens and grab the front row:

[There is a new live broadcast to watch, excited! 】

[Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.. 】

[Hahahahaha, by the way, the brothers upstairs should think the same as the girls from No. [-] Middle School. 】

[What's the meaning of this live broadcast? There are still vacant seats...A ghost story? 】

The new viewers were a little surprised by the recommendation that appeared on the homepage of their live broadcast interface this time. From the domineering president interface, their basic requirements for the anchor are young, rich, good-looking, and cool enough, but this time it seems to be a high school teacher?It's a bit bland.

Someone started a live broadcast curiously.

Different from the previous scene, the live broadcast environment was next to Jiang Zhuo, and the related incidents also revolved around him, so he knew most of the people involved.

This time, when I opened a new map in an unfamiliar environment, some simple character introductions and system alerts were thoughtfully and spontaneously included on the APP.

[Live broadcast highlight [-]: Taming the brat. 】

[High-energy reminder: There is danger ahead, please pay attention to the host! ! ! !!!∑('Д'ノ)ノ】

Jiang Zhuo: "..."

These two pieces of news are connected together, which really makes people unable to stop their imaginations.

Jingle Bell--

The class bell was loud and clear, and spread throughout the corridors and classrooms at the same time. In Class [-], the students who were waiting for the teacher to appear were far more nervous than Jiang Zhuo who saw the system's danger alarm.

Some people are excited, some people are worried. After listening to all kinds of gossip for a long time, some say he is handsome, some say he looks like a liar. Most of the students who have never met Jiang Zhuo have already made up various images for him in their minds. Just wait for the deity to come to test the authenticity.

But the moment he pushed open the door, all imaginations could stop.

Since he is not an official employee of the school, Jiang Zhuo did not put on a neat professional attire like ordinary new teachers.He was wearing a pea green denim shirt, with his arms open, revealing the white T-shirt underneath, and a pair of black slacks on his lower body. He was tall and slender, with handsome eyebrows and eyes.

When he opened the door, the sunlight came in from the window on one side of the classroom and sprinkled him all over, just like the prince charming depicted in novels or campus cartoons.

The eagerly awaited students all stared wide-eyed—the girls in Class 8 are not talking nonsense, they are really handsome!

This was completely different from what they had imagined, and almost some people immediately regretted their prank just now.

——But it was too late to regret. At the same time as Jiang Zhuo's glimpse of appearance, the door of the classroom was completely pushed open, and the iron bucket full of water was knocked down on the top of his head.

Wu Ze was not moved by the beauty, his eyes almost lit up with excitement, he stared at the scene in front of him closely, and even planned out how to burst out laughing in a short while.

All eyes were on him, but when he saw the lightning, Jiang Zhuo tilted his head slightly, and lifted his right hand upwards, and the iron bucket had already fallen into his hand.

He then held the bucket and turned it around slightly, and the water splashed out because of the tilt of the bucket just now was reconnected without leaking a drop.

While making this movement, his other hand was still in his trouser pocket, and he didn't take it out at all, which seemed very understatement.

A group of kids who were waiting to see the excitement had never seen such a scene, they were all dumbfounded, Jiang Zhuo ignored them, put the bucket in his hand on the ground, and walked up to the podium.

A rope was tied to the ground like a tripping rope, and there were a few small marbles around the rope, probably to make him fall after taking a cold shower—it was really hard.

Jiang Zhuo glanced at the bottom of the podium, then stepped on the broken rope, followed by stomping his feet, the marbles on the ground jumped up and fell into the trash basket under the podium.

Jiang Zhuo stood in the middle, propping the podium with both hands, and glanced at the immature faces below with half-smiles.

It was quiet under the podium.

Sure enough, Jiang Zhuo saw the vacant seat mentioned by the class teacher Fang Gang, and there were some sundries piled up in a mess on it, obviously it had been vacant for a while.

It stands to reason that the middle of the third row should be regarded as the "golden location" in the classroom, so it is really strange that no one sits there when it is empty.

Jiang Zhuo glanced to the side again, and the person sitting at the same table with the vacant seat owner was a boy wearing glasses. Didn't look up much.

There is a reminder of the names of all the students in the class on the APP, Jiang Zhuo glanced at it, this child is called Luo Yang.

He put the question aside for the time being, took a piece of chalk, turned around and wrote the word "Jiang Zhuo" on the blackboard, then threw down the end of the chalk, and said, "Everyone, I am your teacher Sutuo for two weeks. is my name."

The newly joined audience from the overbearing president's world gradually began to find it interesting.

[Hey, this anchor is a bit interesting. 】

[When I just clicked in, I was still doubting myself. I have a shadow about going to school. Why can’t I just want to watch how a high school teacher works? Now it seems that I was wrong. This teacher is so cool! 】

[Does the anchor in this live broadcast room know martial arts?Amazing! 】

The students all thought that Jiang Zhuo would say something about what happened just now, just like those teachers who encountered pranks before, they were surprised and angry, at least they had to preach a few words, telling them that it is wrong to make trouble with the teacher, these words have already caught their ears You can hear the cocoon coming.

But Jiang Zhuo didn't say anything, just pointed to Wu Ze's location, and ordered lightly: "Student, please take the bucket to the hygiene corner at the back of the classroom."

Not only Wu Ze was stunned, but even the students around him were taken aback by Jiang Zhuo's precise roll call, but their seats were rotated and adjusted every week, and Wu Ze happened to be sitting in the first row by the door this time It is on the outside, everyone guesses, maybe Jiang Zhuo just touched him by chance.

Wu Ze had been bragging in the class for a long time, and he tried his best to give the new teacher a bad impression, but his "movements" were all cracked, and now he is reduced to a coolie, which is a bit uncomfortable.

He held back for two seconds, seeing that Jiang Zhuo ignored him after giving the order as a matter of course, so he got up resentfully, went to carry the bucket back to the back of the classroom, and put it heavily on the ground.

The moment Wu Ze let go of the handle and wanted to straighten up, the water in the bucket seemed to be sucked up by something, and sprayed him all over the face with a swipe.

Wu Ze was dumbfounded when he felt the sour feeling that was so heart-cooling.

The strength he put the bucket on the ground was not small, but it was definitely not so strong that the water splashed out.

——Besides, even if the water splashes out, it can't just splash on his face without leaking, right? ? ?

What's the meaning?what happened?What are you doing? ! ! !

Seeing Wu Ze staring at him and not moving, Shui Tong sneered and said, "Hahahahaha, what an idiot."

Wu Ze put down the bucket facing the corner, and the others didn't see what happened just now. The boys in the last row saw that he didn't get up after putting down the bucket. They thought this man was still angry with the teacher, so they elbowed him Gently touched his buttocks, and said in a low voice: "Old Wu, it's almost over, Teacher Ren doesn't pay attention to you, it's useless if you stand still."

Wu Ze vigorously wiped the water off his face with his sleeve, stood up and crossed half of the classroom and returned to his seat. Now, many students noticed the water dripping from his head and bumped into each other to signal their surroundings. people watch.

Everyone thought that Wu Ze had failed to harm the teacher, so they plunged their heads into the bucket to calm down in shame and indignation, snickering constantly.

These students didn't know what was going on, but the audience watching the show in the live broadcast room saw it clearly, and they were immediately overjoyed.

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the expression on that silly boy after being splashed with water is enough to make me laugh for a year, and there is a bit of bewildered desolation in the surprise. 】

[I should have scolded this unlucky brat, but he is too bad, I'd better sympathize with 233333. 】

[My anchor brother is so cool! 】

[Speaking of which, these kids are too dissatisfied. If I had a teacher like the anchor who could watch it when I was in high school, I wouldn't leave after school every day. 】

After Jiang Zhuo waited for Wu Ze to sit in his seat, he said, "Just now I communicated with your grade teacher and class teacher. The quality development class for these two weeks mainly introduces traditional Chinese culture."

Zhao Zihang bumped Wu Ze's table with the back of his chair, and whispered, "Old Wu, what were you doing just now? The water on your head dripped onto the table."

Wu Ze was also sitting in his seat in a daze. He couldn't figure out what happened just now. It felt like the new teacher was messing with him. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was impossible to do it.

In order not to lose his reputation, he said in a nonchalant tone: "It's okay, just cool off."

Zhao Zihang was a bit puzzled, but his current focus was not on this, and he asked in a low voice: "Shall we still punish him? How did he catch that bucket just now? I'll go to him. This person is not easy to deal with."

Wu Ze stroked his wet hair, and said irritably, "Damn, what's the trouble, it's really hard to come here to be a teacher? Anyway, I don't want to hear anything he says, and we haven't taught him a lesson yet! "

Zhao Zihang thought for a while and said, "What else do you have to do?"

Wu Ze was also thinking. During the pause between the two, he heard Jiang Zhuo say on the podium: "There are many contents in traditional Chinese culture, and martial arts is one of them. There is something called internal strength in martial arts. You should Everyone has heard that this term was first proposed by Pingjiang Buxiaosheng in literary works..."

Speaking of this, his pointer suddenly brushed the ground and hit a discarded eraser on the right side of the podium—it was originally tied under the podium by Zhao Zihang, and he was going to shoot Jiang Zhuo's body with chalk powder. See through and take it off.

With the sound of "click", the eraser was broken into several pieces under the eyes of everyone.

Just now when Jiang Zhuo was speaking, the buzzing noise in the classroom and the creaking of deliberately shaking the stool disappeared, Zhao Zihang and Wu Ze shivered at the same time.

Jiang Zhuo said: "Well, it's like this."

He raised his brows with a half-smile, glanced across the classroom, and added: "I will show you more in the future. There are no exams in this class, depending on your self-consciousness, you don't have to study hard or listen to the lectures." , but you can't let me see it, and you can't make me unhappy, you know?"

classmates:"……"

The innocent boys and girls began to realize belatedly that the young teacher's temper did not seem to be as delicate as his appearance.

This teacher looks so fierce, will he be beaten to death if he doesn't listen well?

Students at this age are the most difficult to discipline. On the one hand, they have a strong sense of self-awareness, and on the other hand, they don't have the awe they had for their teachers when they were young.

Jiang Zhuo's simple and rude deterrence actually hit their nails.During the next two classes, everyone listened honestly, and no one dared to be a monster anymore.

To their surprise, the course didn't sound as boring as they had imagined, and it even made people feel that the time passed quite quickly.

Jiang Zhuo is just lazy and doesn't like to talk. In fact, he is very eloquent. Sometimes he chooses words and makes sentences quite humorously.He can even win a championship in a national competition without any effort, let alone fooling the gang of teenagers.

The students in No. [-] Middle School never knew that they could still talk about these things in class. They just listened to the other party's anecdotes from ancient and modern times, quoted from many sources, and even sang ditties when they were interested. It was really wonderful.At the end of the talk, no students even moved when the get out of class bell rang.

Jiang Zhuo threw the chalk into the box and said, "That's all for today, get out of class is over."

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the classroom, Wu Ze frantically winked at Zhao Zihang, almost making people feel that his eyeballs were going to come out of his sockets the next moment.

Zhao Zihang hurriedly said: "Wait a minute!"