Han Zihe slowly followed the team to the front of the school barber shop.

At this moment, her cell phone rang.

Seeing the word "Chen Ming" popping up on the phone screen, Han Zihe's mouth curled up slightly.

Looking at the students lining up in front of her, an unknown look passed over her eyes: "Tong Youwei, you lead the team in first and report out of the class with the management teacher inside.

I will naturally know how to deal with you."

Business Management Class C: (─.─|||...Handle it?! It’s your sister’s job! We are not pigs!

Han Zihe ignored the murmurs of protest from the team and pointed at Dong Zhi who was responsible for managing discipline.

Watching the students enter one by one, Han Zihe answered the phone.

"Hello, hello, is this Miss Han?" A gentle voice came from the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Chen, it's me." Han Zihe replied with a smile.

Even though they were on both ends of the phone and could not see each other, Chen Ming and Han Zihe still maintained proper etiquette.

"That's it, Miss Han, the composite material you originally asked me to inquire about has already been identified. If you want to use it now, I can have it delivered to you."

Because the day before, when Chen Ming was urging the manuscript through Penguin Newsletter, he saw Han Zihe talking about some kind of composite material with others in the author group, and his tone was very curious.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and then he called Han Zihe to chat.

The result of the one-on-one chat was this: a certain person who was neither good nor sharp used the composite material as bait and got an emergency manuscript of 150,000 words.

Well, this is a really good deal! ← Both the fisher and the fished are quite satisfied.

One of the great advantages of Chen Ming is that he is not curious and doesn't ask too many questions. He doesn't care at all about what Han Zihe uses the materials for. All he wants is to make sure that the benefits he gets can be implemented well.

Therefore, he and Han Zihe determined the time and place for handing over the materials. When the two were about to end the conversation, Chen Ming said in an extremely rude manner: "Miss Han, please don't forget my emergency draft!"

Han Zihe chuckled and said: "Mr. Chen, please don't worry. I sent the emergency draft to your mailbox this morning. If you open the mailbox now, you can see it lying there safely, waiting for your review!"

Hanging up the phone, Chen Ming smiled. He really didn't expect that since he was thirty years old, there would still be people who wouldn't hand over the money and deliver the goods to him. (Hey! How bad is your character?!)

After hanging up the phone, Han Zihe breathed out gently. The long breath blown out made the bangs on her forehead flutter.

Just as Han Zihe was looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back, thinking about how to use the materials he was about to get, a figure hurriedly ran out of the school barber shop.

"Master! Master! There's a fight! There's a fight inside!" Yang Ze ran out panting, looking anxious.

Han Zihe was quite speechless for this student who took the initiative to surrender.

This was the first time that Han Zihe had such close contact with a person whose brain circuit was completely different from that of a normal person.

I originally planned to split it up! ← Han Zihe was a little shaken by his plan.

This means that he is not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but he is afraid of teammates who are like pigs. Even if we rule out the possibility that "this guy is undercover and is ready to betray him at any time", Han Zihe would not dare to use him.

"What did you mean there was a fight?" Han Zihe was still walking slowly. No matter what role Yang Ze was playing at the moment, Han Zihe could be sure that the group of children in the room were looking for trouble!

Haha, she likes the children who are making trouble the most - there is a reason to clean up!

…

"Xiao Zhi, what should I do?" Looking at the boys from Class C who were fighting fiercely with the Business Management Classes A and B, Ye Xingyun looked very unhappy. This was no longer part of the plan!

Because Class C is used to being independent, she never thought that she would meet people from Class A and Class B after cutting her hair!

The school barber shop was originally a large abandoned warehouse that existed in the school earlier. Due to the establishment of the school's new campus, the waste was used as a barber shop so that students majoring in cosmetology and barbering courses could practice their skills ((⊙o⊙

)?...Didn’t you say that this was turned into a school barber shop because you wanted students to have a comfortable and cheap place to take care of their appearance?).

Therefore, the area of ​​the school barbershop is so large that even if there are three classes of boys and about forty people fighting, there is still a large area for people to watch.

As soon as Han Zihe entered the door, the sight he saw was more than forty boys of different heights and shapes fighting each other.

"Hey, hey, hey... that, yes, that tall guy in the yellow basketball vest, you shouldn't throw a kick! You should throw a punch now! Punch! Left hook! Oops! Let you throw a punch.

If you don't listen to my punches, you'll kick me. If you kick me, you'll get messed with, right? Stupid!"

"Heh heh heh... Well, that little skinny guy with the red pattern on his vest, yes! He's talking about you! Dodge!... Yes! Bend over! Dodge! Hit with your elbow, good, good! Yes! Capture his arm!

good!……"

"There's a boy with a green scalp inside, inside, inside, inside, quick! Kick him quickly, yes, yes, yes... Oh, idiot! What are you kicking in the stomach? Kick his butt! Hehehehe, watch it, don't

Hit him on the head!"

"..."

…

The teachers and students who were watching the fun and came to fight were all shocked: (⊙o⊙)...Wow...

At the scene where a large piece of the jaw had fallen off, a dozen handsome boys were lying on the ground, their heads hanging down in dejection.

The students from Class A and Class B who had achieved victory were silent together with those who were watching and arguing.

At this time, the school barbershop was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that even the sound of everyone's breathing was infinitely amplified.

In fact, there are strange things in every class of A University, but this time's strange thing is really special: Who has ever seen the leading teacher of a certain class, with an excited look on his face, instructing the students of other classes, and turning the students of his own class into

Knocked down?!

→__→:←__←: No? You haven’t seen it, have you? You haven’t seen it, either? I haven’t seen it either!

(⊙_⊙)?...Eh? That’s not right! By the way, teacher, weren’t you supposed to step forward to start a fight just now?

Haha, in order to prevent chaos in the world, are you really okay with your performance being so obvious? ← All the shocked people looked at the little teacher who was walking towards the center of the scene.

→__→:Hey! What is she going to do?

…

Han Zihe didn't mind the looks of others, and walked straight over, patting the shoulders of the boys in Class A and Class B one by one.

Because of her nonsense and precise command, some tall students, when they saw Han Zihe approaching, unconsciously lowered themselves before she could tiptoe, making it easier for her to pat her shoulders.

After taking pictures one by one, Han Zihe still didn't look at the students on the ground. She smiled at the winners of the two classes: "Look, they will be injured when they are beaten; they will also grin when they are injured; they are no different from you.

, it’s all the same...you can’t stop playing with them in the future! Friends, friendship will be better only when they are playing around!”

Everyone (especially the onlookers, those who started the fight, and the wounded in Class C) looked at Han Zihe's smiling face that seemed to have a layer of light emerging, and unanimously continued to remain silent.

Han Zihe didn't know how much psychological shadow his super-definition behavior had caused on the poor people around him, but the winners nodded happily and agreed.

Watching the students from Class A and Class B leave, Yang Ze was quite a bitch and a puppet soldier. He followed Han Zihe and asked: "Master, Master, how do you know about the grievances between our three classes? Today it is really because of

They didn’t like each other and started to quarrel, and the quarrel and quarrel turned into a melee!”

Han Zihe glanced at him sideways: "Your class is cold outside, but funny inside. Anyone who comes into contact with it will know...Class A and Class B are adjacent to each other, but they are eight feet away from your class. What don't you understand?"

She ignored Yang Ze, took a few steps forward, and walked among the wounded.

Everyone saw her bending down, carrying one in each hand, and easily lifting all the injured members of Class C and rolling them to their seats.

Han Zihe smiled at the staff on the side and said, "Please! Just clean it up according to the original plan!"

Looking at the students who were sitting very straight, the staff at the school barber shop scratched the back of their heads and said somewhat uncomfortably: "Ah, you don't have to be so upright, just let them move."

Although I don't know what special means the little teacher in front of me used to keep these children motionless, but just looking at their stiff looks, the little staff member felt a little awkward.

"Ah? That's how it is!" Yang Ze's eyes lit up when he heard the sound, he ran up to his classmate and gave him a gentle push.

When he pushed over, he saw the boy he pushed falling straight down on his side like a rag doll... Before he could fall, Han Zihe stopped the boy in time and pushed him back.

The boy who was pushed burst into tears: (┬＿┬)... Damn it, labor is not a toy! Push, push, push, what are you pushing! It’s not a roly-poly!

Such a nonsensical scene made the people who stayed behind, whose jaws had just been replaced, fall to the ground again in shock.

This scene made the employee who had just spoken tremble his lips and did not dare to look at Han Zihe again.

Pulling away Yang Zetila, who was still planning to study his classmates, Han Zihe apologetically told the person in charge of the school barber shop that Business Management Class C would be responsible for the compensation related to the school barber shop.

"Master, you are really prepared to keep them in the same position until the end!" Yang Ze didn't feel embarrassed when he was being lifted, but kept asking questions.

Han Zihe glanced at where Dong Zhi, Ye Xingyun and others were sitting, and sneered: "If I don't do this, I'm afraid I won't be able to clean up a few in a day."

Hearing her unabashed sneer, Dong Zhi, Ye Xingyun and others' already bad expressions became even worse. Tong Youwei, who had been following behind, moved back inconspicuously.

"Xiao Zhi..." Ye Xingyun bit his lower lip and spoke hesitantly, but was stopped by Dong Zhi's suddenly raised hand.

"Without further words, I'd like to inform everyone that we have a holiday tomorrow!" (To be continued...)

ps: Thanks to "5lookingfor classmate" for the tip.
Chapter completed!