"Let life bloom once brilliantly, let feelings surge once, let thoughts shine once, let faith penetrate time and space once... Deng Jiaxian did it. In that passionate era, for the hope deep in the soul, Deng Jiaxian let life erupt.

His brilliant passion, his eternal understanding and perception of life and even life have enriched the hearts of generations of Chinese people. Although Deng Jiaxian has left us, he will always live in the hearts of the descendants of Yan and Huang."

As Yang Hongru stood on the podium and gave an affectionate speech, the students' emotions also agitated - Supernatural power: The great deception is perfect when used in teaching. This magical power that is 100% empathetic is simply the envy of countless people

Jealousy and hate.

The same textbooks, the same lesson plans. The lessons taught by Yang Hongru can make people cry, but the lessons taught by others are dry... It can be seen that the gap between people is bigger than that between people and dogs!

The fat man was very impressed by Yang Hongru's ability to stir up emotions. Although he was kind and friendly to the people, he could make students give him face. But it was simply impossible for Yang Hongru to lead students to understand emotions as if they traveled through time and space.

Yang Hongru left the teacher, but the students still stayed in Yang Hongru's situation and were impassioned.

At this time, his class representative caught up with Yang Hongru.

"Teacher, teacher!" The girl who was usually gentle, quiet and virtuous like a lady, somehow turned into a crazy girl in front of Yang Hongru.

"Run slowly..." Yang Hongru took a step back silently.

I don’t know what children eat to grow up now, but they can hit people with a ball when they are just in seventh grade.

Yang Hongru has been reciting the legendary "Four-character Meditation Mantra" silently in his heart: Three years...death...

The class representative pouted: "Who told you to walk too fast!"

"Okay... If you have anything to do, let's talk while we're walking!" Yang Hongru still cares about his class representatives. Class representatives are good helpers for teachers, and Yang Hongru always buys gifts for class representatives:

Five years of high school entrance examination and three years of simulation!

Modern Chinese reading exercise book!

Pen and matching copybook!

Anyway, the gifts Yang Hongru gives to class representatives always make children burst into tears.

The friendship between teachers and students is as deep as the ocean!

"Teacher, we want to set up a drama club... The teacher in charge of the club in the school needs us to find a tutor... You know..." the class representative said with a wink.

Yang Hongru touched his chin: "Instructor? I think Teacher Jie Lun should be interested!"

The "Teacher Jielun" in Yang Hongru's mouth is the fat man - the fat man's surname is Zhou and his name is Zhou Dao - he is also nicknamed "The King of Fu Zhong Dao" recently...

The class representative pouted and said dissatisfied: "Teacher! We are inviting you..."

"Isn't it enough that the instructor has a name? Is there any difference between me and Teacher Zhou?" Yang Hongru asked in confusion.

The class representative said plausibly: "Of course! We still need to recruit people! With you as the instructor, all the people we recruit are good-looking... If the instructor is Teacher Zhou, the ones we recruit in the end may be a bunch of funny guys...

.The drama club should just be changed into a cross talk club!”

That makes sense!

Well-founded!

"In this case, who else could I be as an instructor... What do I need to do to be an instructor?" Yang Hongru asked.

The class representative smiled and said: "I just need you to show up occasionally!"

"Are you so hopeless?" Yang Hongru wondered: "I am just a tool?"

Do I look like a tool?

The fat man wants to use his labor as a tool! So does this little girl who is the class representative!

However, this was not a big deal, and Yang Hongru still agreed to the class representative's request.

After all, he is his class representative, and if he wants to pursue a career, he must give his full support. Yang Hongru, a student of this year, will take care of him for six years - a big cycle from the first year of junior high school to the third year of high school.

"Teacher, do you agree?" The class representative jumped up happily when he heard this, stood up and rushed towards Yang Hongru.

Yang Hongru grabbed the class representative's neck collar and hung her up in the air with one quick step. This move he used became more and more pure - he had practiced it on Wang Mengxuan!

"Oh! Put me down! Teacher!" the class representative said coquettishly.

"Bah! You are greedy for the teacher's body..." Yang Hongru glanced at her sideways.

"Humph! Guan Guan Jujiu, in Hezhizhou. Handsome teacher, such a lady! I won't give up!" The class representative fluttered angrily, but no matter how much she fluttered, she couldn't escape Yang Hongru's palm.

Is it so easy to break away from the extreme physical fitness of human beings? Yang Hongru can twist steel bars with his bare hands and pull a helicopter with one arm - he can do what the rice team can do, and he can also do what the rice team cannot!

Seeing the little girl's appearance, Yang Hongru was angry and funny: "My teacher already has a girlfriend, please give up!"

"Huh! No daughter of the grassland will give up! Does your girlfriend have as much money as my family? My family has 100,000 cattle and sheep!" the class representative asked after landing.

Yang Hongru was amused: "Have you ever heard that people with huge wealth don't count those with hair? Besides, are you such a superficial person as a teacher?"

"Humph!" the class representative left angrily, and not long after, she walked into Yang Hongru's office with a form.

A colleague in the same group winked and whispered: "Yang...your little wife is here again!"

Yang Hongru's head was full of black lines: "Is it true or not? The superior has sent a document to check this! You are putting me on the fire! Are you coveting my Alipay and planning to kill me and inherit the inheritance? Stop wishful thinking!"

The class representative scampered into the office. After politely greeting the other teachers, he placed the application form on Yang Hongru's desk like a proud little hen.

If it weren't for the fact that this girl was so easy to use, Yang Hongru would have replaced her. Especially after this girl brazenly expressed her "declaration of love" to him, Yang Hongru had really seriously considered the issue of changing class representatives.

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But if the person were to be replaced, someone would really be gossiping. Anyway, Yang Hongru acted upright, sat upright, and his whereabouts every day were clear and transparent, and no one could find out anything.

So sometimes being handsome is also a worry - especially when you meet an informal girl.

"Teacher, please sign!" the class representative said softly and sweetly in a sugary tone.

Yang Hongru was disgusted: "Speak carefully!"

"Oh..." the class representative stuck out his tongue: "Teacher, please sign!"

"That's pretty much it!" Yang Hongru signed his name with a signature pen with satisfaction, and then the class representative showed a scheming smile, just like a little fox who stole the chicken.

"Goodbye, teacher!" the class representative immediately ran away, leaving Yang Hongru with a confused look on his face.

The teacher sitting across from him asked: "What application form did the child ask you to fill out?"

"Club instructor." Yang Hongru replied.

The teacher across the table smiled and said, "Young man is very motivated! Being a club instructor is a bit harder, but you can still achieve results."

"Hard work? Isn't it just to show your name and show your face?" Yang Hongru wondered.

"In name? That's not possible! Our school has special club classes, and the instructors need to teach the clubs they are responsible for!" said the teacher at the table.

Rely on the demon!

Got plotted!

No wonder that girl smiled evilly when she left!
Chapter completed!