"Okay, you won! I really need money recently!" Wang Yan sighed helplessly. To be honest, the salary of 30,000 yuan per month made him very excited, and this is just a probation period. After becoming a regular, the monthly salary will be more. As for those arrogant, domineering and lawless boys, how could Wang Yan keep it in his heart?

"Happy cooperation!" The old principal stretched out his hand, looking like an old fox who had stolen a chicken. Wang Yan was so angry that he felt itchy at the root of his teeth. He always felt that he had planned it.

"Happy cooperation!" He shook hands with the old principal reluctantly. Wang Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense and wanted to turn around and leave with the contract.

"Xiao Wang, wait first!"

"What else does the principal have?"

"In view of the illness and hospitalization of the head teacher of Class 38, Grade 2, I plan to let you take over her job. As for the subject, I will first accumulate experience with physical education class!" The old principal smiled like an old chrysanthemum and said to Wang Yan.

"The head teacher is sick? He is so angry! I didn't let me take Chinese classes while I was leaving my Chinese major, but instead asked me to take physical education classes. This is clearly a warning to me!" Wang Yan gritted his teeth and heard the principal's decision on his own.

"Work hard, I believe you will be able to train these children into pillars!" The old principal happily took out a particularly thick file bag and handed it to Wang Yan, saying, "This is the information of the children of Class 38, Grade 2. You can go back and take a good look, and come to class on time next month."

He fooled Wang Yan and deceived him, but when Wang Yan realized that he was already outside the principal's office.

"This old fox!" Wang Yan looked at the file bag in his hand with a giggle. He didn't have to think that this class 2, 38, high school is definitely the most difficult class in Minghu Middle School.

"Forget it, I won't be as good as him when I think of him. Class 38 is Class 38! If I can't even deal with a group of little kids, how can I be worthy of my title of Blood Hand Sword Demon!"

After returning home, Wang Yan took off his clothes and only had a pair of shorts left. He lazily sat on the sofa watching TV. As for the student files that were thrown aside, he didn't have the time to watch this thing.

There is still half a month left before the third time travel. During this period, Wang Yan diligently practiced his internal strength while studying the internal strength and mental methods obtained in the world of storms.

There are countless powerful people in the Fengyun world. Although the internal skills and mental methods are different, they have some references as sect secrets that have been passed down for many years. Wang Yan has not practiced rashly, and is still focusing on practicing the Six Art of Aohan and Bingxin Art. However, Wang Yan has made great progress in martial arts. Based on the martial arts compiled by Cortana, after Wang Yan combined with internal skills, he has formed a mature system. In the future, he can obtain martial arts secrets and gradually improve his power.

More than ten days passed in a flash, and it was time for school to start, and there was less than a week left before the third time travel.

"I'm going to go to class later. I don't know who there are people in the class! Hey, I remember that the old fox gave me a file bag!" Thinking of these, Wang Yan began to search through the boxes and cabinets, but even if he turned the living room upside down, he could not see the file bag.

"Has it been taken away by the cat? Gangdan! Have you seen my file bag? Very thick one!" Wang Yan shouted at Gangdan. Not long after, he saw this unlucky little thing dragging a bag over with difficulty.

"Oh, Gangdan, you are so awesome!" He took the file bag from Gangdan's mouth, then touched its little head, and the little thing smiled happily.

Compared to other people's cat ancestors, the cat owner is too easy to satisfy. However, with Wang Yan, the fucking owner, the horse was already considered a blessing and life-threatening person without being angry to death.

"Haha, this old fox has many problems with this class!" Looking at the thick dozen files in his hand, Wang Yan felt a little overwhelmed. "Zhou Yunhao, his family runs a company, with a market value of tens of billions. He skipped 376 classes in a semester, and almost half of them were not given. Zhu Hongwei, his father is the director of the Provincial Department of Education and his mother is a diplomat. This kid honestly didn't run around, but he either slept or slept in class. He passed all subjects in the last final exam.

, it is also a bit of a shame. Lu Tianhua, his father runs an entertainment club, has a gangster background, and his mother is the deputy director of the Provincial Public Security Department. He has excellent grades, but he fights, smokes and drinks. The last physical education teacher was sent to the hospital by this kid. There is also this little girl named Chen Xue. Her parents are researchers in a private enterprise and a genius girl. Her grades are basically full. But she is elusive. She basically sees her twice in a semester and doesn’t know where to stay most of the time.”

"There are thirty-eight people in total, all of them are thorny. I understand what's going on. The relationship group is full of deep backgrounds and uneasy!" Wang Yan put away the files, and there was no need to read the rest. Facing such a group of naughty children, it would be useless even if he memorized the files, it would be useless. In the end, he had to look at the means.

"It is so angry that the two female teachers resigned and beat the physical education teacher to a coma. These little kids are not something that can listen to the advice. It seems that they really have to use some extraordinary means." Wang Yan muttered in his heart, and then changed into a lifelong ideal of teaching and educating people, and swearing to devote himself to the cause of Chinese education until his death. He began to think about how to guide these lost lambs to a correct outlook on life, values, and worldview.

"First calm these thorns, and then talk about them one by one when you get familiar with them. If you have the desire to repent, then forget it. If you don't repent and still maintain your original appearance, don't blame me for being rude." Wang Yan laughed lewdly, and his malicious look was so scared that the hair of the steel egg, who was watching TV, exploded, and "meow" screamed three steps and two steps rushed to the cabinet.

After a rough look at the student's files, Wang Yan also roughly understood the situation and was prepared in his heart. With his skills, even if someone held a submachine gun, he would not be able to hurt him. Could it be that these gangsters can still drive planes and cannons to bomb him? There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain, and the ship will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. The soldiers will block the water and soil. If such a group of half-aged children in high school cannot be cured, Wang Yan will have lived to a dog for more than 20 years.

After sorting out his outfit, Wang Yan took the bus and arrived at Minghu Middle School soon. The first class in the new semester was when the class teacher met with the students, and Wang Yan was no exception.
Chapter completed!