Yan Xiaoyu was silent for so long that Caesar mistakenly thought that he was confused by the conditions he offered.
However, at this moment, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly sneered. He raised his chin slightly and made a graceful arc under the dazzling sunlight. No flaw could be seen on his fair neck under the sunlight: "I don't care what you are.
Identity, in short, this is a society ruled by law."
His voice was also cold, obviously very childish, but at this moment it carried a hint of ascetic majesty.
Caesar looked at him and raised the corners of his mouth in a funny way, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world and could not calm down for a long time: "...Yan Xiaoyu, you are using your identity as a gang member to tell
Is this a society governed by the rule of law?"
"So what? These are the rules. I just want to tell you not to be too arrogant." Yan Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes and stared at him closely, but there was an arrogance in her voice that Caesar had never seen before.
Yan Xiaoyu at this moment is like a proud Persian cat in Caesar's eyes. There is no reason for him to worship and pursue her, but she can raise her forehead high and squint to show it while he looks on coldly.
With his pride.
Although Caesar wanders in the darkest side of the world, he is the brightest star in the darkness. His life is very simple, just licking the bloody tip of a knife and being worshiped by several people.
Yan Xiaoyu is not a fool. From the first time he came into contact with Caesar, he has already felt the strong murderous aura in this foreign boy. Yes, it is stronger than anyone else. He seems to be carrying the heaviest sins in the world, but he still
He can't afford to offend someone who smiles calmly and speaks with self-awareness.
But even so, he couldn't figure out his true identity. He just felt that he was dangerous out of survival instinct...
Looking at Yan Xiaoyu's wary look, Caesar suddenly chuckled, his smile was light but charming. There was a deep light shining in his blue eyes, which were bright but so desperate:
"Forget it if you don't want to. After all, I still like the deal that you and I agree on."
After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave. However, before he was two meters away, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly stopped him: "Wait!"
Caesar smiled and turned back, knowing that no one would refuse him, even in small words.
"That..." Yan Xiaoyu swallowed, looking at the sly smile on his lips and suddenly feeling a little at a loss.
"What? Regret it?" Caesar raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Xiaoyu with a condescending look.
Yan Xiaoyu suddenly raised her head and looked directly into his eyes, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly: "Um...brother, can you push me back?"
At that moment, it seemed that the whole world was silent. Yan Xiaoyu looked at the petrified Caesar in front of him and shrugged helplessly. He had no choice but to attack the confident brother every time he saw him.
Caesar swore that he had never been so embarrassed since he was a child!
And no one has ever dared to play tricks on him like this. He looked at Yan Xiaoyu. After an unknown amount of time, he finally raised the corner of his mouth slightly and raised a dangerous smile wantonly: "Very good, Yan Xiaoyu, I will remember you."
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After saying this, Yan Xiaoyu thought he would throw away his sleeves and leave, but unexpectedly, this guy actually came back and silently supported Yan Xiaoyu's wheelchair.
Lowering his head and looking helplessly at the ground, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly said: "Brother, where are you taking me?"
Caesar's face was expressionless, and his voice was clearly filled with suppressed anger: "Go back to the ward."
What a general! Yan Xiaoyu admired silently in his heart but did not say it out loud.
Caesar put Yan Xiaoyu on the bed and left the room. It was obvious that this guy was very angry, but Yan Xiaoyu did not have any consciousness of causing trouble. Instead, he calmly dialed the boss's phone number: "Boss, school
What does it mean over there? Can I still go back?"
Jin Yiren on the other side of the phone was obviously very anxious: "How is your leg? Can you stand up now?"
Although the other party couldn't see it, Yan Xiaoyu nodded extremely seriously: "I can already walk with a cane, but it seems a little difficult to teach physical education."
"I know that, but I'm afraid you will have to change your job this time when you go back." Jin Yiren's voice became a little deeper.
"Do you want me to be the principal?" Yan Xiaoyu suddenly became excited.
However, she received a standard scolding from Jin Yiren: "I'm your sister! Do you think the school is run by my family?"
"If I'm not the principal, why should I be the director?" Obviously, Yan Xiaoyu is a standard optimist, so what he thinks about is always an ideal state.
Jin Yiren's forehead clearly showed a big cross. He wanted to scold him but felt a little weak, so he had to hold his forehead and said: "My child, you think too much."
"Uh...then what should I do when I go back?" Yan Xiaoyu asked pitifully, as if there was nothing else besides the cleaners, but...he, the bloody gang brother Yu, would never do it.
You can’t work as a cleaner, even if it’s to protect the next gang leader!
But it turned out that Yan Xiaoyu was not so miserable, because the boss said: "Continue to be a teacher."
After saying this, Jin Yiren obviously paused for a while before saying again: "But this time you will be the class teacher of Grade 17, and the subject you will teach is English."
When Yan Xiaoyu heard the word English, he obviously felt a gust of wind blowing by, and then he was messy in the wind...
English, okay, he seemed to have heard it correctly, that’s English.
If you insist that physical education can be taught as long as you can fight, how do you explain it in English?
For a gangster who is deeply patriotic, has never failed in English, and basically relies on cheating in exams, English is really too far away from him. The distance between them is several light years further than the Great Rift Valley in East Africa.
!
You know, how can Yan Xiaoyu teach English if he can’t even remember all 26 letters!?!
So he almost roared and said: "Boss, although I was born during the golden period of reform and opening up, I am too patriotic and I really despise Western capitalist countries, so... you know.
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In fact, Jin Yiren felt a little depressed about this result, but after all, he was not a member of the board of directors of Lixin Middle School. At that time, he spent a lot of money to smoothen connections so that Yan Xiaoyu could become a school teacher, but even so, he could only become a physical education teacher.
However, Yan Xiaoyu suffered a broken leg this time and is obviously going to resign, at least in the near future.
The school was concerned about his self-sacrificing behavior and his influence on public opinion, so it planned to let him be the head teacher of Class 17. After all, Yan Xiaoyu's resume stated that he was from a famous normal university, so English is a subject of life in the 21st century.
The language school that everyone must have naturally thought that a young and handsome guy like Yan Xiaoyu could teach him well.