"Teacher, do you know how to solve the problem 1(√e980?" Under the setting sun, in the deserted classroom, school beauty Li Zuo wrote this formula on his black back with a smile.
"How good are you, the school belle? I am a Chinese teacher, but you give me math questions to make things difficult for me?" Thirteen hugged the school belle's waist from behind, rested his chin on the school belle's shoulder, and enjoyed the beauty of the school belle.
Fresh fragrance.
"The teacher is evil. You don't let me go home so late, and you leave me here for tutoring, but you haven't taught me anything." The school beauty leaned into Shisan's arms.
"Do you want the teacher to teach you something? Then I'll teach you how to solve this formula first." Thirteen took the blackboard and wiped away the upper part of the formula, turning the formula on the blackboard into iloveyou's English.
Word, "You are so naughty, school beauty."
"I hate it, teacher, don't you understand how I feel? I like handsome teachers the most. You look so stylish when you say goose, goose, goose. Every time I see it, it makes me feel hot."
He came over and blew air into Thirteen's ear.
"goose."
"Stop reading it, I can't stand it anymore."
"Goose, goose, goose? Qu Xiang sings to the sky?"
"Come on! Give it to me! Teach me more postures, I want to learn more and more postures!"
The above were all Shisan's fantasies. His saliva flowed all the way along his steps, and he didn't want to think about any tasks for half a second. When he arrived at the door of Class 7's classroom, Shisan made a point of tidying up.
Collar, wiped off the saliva, and pushed the door in with the most charming smile.
Thirteen has never shown his kindness like he did at this moment, even if he just wanted to teach girls postures, but he knew very well that a teacher should be like a teacher, so he was so kind. He was so cute and unsuspecting.
Entering the teacher's martyrdom site, at the gate, a chalk-gray cannonball that was blown to its limit by a slingshot hit him on the head. He was knocked unconscious and his whole person suddenly turned into a white flower.
In the mushroom cloud, he believed that no one could see the smile on his face clearly.
"Go!" All 50 students in the class stood up at once, took out their Easter egg air guns, and fired at the mushroom cloud that had not dispersed inhumanely.
"Let me do it!" A classmate, a strong man with a height of 190cm, even picked up a Gatling gun, a chain-fed Easter egg gun with a bullet box on its back, and fired! Burst! Burst! Inhumanely, even next to the gate.
The walls were all colored. The strong air pressure toys even dented the coating on the walls. Thinking about it, if this thing hit the eye, he would probably be blind, right?
But this group of students who are rich but whose brains are not fully developed will not think about this at all. They even have the so-called 7-class fun fund, which is managed by the class monitor. Each student in Class 7 must spend part of it every month.
Pocket money serves as funding content and is responsible for settling funds after an accident.
As of today, the funds in this account have exceeded 5 million. In their minds, being played by them is like winning a lottery, playing a clown for a moment, enjoying a lifetime of worry-free and profitable business.
"I'll do the finishing work!" Another student squatted down on one side of the podium, carrying a paintball rocket launcher on his shoulders. A rocket shot out, and the huge explosion completely obscured the surrounding door.
Turning into a brilliant blue, Thirteen was blown backwards from the mushroom cloud and hit the guardrail of the corridor.
The students in both classes already understood that this was a feast for Class 7 to entertain the new teacher, and everyone continued the class without being surprised.
"Alas!"
"Oh yeah! Hit the red heart!"
"Imported gadgets are just interesting. Next time I will use a bazooka!"
"Who told him to be so naughty and let a beautiful woman drive a sports car to school? Damn it, that horse even crashed my car!"
"Take a photo! Take a photo! Which number is this? I want to post it on Weibo!"
A group of students were laughing and laughing, and such a harmonious atmosphere was rare in the world. There was no clique in Class 7, and the 50 students were all of the same mind. Although there were two less students now, the atmosphere was still harmonious.
"Thirteen, hello, are you dead?" Xiaoqiang climbed onto Thirteen's shoulder and called to Thirteen who had turned into a rainbow.
"Xiaoqiang, does our employee code say, 'Those who attack national civil servants can be shot to death on the spot'?" Thirteen lowered his head and sighed.
"Hey, don't mess around. The purpose above is to protect their safety, not to kill them all." Xiaoqiang said nervously.
"Oh, I can't hear anything you say, my ears are full of colored mud." Shisan stood up supporting the wall, and walked into the classroom again step by step with colorful footprints. The colorful Shisanbi Zoo
The peacock was even more beautiful, but this guy's face was as cold as if he were looking at a group of corpses. He placed the wallet he also spent heavily on the teacher's chair, took out a handkerchief and wiped his face
Youcai didn't say anything, not a word of complaint, not a word of anger, he was as calm as a doctor about to perform an operation.
"Hey, kid, why are you holding on to your mouth like that?" A young man sat on his desk. He was obviously not a foreigner but had dyed golden hair. He looked at Thirteen and smiled strangely, "I don't want to go to work on my first day.
You know the rules, come to my 7th class, don’t prepare any greeting gifts, and want to be our teacher, are you tired of living a crooked life?"
"Unless you invite us to play with our brothers for three days, you will never have a peaceful life!" the boy who was hit by the car shouted.
The golden retriever looked back at the guy and immediately closed his mouth.
"That's what happened. Your mazi hit my brother's car, and Liang Zi is settled. But we are not unreasonable people. We call your mazi out and let the young people have some fun. Not only will you be allowed to work in Jiyun in the future
Life is going smoothly, and I will give you another 500,000 yuan, so we can make friends with each other." Golden Retriever and even the whole class had seen the photo of Mei Niang taken by the boy, and they were all filled with love, and all the boys in the class made plans to do it again.
Russian roulette plan.
"Who are you?" Thirteen stared at the golden retriever who spoke.
"Even our boss doesn't know Wang Batian, the squad leader and leader of Class 7, Grade 3 of Jiyun Middle School!" the younger brother on the side quickly introduced.
"An ancient saying goes: When three people are together, your father must be there. You never know who you are offending. You guys, a bunch of bastards who were born with money in your mouth, cheating and playing reincarnation, are simply insulting the difficult RPG game of life.
You think everything can be purchased with money, from pacifiers to chastity, it's just a change in price." Thirteen threw the dirty handkerchief aside in an educational tone, "I like playing so much, so today I will
Let’s play a fun game.”
After Thirteen finished speaking, he took out a glass bottle and threw it directly in the center of the classroom. The colorless smoke dispersed, and the pungent smell made both boys and girls cough.
"Fuck, what the hell, a stink bomb?" Wang Batian covered his mouth and yelled.
"Don't worry, it's not poisonous, it's just the volatiles from buffalo tears, something to help you enhance your vision." Thirteen said, picked up the marker and drew a complex mantra pattern with freehand on the white blackboard behind him.
In an instant, the black spider-like texture following the spell he drew spread rapidly to the surroundings, covering the entire room.
"What is this? It's disgusting. I want to get out!" The girls were frightened. Some tried to twist the handle of the back door, but the handle was like electricity. It bounced back when touched.
"I can't get out! What the hell is this teacher?!" The girl shrank nervously.
"Let me kill this bastard!" The strong man who was hit by the Gatling-style easter egg gun pointed the muzzle of the gun at the back of Thirteen's head again. This distance might really kill someone.
Thirteen turned around when the motor wheel rang, shook his hand and shot out the used marker like a dart, which pierced the strong man's bullet chain, and the jammed motor made a loud bang.
A small explosion was as big as the thunderbolts set off during the Spring Festival. The movement frightened the surrounding students. However, the strong student holding the big gun was not so lucky. His hair was smoking and he fell to the ground.
on the floor.
"What do you want to do?" Wang Batian said calmly. Even a blind man knew that the guy in front of him was not an ordinary person.
"Of course I'm teaching you bastards, otherwise what would I do here? First of all, as a teacher, I need to rebuild your correct values and ask, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" Shisan leisurely took it out of his bag.
A dozen yellow charms.
"Bullshit, money can make the world go round, have you ever heard of it?" Wang Batian still said with disdain.
"Then try to see if your money can move real ghosts." Thirteen threw the yellow talisman in his hand into the air like a ghost coin.
Right here, within a radius of two miles, all kinds of ghosts are heading in the direction of Class 7, Grade 3
Thirteen used the thunder spider enchantment pattern and the accompanying soul-calling talisman to turn the entire classroom into a ghost cage. Thirteen specially gave these ordinary people some eye drops to help them see the real world clearly.
All of a sudden, Class 7 became so happy, all kinds of dead ghosts appeared in endlessly, some lost their heads, some had their chests exploded, some were burned, some were drowned and swollen, all kinds of ghosts floated in, scaring everyone.
The children were crying and howling, and half of them peed on the spot! Some children shot at random with Easter egg guns, but it had no effect on these ghosts at all.
"Thirteen, are you playing Dafa? They are just naughty children. They can be beaten. If you do this, they will never dare to turn off the lights and sleep again." Xiaoqiang lay on the table and looked at the chaotic scene in front of him.
Sighed.
"Just turn on the lights, they don't lack money to pay the electricity bill." As Thirteen spoke, a ghost with all muscles and a small towel tightly wrapped around his waist appeared next to him.
"Brother, we meet again, do you want to pick up soap?" the soap-throwing ghost said hello to Thirteen.
"I don't have to, but those guys in front have a lot of daisies. Go and play. Today is your feast of sea and sky." Thirteen replied with a smile.