Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 548, James Third High School
James Third High School is really not a good school.

It's not just that the school's grade is designated as the lower three grades, it is garbage recognized by the official and social consensus.

The students and teachers in the school are really bad, fighting, bullying, skipping classes, smoking, gambling, unwanted pregnancies... just watching from the sidelines.

There are also many people who can only accidentally hear some words that contain worse, unspeakable hateful things only after staying in the social ecology that is isolated from the outside world.

Many people say that the only reason why this place exists is because of the mandatory legal provisions of basic compulsory education and the duty of serving as a correctional institution to restrain these energetic guys so as to maintain the already bad law and order.

Some time ago, a teacher of this school secretly studied English with a certain female student in the physical education room during lunch break.

He was found blocked by his boyfriend, stabbed 13 times, and then he was lucky and died immediately.

Let's not talk about the wrangling between the living and the dead school teachers caused by this.

The course that the teacher was originally in charge of was lost at this time.

Although schools and students don't care whether there is a shortage of courses, the education system stipulates that there are class hours, otherwise it will affect a series of things such as bonus funding.

So a teacher needs to be recruited.

If it is a generally better school, such a position is enough to break the scalp. What is a doctorate from a prestigious school, what is a full range of top-level degrees starting from elementary school, you must not rush crazy, and you will be dead.

But in this poor school, the recruitment resumes were hung up for a week, and a total of three applicants came.

After picking and choosing, I finally chose the taller one among the short ones, and chose a 50-year-old man who was sloppy, but with a bookish look.

His surname is Yun, and his name is Yun Zhongjun.

...

early morning.

In a rented room not far from the school, in front of the bathroom mirror, 'Yunzhongjun·Zhang Baoren' stretched out his hand to press the folds on his old, torn suit picked up from the garbage dump.

The first class is about to start, and the necessary decency is indispensable.

It took a lot of effort to forcefully flatten the clothes, then reached out to adjust the hairstyle, sorted out the details, and squeezed out a standard smile on his face.

Only then did he turn around and leave the rental room, walking towards the school not far away.

Before approaching the teaching building, the sound of laughter, screaming, and noise can be heard from a distance.

Not even early in the morning can stop the enthusiasm of these hormones and energetic men and women.

Walk past a group of neatly arranged classes, go upstairs to the second floor of the teaching building, the first room on the left hand side of the corridor, the door of Class 2, Grade 1.

Seeing the group of demons dancing wildly inside, Yun Zhongjun Zhang Baoren reached out and knocked on the door.

The sound of clang clang clang was transmitted into the classroom very clearly, so that the immature but maturely dressed men and women in the society could be seen from the brows of each of them, while having fun with the other classrooms in the same way, they turned their heads and looked over .

After seeing Yun Zhongjun Zhang Baoren's appearance and attire at this time.

The noisy voice in the classroom gradually extinguished, and everyone returned to their seats. Although it was still messy, the classroom finally returned to calm.

Yun Zhongjun Zhang Baoren came to the podium, looked at the students who were also looking at him, and coughed, "Hello everyone, I am a new teacher, my surname is Yun, you can call me Teacher Yun.

"In the future, as your homeroom teacher and responsible for teaching you Chinese, politics and other courses, I hope we can get along well.

"I also hope that in the future, I can help you establish a correct value and world view that can better integrate into the real society..."

After speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom, and all the students couldn't help laughing, as if they were looking at a naive fool, looking at Yunzhongjun Zhang Baoren on the podium.

"Okay, don't make trouble anymore, Teacher Yun just came, this is the first class, everyone should show some face, don't let the teacher get off the stage..."

A beautiful girl in a super short jacket with colored hair put her swan-like slender neck on her head, and shouted at the people around her in a pretentious and malicious manner.

"We must at least let the teacher have a successful and enjoyable class, don't we?"

Seeing Zhang Baoren's gaze, she stretched out her hand and stroked the hair on her cheeks back, revealing her white and full ears, and the big earrings dangling on the round earlobes like pearls, with a sweet smile on her face.

"Pass at least one successful class? Is this a rule you set up? Or is it just a prank that was negotiated at the end of the day?"

Yun Zhongjun Zhang Baoren asked: "If it's the former, then it should be that you want to determine your own dominance through this kind of rules that are different from the school's rules.

"And behind it is probably an urgent desire to pass the test of the adult teacher who represents authority and some kind of logic that hopes to be recognized."

"If it is the latter, use this method of mental construction and collapse to psychologically attack the target, so as to achieve the purpose of teasing.

"It's probably purely because in the day after day of boredom, because of the poverty of the mind, ordinary stimulation can't fill the empty mind, so I made further stimulation attempts."

The smile on the pretty girl's face froze, and her speech was no longer as easy as before, "I don't know what you are talking about? What nonsense, are you trying to show your erudition?"

Others were also yelling, "Come to this place for class, so don't pretend to be there."

"You guy, hurry up and cherish the time now, your chances are not many."

"Give you a face, and you can quickly connect."

Looking at the students who exploded like hedgehogs below, Zhang Baoren smiled and shook his head, "Since you can't wait any longer, let's go to class.

"Because this is the first class, it is not appropriate to directly learn the knowledge of professional courses.

"I don't know where you learned it, and how the previous teacher taught it.

"At the same time, after all, we have just met, at least I think we need to get acquainted first.

"First reach a consensus with everyone on your cognition of learning and the future of life."

The students looked at him like they were watching a play...

"Cough... If you think that I will use a tone of earnestness and sincerity, a tone of hatred for iron and steel, a passion born of some kind of self-impression, or the kind that I don't even understand and just follow the script and shape it according to the propaganda/department political correctness.

"Forcibly instilling in you to study hard, study hard, only in this way can you live a better life, then you are wrong.

"I won't say that."

Yun Zhongjun Zhang Baoren said unscrupulously: "Work hard? Are you kidding, just you, just you people, no matter how hard you try, there will be no good way out.

(End of this chapter)