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Chapter 147 Monitor: I also have a name! 【Subscribe】

"Okay, okay, just get there."

"What are you complaining about~"

Ren Yan gave the students a blank look.

Immediately, in front of all the students, a large bag of things was thrown out of the brick house.

"Hey, these are tents, it's getting late, you guys should sleep in tents tonight."

"Wait until tomorrow morning to officially start the activities that should be done."

These tents were bought by Ren Yan in the imperial capital yesterday, standard single-person tents.

The purpose is to serve as a temporary house for the students of class nine.

After all, he couldn't really let the students live in dilapidated houses.

Originally, Ren Yan thought that on the first day the students arrived, they would start by building their own simple houses.

So it was not the first time to prepare these.

But after a night of deliberation, Ren Yan still felt that she had to be prepared.

After all, he can't be sure how long it will take these guys to get here, and he can't guarantee that these guys can really build a hut for living in one day.

So I bought these tents out of pocket.

Unlike the last outing, the tents this time are completely transitional products, and Ren Yan is too lazy to let the students make their own tents.

Having experienced it once is almost enough.

Any more, but it may be too much.

Although the way the students came over in the end was somewhat different from my own guess, the time it took was not too beyond Ren Yan's expectations.

They have been in a daze in Li Village for too long.

As a result, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the farm.

The sun was already half-set, and the surroundings were dark.

If it is not still in summer, I am afraid that I can only observe the surroundings by the moonlight.

"Ah Teacher Ren, we really have to live in tents when we come here."

Seeing the big bag thrown out by Ren Yan, the students in Class Nine looked disappointed.

Hearing this, Ren Yan curled her lips: "You don't really think I asked you to come and play, do you?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and turned around and said, "Look around here, apart from dilapidated buildings and weeds, there is nothing to play with."

"Let you come here to clean up this place!"

"Don't have unnecessary fantasies~"

After finishing speaking, Ren Yan looked at the students in Class Nine with a smile.

The unexpected discomfort just now finally eased a lot.

Listening to Ren Yan's words, the students scanned the surrounding environment, and all of them sighed heavily.

Although I had guessed that my teacher Ren must not have a good job.

But when this speculation really became a reality, they were still slightly disappointed.

When will Teacher Ren be able to really take them to play?

This is a problem.
But after this brief disappointment, the students in Class Nine quickly cheered up.

Originally, everyone didn't really come here for fun, but mainly to experience more things with Ren Yan and Class Nine and broaden their horizons.

By the way, learn something that looks useless.

To be honest, after more than three months of 'learning'.

They really found that they liked this feeling, this feeling of being able to see the achievement all the time.

It's quite fascinating.

After piling up their big and small bags in the open space aside, the students began to count the number of tents.

No more, no less, exactly 63 tops.

Then they looked at Ren Yan in surprise: "Mr. Ren, where is your tent?"

According to the students' understanding, their own teacher must be the type that they can do, but they will never do it themselves.

So Ren Yan's own tent will be handed over to them to build it as a matter of course, and it is called "exercise."

But now, what about my teacher's tent?

The students are a little curious.

"Oh, I don't have a tent." Ren Yan shook her head.

"No? Then where do you live?!" The students were surprised.

Ren Yan thumbed back and pointed to the brick house, with a calm expression on his face: "I live here."

Hearing this, the students all looked towards the brick house.

The exterior is mottled, and there are a few weeds growing between the walls. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a dilapidated building.

Before Ren Yan held the tent here, they thought it was simply used as a warehouse by their teacher, but now it seems that...
It seems that there is a discrepancy between ideas and reality.
"Oh, this room is the only usable room in the whole farm, and it's just right for the teacher's bedroom."

Looking at the surprised eyes of the students, Ren Yan explained with a smile:
"Besides, your teacher came here the day before yesterday, so you don't always regard the sky as your cover and the earth as your hut, you still need a place to live."

"When you come, the day lily will be cold."

Listening to their teacher's explanation, the students nodded in agreement.

But I just felt inexplicably unhappy.

"Why do you live in a house and we have to live in tents! It's not fair!"

Students protested.

Ren Yan rolled her eyes: "Hey, if you are capable, you can build it yourself. If you are not capable, just hold back and make your tent honestly!"

"Otherwise, be careful that the tent will not be used by you!"

Seeing Ren Yan being so unreasonable, the students curled their lips and began to build their own tents reluctantly.

After they selected the place, Ren Yan waved her hand and called in the monitor classmate:

"Squad leader, squad leader, come over here, let me explain something~"

The squad leader's face darkened when he heard the words, and he came to Ren Yan's side with a sigh, with a desolate expression on his face:

"Teacher Ren, I also have a name, okay?"

"Can you stop calling me monitor all the time, even netizens can't stand it?"

Speaking of which, the squad leader pointed at himself pitifully.

Ren Yan stroked her chin, sucked her teeth, and suddenly said, "That's right."

But then he scratched his neck, and asked with a tangled expression, "Well, your name is She Ming'er?"

The squad leader staggered for a moment, then stood on tiptoe and shouted, "Teacher Yang Wei! My name is Yang Wei!"

"Why can you remember the names of other students, but forget me?!"

Seeing the squad leader's panic-stricken look, Ren Yan took a deep breath: "Hiss, I said that it should be impossible for me to forget your name."

"But your name is really a bit unlucky."

"If you keep calling it like this, aren't you afraid that your word will become a prophecy?"

After finishing speaking, Ren Yan looked at the monitor fixedly.

The squad leader was taken aback for a moment: "It's unlucky? It's not unlucky. There are so many people with a single word these days."

But then, his face darkened, and he spat: "Damn!"

"Didn't my parents take that into consideration when they named me?"

Then he looked at Ren Yan firmly: "And Mr. Ren, do you think your words are suitable to say to a high school student?"

"I'm only 17 years old, I'm still underage."

Ren Yan rolled her eyes: "Then I didn't see that you didn't understand."

The squad leader blushed: "Then you should call me the squad leader. If it's really a prophecy, it's too uncomfortable."

"Oh, forget it, it's really not good to call you the class monitor all the time." Ren Yan waved her hand indifferently: "I will call you Xiao Yang from now on, it will be more recognizable."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the squad leader's consent, Ren Yan started the following text on her own: "Student Xiao Yang, I asked you to come here, the main reason is to let you wait to divide the area for those brats."

"The areas for boys and girls must be separated, especially for a certain guy surnamed Wang, who has already set up his tent next to Xia Yue."

"You are right, you are only 17 years old, this kind of thing must be stopped."

As she said that, Ren Yan glanced at Wang Bo who was attentively setting up a tent for Xia Yue.

Wang Bo trembled instantly when he heard the words, and looked at Ren Yan with a mournful face: "Teacher Ren, you are so rigid."

"It's not a school now, so why don't we live wherever we want?"

"It's better to be old-fashioned in this kind of thing~" Ren Yan snorted: "This is called being responsible to you, understand?"

"Stop talking nonsense, quickly move your tent away from Xia Yue~"

"Otherwise, I'll do it myself."

As she said that, Ren Yan began to roll up her sleeves.

Seeing this, Wang Bo could only sigh heavily: "I've really reached the eighth lifetime of blood mold, and I have a teacher like you."

Ren Yan was not to be outdone: "I've also suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck, and it's because of a student like you."

While speaking, he spread his hands deliberately, with a helpless expression on his face.

In this regard, Wang Bo had no choice but to bow down, honestly put his tent back up, and moved it to Li Cheng's side.

Xia Yue, on the other hand, was still secretly smiling.

At the same time, I am glad in my heart.

It's great to come here after the tour ends early
(End of this chapter)