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Chapter 19 Fifty's Egg Fried Rice, Still Lost

Ren Yan, who had had enough to eat and drink in Class Nine, strolled back to the office contentedly rubbing her stomach.

At this time, there was no one in the office, and all the substitute teachers had gone out to attend class, which seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Ren Yan was also so happy. She came to her workstation, looked up at the ceiling and began to think about the next step of education.

For a class like Class Nine, ordinary teaching methods are definitely ineffective. He knew this very early on, and this was also the opportunity for the birth of the Three Kingdoms Killer.

But after the killing of the Three Kingdoms, is there any good way for these students to understand the Three Kingdoms as a whole?
This is a rather tricky question.

With the Three Kingdoms Shazhuyu in front, it seems that it is really difficult for me to find a new direction to lead.

At this moment, Ren Yan couldn't help feeling a little headache.

Fortunately, his last class this week has ended, and he has a small week to think again, otherwise he might really go blind.

Letting her thoughts fly wildly in her mind, Ren Yan squinted her eyes to look for that slight opportunity.

However, before he could fully enter the state, the door of the office was pushed open, and Anke stepped in.

He came to his workstation in two or three steps, staring at Ren Yan intently.

She didn't speak softly until Ren Yan was getting hairy all over, "Sometimes I really feel that you just treat class as a game, and you don't think about class seriously at all."

"But every time it has a very good effect, is this the heart-to-heart talk you just said?"

"Really, I gave you this feeling? In fact, I have always been very serious about teaching." Ren Yan was noncommittal.

If it can be simply regarded as a game, then I don't have to worry about the next class now.

Ren Yan gave this girl a blank look in her heart, she was such a good girl, she had no discernment.

But for a moment, Ren Yan was startled suddenly.

I guess, yes, the game!

The Three Kingdoms Killing was born under this mentality before, but I attributed this idea to the special education method of special classes?

Done and then forgotten what it was all about? !

How stupid this is!
The best way to teach history is through stories and games!
Now the Three Kingdoms Killing has planted a seed in the hearts of the students.

What I have to do is to let this seed germinate?
After understanding the Three Kingdoms in general, wouldn't it be a good starting point to introduce the story?
And is there any game more suitable than RPG for a game composed of stories? !

At this moment, Ren Yan's eyes lit up, and a low-key Three Kingdoms RPG quickly emerged in his mind.

At the same time, in a certain corner of his heart, his own teaching mode began to sprout, but Ren Yan didn't realize it at the moment.

Ren Yan's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Anke's hand with an extremely serious expression: "Thank you very much!"

Anke was taken aback for a moment, then blushed slightly, and quietly waved his hand: "Thank me for what."

"Just now I was struggling with how to teach those stupid young people a history lesson. You woke me up all of a sudden!"

"Yes, is that so?" Anke blinked her big eyes, then whispered, "Well, can you let go of my hand first?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm too excited, too excited." Ren Yan grinned, and naturally let go of her clenched hands, and then frantically scratched her neck with her right hand to hide her inner embarrassment.

Damn it, this girl's hands are so soft!

An Ke patted his chest lightly, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and his flustered mood gradually calmed down.

"Then how can you thank me, I have helped you so much."

"Besides, I cleaned the table for you yesterday, you have to thank me for that too!"

After regaining his composure, Enke seemed to be unrestrained for a while, and looked arrogant, and when he raised his small chin, he was almost on his hips.

It made Ren Yan inexplicably think of the arrogant behavior of a child who begged for praise but couldn't say it directly.

How old is this girl?

Ren Yan couldn't help but wanted to cover her face.

After looking left and right for a while, he pushed his lunch box in front of Anke: "How about this?"

Anke's expression collapsed in an instant: "How can anyone thank you for having lunch?"

But even though he said so, Enke, who was driven by curiosity, still opened Ren Yan's lunch box.

Immediately, she was shocked by the golden color in the lunch box.

A burst of scallion oil combined with the aroma of fried rice rushed towards the face, making Enke, who was not full already, his stomach growl again.

The throat swallowed involuntarily.

She bet that this is definitely the most beautiful egg fried rice she has ever seen, and smelling the vigorous fragrance, it must not taste too bad.

An Ke sniffled, grabbed the spoon at the side, and was about to take a bite.

However, the moment she grabbed the spoon, the lunch box was pulled back by Ren Yan.

Ren Yan found that this girl basically has no resistance to food, and she is poor recently, and she is a star.

celebrities are rich
perhaps
Make money, it's not shabby!
Seeing Enke's slightly eager look, Ren Yanfu felt in his heart, although the idea was a bit shameless, but in order to improve his own food more, it's not impossible.
"What are you doing, didn't you say to thank me with this?" An Ke stared at Ren Yan.

"But didn't you just say that no one uses lunch as a thank you gift? I thought about it and it makes sense, so I decided to change it for you." Ren Yan's face was calm.

"Then I take back what I said just now, and lunch is fine!" An Ke replied immediately, rubbing her stomach involuntarily with her left hand.

Ren Yan was overjoyed.

Hook!

"How can I do that? For things like thanking gifts, the other party must be satisfied to show sincerity. You have done me such a big favor, how can I be so insincere?" Ren Yan continued to play tricks.

"Then, what are you going to give me?"

"How about the Three Kingdoms Killing? You saw the enthusiasm of the students just now. After you learn the Three Kingdoms Killing, are you afraid that you will be separated from the students?"

"It makes sense, but I still..." Encore seemed a little tangled.

It is difficult for her to choose between her own stomach and the trust of the students.

"Still want to eat this fried rice?" Ren Yan put the fried rice in front of Ke'an.

Anke twitched his nose again and nodded.

"How about this, I'll give you a copy of Three Kingdoms Killing as a thank you gift, and I can sell you this fried rice, and even sell you a copy every time I have a class in the future, how about it?"

Anke pondered for a moment: "How to sell?"

"How about fifty?" Ren Yan smirked inwardly.

Set a high price and leave enough room for bargaining, so that the price will finally stabilize at a position you expected.

This set is clear to him!

The total value of the egg fried rice is [-] yuan. Ren Yan plans to earn three times the encore with tears in his eyes. If he sells it for [-] yuan, he will be satisfied!
This is equivalent to the food expenses of a small day of whoring for nothing, and the profit can be regarded as very high!
However, he still overestimated Encore's sensitivity to money.

Anke looked at the fried rice and nodded without a beat: "Okay!"

Immediately, he snatched the egg fried rice from Ren Yan's hand, scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth, with a satisfied smile on his face.

This fried rice is even more delicious than expected!

I really don't know how this guy does it.

Encore is unusually satisfying.

Ren Yan looked at the other party and felt a little confused.

Come on!loss!

These celebrities didn't take fifty seriously at all!
I should directly set it as a hundred!

　I always feel that there is something wrong with this chapter, but I don't know how to fix it.

　　Can any readers point it out.

　　PS: To make up for this, there is another chapter at 12 o'clock tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)