tiger teacher

"Who will tell me why half of the seats are empty?"

Wang Jian propped his hands on the podium, staring viciously at the more than half of the vacant seats under the podium, his heart burst out suddenly, and the wood on the edge of the podium could make a creaking sound when he pinched it.

Ye Wen followed Wang Jian's gaze and looked around, then just smiled awkwardly, standing there not knowing what to say.

"This is what annoys me the most. It doesn't matter if you don't go to class, and you don't even have free lunch. Is this worthy of yourself?"

When Wang Jian came here, he had carefully read all the records of this class f. This class is a historical issue. It can be said that it is the last class in this school that does not charge tuition and board fees. Once they graduate, this legendary There will be no successors in the poor class.

However, this is not surprising. What is surprising is that the students in this class are all good students who were the top students in each school during the high school entrance examination.Wang Jianjian didn't know what happened in this short period of one and a half years, which turned this original top class into a downright scumbag class, and no teacher even wanted to come to this class as a head teacher.

"Mr. Wang, there should be 41 students in Class F, but there were 19 people, one person asked for leave, and 21 people were absent."

Ye Wen had already seen Wang Jian's irascibility yesterday, so now when facing the irascible Wang Jian, he dared not make the slightest mistake, and honestly told him the situation in the class, just like a docile little boy. chicken.

But Wang Jian acted like an angry bird at the moment. After listening to Ye Wen's words, he slammed the table and said sharply: "Give me the list of all absentees before noon today!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Jian rolled his eyes and looked at the only [-] people left in the class. There were only two people he knew among them, one was Nuonuo who had recovered his little white flower appearance, and the other was class leader Ye Wen.Nuonuo is obviously not in good spirits, her eyes are slightly swollen, compared to what happened to Dawei, but Wang Jian always believes that this girl will not change because of this. It was an instinct, this girl was hopeless, especially when she saw Dawei being beaten yesterday and she didn't show any signs, Wang Jian had already made up her mind.

Most of the other people in the class looked half-dead, and Wang Jian really wanted to help these people hang them on the electric fan to pick up their belts because of their drowsy appearance.

"Sit up straight!" Wang Jian patted the table vigorously: "Do you know why you are in this dilapidated classroom?"

I have to say that this is the only class F in the school, and their classroom is also the only one in the school. All other classrooms are equipped with computers, plasma TV walls, air conditioners, not to mention an Apple laptop and unlimited broadband. Their desks and chairs are desk-style, relatively independent and very ergonomic.

But the classroom of class f is located at the original old school site of the Eighteenth Middle School, a two-story tile-roofed building with sixteen rooms in total, thirteen of which have become warehouses for sporting goods and daily necessities. Two became the workshops of the school's carpenters and electricians, and the other was the classroom of class F.

While other teachers are using multimedia to teach, the blackboard in class f is still peeling black paint.Other classes used the Internet between classes to chat about the world situation, and the people in class f used paper to pad the uneven and dilapidated tables and chairs.

This kind of strong contrast and unfairness also became the fuse of Wang Jian's anger. As he was talking, he suddenly kicked the broken podium to the ground, walked out with the face of a murderer, and fell silent. He shouted: "Ye Wen, come with me."

Although Ye Wen was confused, but being named by Wang Jian, the god of plague, there was no reason to refuse. You know, Wang Jian told you to die at the third watch, how could he keep you until the fifth watch...

Following the murderous Wang Jian, he rushed all the way into the Academic Affairs Building and went straight to the top floor.Ye Wen was out of breath, but Wang Jian stood at the door of the director of teaching affairs, knocked on the door three times, and the door was knocked bang.The director's voice came lazily from inside: "Who is it?"

"Wang Jian."

"You are now on..."

Before the director's second sentence came out, Wang Jian had already lifted his foot and kicked the door directly. The stainless steel anti-theft door was dented directly from the central steel plate, and even the lock buckle on the wall was kicked open. , the door opened hollowly, allowing the enraged Wang Jian and the astonished director to come face to face.

"You...what do you want to do?" The director put his hands on his chest: "Do you not want to do it anymore?"

Wang Jian walked up to the director, put his hands on the table, the corners of his eyes were burning red with anger, and stared at the director of teaching affairs like a hungry wolf.

"You...you..." The director had never seen such a scene before, his face turned red from fright, and he quickly stepped back: "Speak up if you have something to say...speak well."

Wang Jian's voice was hoarse: "Why is the environment in my class so bad? If you don't give me an answer today, even if I don't want this job, I will turn you upside down."

Hearing that this was the case, the director breathed a sigh of relief resolutely, and with confidence, he patted Wang Jian on the shoulder and said arrogantly: "Xiao Wang, you are still too young and innocent after all, sometimes you just don't know how to do things. Mature."

Wang Jian didn't speak, just listened to the director's continuation, his fists had already been clenched.

"Xiao Wang, I don't want to pursue the matter of you kicking my door just now, but I will punish you for your attitude towards your superior..."

"Say it!"

As soon as the director Chrysanthemum tightened his tone, his tone changed immediately, and he coughed twice in embarrassment: "It turns out that the principal of the Eighteenth Middle School signed a contract with us and cannot touch a single stitch of that class. Of course we will not. Our group is a A large group with integrity."

Wang Jian sneered, what he said was quite beautiful, but it is estimated that not a fool can understand that this immobility is actually preventing them from driving away the students in the original class, rather than not even having a good desk.

So when Wang Jian saw the ugly face of the director, he felt very unhappy, so he sat down on the table and turned a pen in his hand: "Now that class is mine, I want to change it. The student representative also came , he also asked for a change.”

After all, Ye Wen was young, so he was a little excited by Wang Jian's enthusiasm.He took a step forward, stood straight in front of the academic director who usually dare not look up, raised his head and said, "We also require a unified configuration!"

"Ouch..." The director of academic affairs quietly wiped off a drop of cold sweat from his head, and said frankly: "This is not easy to handle. Some major projects in our school have to be reported to the headquarters for approval. It will take three months if not half a year." months."

Wang Jian knew that he was playing sloppy, so he stood up: "Then I have to figure out a way by myself."

After finishing speaking, he took Ye Wen out, leaving only the dean whose expression changed from pretentious to stern, but just as he was about to throw something, he saw the principal's old lady standing at the door with her arms folded, her face His expression was very strange.

"Principal! This man is a black sheep, he can't be kept!"

The director's acting skills are superb, and his expression, which was still stern at first, became very docile and full of grievances after seeing the principal, almost accusing Wang Jian of his atrocities with tears in his eyes.

But the principal just rubbed his nose, smiled luxuriously, and left the office of academic affairs after saying "Calm down, I'll call the janitor to fix the door" and stood at the top of the academic affairs building to look at Wang Jian. every move.

As for Wang Jian, he was already very irritable, but now he calmed down a little, and gently asked Ye Wen next to him: "Which equipment is the best?"

"Equipment?" Ye Wen was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"It's which class is the most valued."

Ye Wen thought for a while: "It should be the Super A, Class A Class 1. We all call him Super A. It's full of rich second generations and super geniuses."

"Super genius?" Wang Jian smiled, "Shit."

Then Wang Jian, under the leadership of Ye Wen, went straight to the door of the so-called super class A, and found that there happened to be natural two in French class.

Pointing to the computer on the table and the [-]-inch TV on the wall, Wang Jian said, "Wait while you hold the computer, I'll tear down the TV."

Ye Wen's face turned green at that moment: "Teacher...don't do it."

But his blocking had no effect at all. Wang Jian pushed open the door. Under the watchful eyes of Tianran [-] and the whole class, he began to use the Swiss Army knife he carried with him to remove the nuts on the feet of the TV clips. The TV was completely removed from the wall, and he resisted it on his shoulder, and took away a laser pointer.

And when he went out, he kicked Ye Wen's ass: "Move it for me!"

Ye Wen had no choice but to walk up to the podium, bowed to the good students and Tianraner, said sorry, then picked up the computer in the classroom and followed Wang Jian.

This time the whole class was dumbfounded. Naturally, the second one is already two, and now he looks even more two. He looked at the students in the audience with an innocent and blank expression: "Huh?"

After the Super A students reacted, they immediately became excited, and they all screamed to kill Wang Jianyunyun.And Wang Jian is now carrying the TV, just like Chen Zhen is carrying the plaque that reads "Sick Man of East Asia" and walking on the avenue of the school, followed by Ye Wen, who is holding a notebook and pretending to be a tiger, with his tail up to the sky.

When he walked into the dilapidated classroom of Class F with the TV on his shoulders, the students who had been listless all of a sudden became excited. They watched Wang Jian hammer nails into the wall, then stuck the TV in and plugged it in...

Then a burst of cheers rushed to the sky.

But soon, a few thorns from Super A followed with a group of male students, grabbing Ye Wen and wanting to slap him.But Ye Wen, who was always weak, took a look at Wang Jian and pushed him away: "What do you want?"

The dozen or so people didn't care about Ye Wen, they looked at the TV on the wall and gritted their teeth: "Tear it down!"

Wang Jian pushed his hand against the door, and said lightly, "Who dares."

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