teacher has a gun

Back in my office, except for Wang Huili who smiled when she saw him, the other teachers looked indifferent.Zhang Zhan didn't take it seriously either, and nodded to Wang Huili, then walked to his seat and sat down.

My younger brother is a clean person, so his desk and things are neatly placed.On one side of the table is a computer, and on the other side are textbooks and handouts arranged in an orderly manner.Zhang Zhan reached out and "touched" the tabletop. Several days passed, and there was no dust on the tabletop. It seems that someone recently took the initiative to wipe it for him.And this person is probably Wang Huili, otherwise Zhang Zhan really wouldn't be able to guess who it was.I remembered that when I was resting at home these days, my father always said that he wanted to thank Wang Huili for saving his life.Although the younger brother was actually dead, but Zhang Zhan lived instead of the younger brother, so naturally he had to acknowledge this life-saving grace.

So at this moment, Zhang Zhan thought to himself, of course he must repay the kindness of saving his life.But the way of repaying this is a bit nerve-wracking.Invite her to eat a few meals, and buy some gifts for her?Not suitable?This is a life-saving grace!

Unable to think of a good solution for a while, Zhang Zhan shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it.Turning sideways and reaching out to press the power switch of the main computer, cheer up and enter today's working state.

On the campus at this moment, it has entered the time of early self-study.In every teaching building, there were various voices of reading aloud.The teacher who is the head teacher of a certain class in the office also got up and went to inspect his class at the moment, and some other teachers were also nervously preparing lessons or doing some teaching-related things. [

Zhang Zhan found the class schedule for this grade, and found that the first class this morning had his English class.So he seized the time, took out the English textbook and related teaching materials, followed the teaching progress that Teacher Wei Xin said, and then read it carefully.

Although he has never taught before, fortunately, in his younger brother's diary, he recorded some of his teaching methods and experiences in class.According to these records of my younger brother, I believe that if I pretend to be a teacher to teach, at least I will not be at a loss and have no clue.

For Zhang Zhan, there is no oral English problem. The members of the organization come from all over the world, and their common language of communication is English.

As for pen language and grammar, although Zhang Zhan is a little weaker, he has learned it seriously.Don't think that killers are uneducated. Uneducated people really can't be killers.When Zhang Zhan was absorbed into the Killer Organization for training, while doing physical training, he also had to study cultural classes at the same time.

Among the teachers in charge of teaching these children in the killer training camp was an Englishman who spoke authentic Oxford English.

To be honest, Zhang Zhan's English foundation is better than his Chinese foundation.In the beginning, he could only speak Chinese, and he didn't even know a few words.Later, because he planned to leave the organization to find his family, he taught himself Chinese characters, reaching the level of being able to understand Chinese books now.

As for English, he has been taught since he was a child. Both written and spoken English are better than Chinese.

So after reading the textbook for a while, Zhang Zhan already had a solid idea.Then he opened the drawers of his desk, looking for something he needed for class later.

For example, the rosters of the two classes, otherwise he would not even know the names of the students he taught.

It's just that when he opened a drawer, the first thing he saw made him stunned.But I saw two white gloves in the drawer. When I picked it up, I found that both gloves were worn on the right hand.

Zhang Zhan was a little baffled. After looking carefully, he found that some powdery things seemed to be stained on the two gloves.Then, he came to a little understanding. Of course, this powdery thing should be chalk dust.And my younger brother is a clean freak, so of course he couldn't stand chalk dust on his hands.As a teacher, it is impossible not to use chalk, so you have to wear gloves in class, right?

Zhang Zhan couldn't help laughing, and threw the gloves back into the drawer.Although he didn't want to change his younger brother's personality too much, so as not to arouse others' surprise and suspicion.But a little change, or a slow start to change, is also necessary.After all, he and his younger brother are two different people, and he must not be able to bear to live as a younger brother for a long time.

Now that you want to start changing, let's start without gloves!

In no time, he found rosters for both classes.After a quick glance, I found that the number of people in each class was around 500 or so.And there are a total of eight classes in the second grade of junior high school, and the total number of people is about [-].

Moreover, he found a mark of his younger brother in both rosters, and drew a five-pointed star symbol next to a student's name in the roster.

What does it mean?Are these two students the ones my brother pays special attention to?

Zhang Zhan had a thought, so he wrote down the names of these two students.The one from class five is named Luo Weiwei, and the one from class six is ​​named Jin Yurong.

Well, they are all girls' names!

Just as Zhang Zhan wrote down the two girls, the bell for class rang throughout the campus.Today's first class is finally about to start. [

The teachers who had lessons in the first class immediately stood up and walked out of the office one after another with the things they used for class.And Zhang Zhan also got up immediately, picked up the teaching materials and roster, and went out last.

Today's first class is in class [-]. When he came to the door of class [-], Zhang Zhan took a deep breath, secretly called out to come on, and strode in, pretending to be very natural, and put the things in his hand on the podium Go up, then looked up and glanced at all the students below.

What made him a little upset was that when these students saw him coming in, many of them had expressions of disappointment on their faces.Several boys had even more exaggerated expressions, looking up to the sky and sighing in extreme pain.

Zhang Zhan remained calm, and after glancing at him, he said in a low voice in English: "Let's go to class!"

Immediately afterward, someone shouted, "Stand up!"

Then, the group of middle school students at the bottom started to be lazy and stood up slowly.Zhang Zhan noticed that the person who stood up was a tall girl with big eyes.I realized that this little beauty should be the monitor of this class, but I don't know her name.

Of course, this is not the time to know this.Zhang Zhan continued to keep calm, nodded first, and then said in English with an authentic Oxford accent: "Students, good morning!"

There was strength underneath, and he responded sparsely: "Good morning, teacher!"

Zhang Zhan pressed his hands and said, "Sit down!"

So this English class started like this. Since Zhang Zhan was teaching students for the first time, the lectures were not very vivid, and he just explained the subject according to the text.Almost none of the students below could understand his Oxford English, but felt that the teacher's speech was slightly different from before.

And when Zhang Zhan was in class, most of the students didn't listen carefully.Some were talking quietly, some were reading extracurricular books, and many wandered off in their thoughts. They didn't seem to be doing anything, but their thoughts had already gone to nowhere.

Regarding these phenomena, Zhang Zhan chose to pretend not to see them.What he has to do now is to get familiar with the role of teacher as soon as possible, and he can ignore other things for the time being.

But he didn't want to cause trouble, but someone just wanted to make trouble for him.Just when Zhang Zhan picked up a piece of chalk and wrote a set of English on the blackboard, suddenly a boy from the audience yelled loudly and said, "Huh? Teacher Zhang, why did you write with chalk without wearing gloves? And your handkerchief? Did you forget to bring it today?"

As soon as the words fell, all the students below burst into laughter, and several of them laughed even more exaggeratedly, not only laughing loudly, but also patting the table.

Zhang Zhan paused for a moment, then turned around, glanced at the students who were slapping the table, and thought to himself, it seems that the relationship between his brother and the students is not just as simple as usual.Such blatant behavior is simply provocative!

Before Zhang Zhan could speak, the boy who yelled loudly said again: "By the way, Teacher Zhang, I heard that you were beaten up outside, right? It's so tragic, we really feel sorry for you! Isn't that right, students?"

As soon as he said that, the laughter grew louder.The boys who were clapping the table even booed and shouted: "Yeah, we are so sad, hahaha!"

Zhang Zhan couldn't help but also laughed, thinking that if the tiger doesn't show its power, you really treat it as a sick cat?Well, since you must ask for trouble, then I will give you a blessing!

So, Zhang Zhan looked at the first provocative boy with a smile and said, "Thank you for your concern, this classmate. What's your name?"

The boy said triumphantly: "Huh? Teacher, are you so forgetful? My name is"

Zhang Zhan didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and with a finger of his right hand, half of the chalk flew over immediately, and accurately got into the boy's open mouth.The boy's words were immediately interrupted, and the laughter in the entire classroom also stopped suddenly!

The boy didn't seem to be able to believe it was true, his mouth was wide open and his expression was extremely stiff.Then he immediately leaned down and spat out the chalk in his mouth, and shouted angrily: "How dare you hit the student with chalk?"

Zhang Zhan said with an expression on his face: "The loud noise in the classroom and the disobedience of discipline are just a small lesson for you. In addition, spitting everywhere at school and not paying attention to hygiene, you will be fined to clean up the entire classroom floor after class." Procrastinate again, is there a problem?"

When he said the last half of the sentence, Zhang Zhan's face became serious, and his eyes swept over all the students in the class.In reality, this glance already carried the fierce and murderous aura that Zhang Zhan had nurtured half his life in the rain of guns and mountains of corpses and seas of blood.These naive and romantic middle school students had never seen this before, and all of them were frightened by Zhang Zhan's eyes, and they didn't dare to make any sound anymore.

Even the few boys who provoked Zhang Zhan were stunned at this moment. They never expected that Zhang Zhan, who was originally very motherly and talkative, but who didn't have the majesty of a teacher at all, suddenly became powerful.When encountering this kind of situation before, didn't he just go to the head teacher or the dean to complain, and there was nothing he could do with the students?Why did he dare to attack the students without hesitation after only seeing each other for a few days?And the eyes are scary?

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