Excellent teacher

After school, several student leaders got together again to discuss how to continue to deal with the head teacher.

Obviously, the head teacher's money temptation was very successful. The whole class hadn't listened carefully to the teacher's words for a long time, and the whole class had completed the classroom tasks assigned by the teacher.

Even if it is just the simplest writing of letters, it can be regarded as the completion of the whole class.

"Xiaoyun, what should we do next? I don't think that in a few days, all the students in our class will be bribed over." Ye Lan, that long-legged girl was full of worry, as if the end of the world was coming.

A sneer that didn't match her age flashed across Zheng Xiaoyun's delicate face: "This guy must be slapping fat people with swollen faces. Since he wants to pretend to be generous, let's let him pretend! He's just a substitute teacher , if he is really that rich, will he come to a poor school like ours to substitute for a teacher?"

Ye Lan frowned: "Xiaoyun, what do you mean..."

Li Yangqing coughed dryly twice: "Ahem... What Xiaoyun means is, everyone should follow Teacher Fang's rules, and everyone will make him poor."

"That's a good idea!" The other students applauded. Most of the students in this class are not rich. Since there is such a way to "make money", they have no reason not to do it.

Naturally, they were willing to do things that could make money and make the barbarian homeroom teacher suffer.

"Since that guy asked me to draft new class rules, then I will make more of these rules and let that guy go bankrupt sooner!" Thinking of that guy's threat, Zheng Xiaoyun was so angry that her teeth itch.

This savage guy dared to threaten himself that if he was disobedient, he would be in front of the whole class... Shameful, hateful, hateful!

Driven by "hatred", Zheng Xiaoyun's new class rules are very detailed. As long as every student is serious about doing it, it is guaranteed that each student will earn about 150 yuan a week.

It is very simple calculation, 150 yuan per week for one person, 600 yuan for four weeks a month.There are fifty people in the class, and the guy has to pay 3 yuan a month!

Zheng Xiaoyun felt much better when she fantasized about Fang Qin howling up to the sky after bankruptcy, or being despised by her classmates because she couldn't keep her promise.

"Fang Qin, don't think that we are easy to be bullied when we are young!" Zheng Xiaoyun's eyes were full of conspiratorial smiles, which shocked Li Yangqing, who had been in her class for eight years, he had never seen Zheng Xiaoyun so scary.

Fang Qin was in a good mood today, although he only taught 26 letters, but no matter what, his first class was finally successfully completed.

Coming out of the school gate, Fang Qin saw a few teenagers with dyed hair surrounding a short boy at the corner of the street: "Hey, brat, hurry up and pay the protection fee for this week!"

The boy had a look of fear on his face: "Brother He, didn't I just pay the protection fee yesterday?"

The little hooligan with dyed hair called Xiao He glared at him, pushed the boy against the wall, and threatened with a ferocious face: "Boy, from today onwards, the protection fee will be doubled! Unless you don't want to come to this school to study Now, if you don’t pay the protection fee, I’ll beat you every time I see you!”

The boy's tears rolled down, his hands trembling, he took out ten yuan from his pocket: "Here..."

Brother Little He unceremoniously snatched the ten dollars away, and a few hooligans went through the boy's pockets again, and found that he was indeed out of money, so he let the boy go, and went looking for other targets.

The boy slowly squatted down, buried his head and cried bitterly.

Fang Qin sighed, walked up to the little boy, and patted him on the shoulder: "If you are a man, don't cry."

The boy raised his head and met Qin's concerned eyes above him, feeling even more aggrieved in his heart: "Teacher Fang, woo..."

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay." Fang Qin helped the boy up: "Your name is Chen Dongdong, right?"

Chen Dongdong looked at Fang Qin in surprise. He never expected that Teacher Fang knew his name after only two classes.

To be precise, it should be a class.

You know, the teachers in the first year of junior high school didn't even know their names for most of the semester, and some teachers didn't even know that he was their student.

With warm touch in his heart, Chen Dongdong nodded: "Yes."

Fang Qin touched Chen Dongdong's head and said with a smile, "Let's go, the teacher will take you home."

On the way to send Chen Dongdong home, Fang Qin learned a lot from Chen Dongdong.

Chen Dongdong has been blackmailed by these guys since the first day of junior high school, and he is not the only one in the school who has been blackmailed.

He also thought about asking the teacher for help before, but the school can only manage the affairs inside the school, and the students can only rely on the police station when they are outside the school.

But the police station has always said that manpower is limited, and the crimes committed by those punks are nothing to the people in the police station, and they don't bother to take care of them.

The gangsters of students with rich families didn't dare to move at all, so they specially bullied children like Chen Dongdong who had no money and no power.

Their family members have no background, and they are easy to bully. The school can't control them, and the police don't want to control them. This makes these little gangsters become unscrupulous and very arrogant.

After Fang Qin understood the situation, he smiled slightly: "Don't worry, no one will harass you at the school gate from tomorrow on."

Chen Dongdong just smiled, he took Fang Qin's words as a kind deception by the teachers.

The teachers always promise some wonderful things, some of which are impossible to fulfill, so Chen Dongdong just treats it as a dream.

Chen Dongdong originally thought that Fang Qin would ask him about things in the class, but he was worried that Fang Qin's question would embarrass him, but Fang Qin didn't ask anything.

"Okay, Dongdong, I'll send you here. The teacher will go back to school and deal with those guys for you, just wait." At the intersection of Chen Dongdong's alley, Fang Qin waved at Chen Dongdong, turned and left.

At this moment, Chen Dongdong seemed to feel that this teacher seemed to be really different from the previous teachers.

Teachers in the past talked about caring for students, but they rarely did it.

No matter what Teacher Fang does, at least if he can treat this humble underachiever like this, he shouldn't join forces with other students to make Teacher Fang "get out".

"Well, from tomorrow onwards, I will tell other students that I should quit. Anyway, I don't have much influence in the class." Chen Dongdong thought so.

In the evening, Chen Dongdong turned on the TV and accidentally saw a piece of news. Tears welled up in his eyes again: "Teacher Fang..."

"This afternoon, a very serious violent incident occurred outside the Shanlin Middle School in this city. Six delinquent teenagers who had been blackmailing students for a long time were beaten by a young teacher. Five of them had broken limbs and one had a slight concussion..."

The next day, a large group of people in various costumes gathered outside Shanlin Middle School, blocking the school gate tightly.

These guys were all full of grief and indignation, and they held large banners with white cloth and red letters "Strongly condemn the violent behavior of the teachers of Shanlin Middle School", "Hand over the murderer, pay with blood" and so on.