The best ambiguous master

after an hour.

Experimental Middle School, Dean's Office.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at the teaching director opposite, Zhao Xiaohan lit a cigarette subconsciously, took a puff lightly, and glanced at the teaching director, Zhao Xiaohan said softly: "Director Yang, hello, my name is Zhao Xiaohan, today I am here to take a Chinese class for Teacher Xiaoyun, she is not feeling well, did I greet you just now?"

"Xiaohan, hello." The dean smiled, nodded and said, "Mr. Xiaoyun has indeed greeted me, but I wonder if you have teaching experience?"

"No." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and said, "It's my first time teaching students."

"Ah, it's the first time. I thought you had been a tutor before." Hearing that this was the first time for Zhao Xiaohan, the teaching director had a distrustful expression on his face: "Xiaohan, you should know that teaching It’s not playing tricks, ordinary people can’t be teachers.”

"I know." Zhao Xiaohan smiled, took a puff of cigarette and said, "So, I just took a class and never thought about being a teacher."

"Which school did you graduate from?" The dean spoke again, and after hearing what the dean said, Zhao Xiaohan said softly, "You haven't graduated yet."

"Still a student?" Hearing that Zhao Xiaohan was still a student, the dean's expression became a bit uneasy: "Which school do you study in?"

Zhao Xiaohan couldn't see the expression on the dean's face, he obviously didn't believe him, but since he had promised Xiaoyun, he would naturally do it, so after hearing the dean's words, he still whispered He opened his mouth and said, "Yenjing University."

"Oh? You are a student of Yenching University?" When he heard the word Yenching University, the dean showed a look of surprise on his face. How many people can study in Yenching University? One without real talent?Even if there is no real talent and learning, there must be some background.

However, looking at Zhao Xiaohan's gentle appearance, he must not be a person with any background, so there is only one possibility, and that is to have real talents and practical learning.

After thinking about it like this, the dean was relieved. It would be too outrageous if he randomly finds a student to teach the students.

"Yes, Yenching University." Zhao Xiaohan nodded lightly, seeing the relieved look of the dean, it seems that there is no problem.

"Okay, then I'll let you take over a class." The dean gave Zhao Xiaohan a light glance and said, "Other things, Teacher Xiaoyun has explained it clearly to me, right?"

"Well, I've explained it." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, stood up, glanced at the dean, and said, "If there is nothing else to do with the shares, then I'll leave first?"

"Okay, let's go." The dean waved his hand, and Zhao Xiaohan turned and walked out of the office, but the moment he walked out of the office, a strange expression suddenly appeared on the dean's face: "Oh, Boy, I guess I will be tortured again today!"

Zhao Xiaohan naturally did not hear his words. At this time, Zhao Xiaohan had completely assumed his role. Today, he is no longer Zhao Xiaohan, no, no longer a simple Zhao Xiaohan, he has become a Glorious and great, great and glorious teacher!

Yes, even though it’s just a substitute teacher, even though it’s just a class teacher, but even if it’s just a class, he has to correct his mentality, he has to tell himself, Zhao Xiaohan, from now on, you are not Zhao Xiaohan , you are Teacher Zhao, a great and glorious person!

In the distance, beside the garden, a man and a woman are sitting in front of the flower bed. The woman is holding a bag of potato chips, and the man is holding an ice cream. The two look at Zhao Xiaohan in the distance, chatting while eating : "007, do you think Brother Xiaohan will be teased by those students?"

"You think too much, 009." That 007 bit down half of the ice cream, mumbling indistinctly: "The person who can play tricks on Brother Han has not yet been born, and those children should burn incense as soon as possible. As long as they don't Brother Han, Brother Han probably wouldn't just break their arms and legs casually, would he?"

"Ah? Is Brother Han that cruel?"

"Well, maybe, maybe, maybe, no?"

……

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Class Two, Grade Nine, at the door of the class.

Leaning over the railing, looking at the students walking back and forth on the campus, the corners of Zhao Xiaohan's mouth slightly raised, as if he recalled the scene when he was in junior high school. At that time, he always sighed, why? The 10 minutes of class time pass so quickly, why does the 1 minute of class time pass so slowly?

"Hey buddy, are you new here?"

Just when Zhao Xiaohan was recalling his boyhood in the past, suddenly, a man's voice rang in his ears, he turned his head, and it was a boy in school uniform, not very old, with long hair, smiling at him Then, after hearing what the boy said, Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"

Looking at Zhao Xiaohan, the boy rubbed his hands, smiled and said, "Do you have any cigarettes? I'm addicted to cigarettes, so I'll take a cigarette!"

"Yes." Zhao Xiaohan nodded and said with a smile, "However, I won't give it to you."

"Damn!" Upon hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, the boy raised his finger and made a middle finger gesture towards Zhao Xiaohan on the spot. Seeing the boy turning around and leaving in a rage, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help laughing Well, if the boy asked him to borrow cigarettes on the street, he might give him back one. The question is, where is this?

This is school, who is he?He is a teacher, a student asked him to borrow cigarettes, as a glorious and great teacher, can he give him cigarettes?

However, speaking of smoking, he vaguely remembered that when he was in junior high school, there was a single room in the toilet of their school, which ordinary people were not allowed to enter. There was only for those who smoked. A group of people crowded inside, puffing and puffing. Once, a teacher came in and saw the scene, and shouted on the spot, it's on fire, it's on fire!

Thinking of a group of students with cigarettes in their mouths rushing out of the toilet, yelling where is the fire, where is the fire, and the teacher's face turning blue and purple, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help laughing, but , Just as he was smiling, suddenly, the class bell rang.

The moment the bell rang, Zhao Xiaohan coughed, turned around, glanced at the four big characters "Class Two, Nine Years" written on the sign, and walked in with strides. In that instant, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly had the illusion of being heroic!