I Have a Dragon

Mo Nan did not pay much attention to Lu Wenchang and Tao Yuexi.

Lu Wenchang was purely looking for death. After Tao Yuexi drove him away, he slammed the door.

However, listening to that voice, she should have been hiding inside and crying.

Early in the morning, a girl was so insulted by others that she was "cheesy" and "sister-in-law". She naturally could not stand it.

Mo Nan had a calligraphy class in the morning, but he arrived in the classroom for the first time, so it was earlier.

There are also some students in the classroom of the calligraphy class. These calligraphy desks are relatively large, and there are four treasures in the study room, which looks like an ancient school book.

Mo Nan glanced at his watch. There was still some time before class, and he simply sat in the first row.

It didn't take long for a girl who was chewing gum and dressed as a hip-hop to come in, put her bag there, and sat down next to Mo Nan.

"Brother, new? This is the exclusive sleeping position of the old lady, don't you know?" The hip-hop girl patted Mo Nan's arm smartly.

Mo Nan shook his head. For the first time, how could he know: "Then what?"

"Well, aren't you afraid of me? It's because you're a little handsome and don't care about you. My name is Wang Zhaojun, how about you?"

Wang Zhaojun?

Isn't that one of the four big beauties of China?

"Mo Nan. Your name is very personal." Mo Nan also joked.

Wang Zhaojun continued to chew gum and shook his head: "My personality is fart, and I was laughed at when I was young. This is my dad. I want to be as good as Wang Zhaojun but also play the piano and guzheng, but dreams are generally It's the opposite! By the way, do you know a new teacher this time? "

"Well, I know!" Mo Nan nodded, and the new teacher was himself.

Wang Zhaojun couldn't say a few words, so he looked like a good man, one hand on Mo Nan's shoulders, and took care of it: "I can hear that this teacher is a young and handsome man, and you will see how I look and act, remember Cooperate. "

"What do you mean?" Mo Nan wondered.

"Don't you get on the road? If the teacher is so ugly, you spill ink on yourself, and I'll take you to clean it, let's slip together. If it's handsome, then don't use it, it's good to stay and see the handsome guy , I like the handsome uncle. Unlike you, is the first kiss still there? "Wang Zhaojun said that he had to bury Mo Nan.

When Mo Nan heard the words, he felt a little bit crying. If he were able to teach in Heaven, how many Tianjiao would break his head would come to listen to him.

This Wang Zhaojun even skipped class.

At this time, there are already classmates coming in one after another, but everyone who passes here will shout respectfully and shout "Sister Jun!"

"Aren't you going to snore? If you want to go to the back, don't snore here and affect me." Wang Zhaojun took out his mobile phone and looked at it suddenly.

"I never sleep during class!" Mo Nan glanced back, but half of them started to sleep on the table.

"That's good! I hope this new teacher won't let me down, I must be an uncle with some Hu Zhazi." Wang Zhaojun folded his palms and prayed.

"Sister Jun, I heard that today's class is a young teacher. Finally it wasn't the old man who taught us. Your uncle finally ushered in the spring." The girl in the back seat poked half her body.

"do not know yet!"

At this moment, the bell of the music in class rang.

Mo Nan smiled slightly at Wang Zhaojun: "You are going to be disappointed."

"What do you mean?" Wang Zhaojun froze, and suddenly saw Mo Nan stood up and walked to the podium.

"Classmates, I am your new calligraphy teacher. My name is Mo Nan!"

Wang Zhaojun clasped his head with both hands, exaggerating his expression: "Oh my **** ~ my mother just said those words to him ~ I really want to die!"

Above the podium, Mo Nan quietly glanced at the classmates and found that they were all stunned, and more students chose not to believe it.

"Hey, it's not April Fool's Day, don't make a joke!"

"Yes, are you a new teacher? This is a calligraphy lesson, not a place for you to joke around."

Many people protested, and they couldn't figure out what exactly happened.

"I'm not kidding you, I'm a professor specially hired by the principal. You can call me Teacher Mo or Professor Mo."

The students were all agitated, and some were uneasy.

It can not be!

How could there be such a young professor?

Wang Zhaojun was so scared that he almost swallowed the gum, and said, "Are you really our teacher? Then what kind of skill do you have, show us both hands?"

"Yes! There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging around in my classroom. Can you recognize which calligrapher wrote it at a glance?"

"Teacher, what is the essence of our Chinese book?"

"Teacher, the ancients could smell incense and identify ink. Come and smell what ink is on our desk?"

All of a sudden, a group of students started to coax, all kinds of questions spread out, how could they accept such a young professor to teach them calligraphy?

It's better to sleep directly!

"If you can't answer it, then you go back to wash and sleep!"

"Hey, if you are really a teacher, then remember to give me an excellent one at the end of the period. I promise to attend every day, sleep every day, respect each other, and not disturb each other. I sleep with me, you teach you!"

Mo Nan looked at the scenes of chaos and was not angry. In his heart, he just regarded them as students, but did not think that they became his disciples, so the requirements were naturally different.

"Do you like sleeping?"

Suddenly on the podium, Mo Nan picked up a brush on the side, and slowly dipped in ink, while speaking loudly: "I write a word, each of you only needs to watch for three minutes, and you have all slept in the whole lesson, I I will never remember any of your discipline! "

The students were puzzled for a while, wondering what exactly Mo Nan wanted to do?

Wang Zhaojun also laughed: "You're really bold, the teacher openly encouraged the students to sleep in class. You want to be so lazy?"

Mo Nanxun wrote several strokes, and finally finished writing.

Then, hang the word on the blackboard!

"Quiet!" Wang Zhaojun read in doubt.

"Quiet?"

The classmates were all stunned. The teacher would not be naive to think that it was to write a "quiet" character, and everyone would be quiet, right?

"Huh? No. How do I feel this" static "word is different. It seems to overlap, and wrote the first layer and the second layer."

"I ~ I feel ~ a little sleepy."

One classmate looked at the word "quiet" on the blackboard, and they suddenly became quiet, their eyes could no longer be separated. I don't know why, all of a sudden weary struck ...

...

Mu Xuanyin was nervous and holding a box of band-aid and disinfectant, slowly walked to the calligraphy class.

She went to the scout brother Zhu Hui early in the morning.

When Zhu Hui saw her, it was like a mouse and a cat, and she immediately shouted, "I have deleted your picture!"

Mu Xuanyin's identity is not something he can provoke.

Finally, Mu Xuanyin finally learned who the owner of the photo of the bracelet was.

Based on the talents of the scout brothers, a newly-professed professor such as Mo Nan cannot fail to be discovered. If it isn't Yan Qingsi's post is too hot, it is definitely news that a young professor who is so young has come out.

"This Mo Nan turned out to be a calligraphy professor?"

Mu Xuanyin has some troubles. She still remembers the first time he met Mo Nan, he wrote two poems: "I'm looking for impermanence from time to time, but I don't see Taohua but Qingqing!"

Although she was very disgusted with Mo Nan at the time, thinking that he was a pervert, and she liked to follow, but she had to say that Mo Nan ’s words were the most expressive she had ever written. Even if she hated him so much, she also gave the two poems. Deeply convinced.

"He is a professor of calligraphy, and he has the same bracelet as me. Did he buy it or ..."

Mu Xuanyin was a bit confused, as if there was a voice in her heart, she was always calling for her, making her always feel that she had met somewhere with Mo Nan. Knowing that Mo Nan had done such an excessive thing before, she still couldn't really hate him.

It's strange.

She glanced at the band-aid that she had just bought at the pharmacy. She thought that Mo Nan might have rescued her last night and was injured by the mischievous grenade. Even the coach's bomb for training was quite painful.

He saved her, and it should not be too much to give him a band-aid.

Also, ask him about the bracelet.

Mu Xuan exhaled heavily, this is the craziest thing she has done in so many years ...