Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Final Blow & Willing to Gamble and Lose

Han Zihe walked to the stage, opened the gold buckle on the milky white handbag, and took out a crystal clear emerald jade flute from it, about ten centimeters long, and a red tassel nearly forty centimeters long was wrapped around the tail of the flute.

Students: Khan!(─.─|||.

Ignoring the different colors of the eyes below, Han Zihe put his hands together on the jade flute, and in just a few moments, the jade flute became five times as long as it was at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone waits: (β€”__β€”)...... So, is the teacher here to play tricks?

"Today is the opening dance party of our class, the teacher has nothing special to give to you, today I will blow a jade flute version of "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" to present, I think it will be fun for everyone, thank you. ”

Han Zihe said, put the jade flute on the side of the red lips, and then, a simple and subtle, elegant and melodious flute melody filled the entire venue leisurely, and in a short time, it attracted the hearts of all the students in the venue.

Her flute skills are extraordinary, and as she plays with her eyes half-closed, most of the students present slowly squint, and gradually enter a profound artistic conception with the undulating rhyme.

Until the end of the song, everyone still felt that the aftermath surrounded their ears and did not stop for a long time.

By the time everyone came back to their senses and looked at each other soberly, Mr. Han Zihe had already returned to the sofa area, sipping the freshly brewed coffee with a smile.

The nine members of the class committee came out from behind the scenes, and their faces were different.

Just now, they also lost their minds about that famous song.

Among them, Yang Ze was the most direct, half-hugging Tong Youwei beside him, ignoring the black line on the other party's face to the point of being angry, he just snorted his nose with tears and poured out: "Boom, the teacher's flute is so good! Boom, it's really touching! I, I want to learn to play the flute!"

When the rest of them saw this, they all took a few steps away with disgust: Hey, what is this shameful thing? We don't know each other!

Only Tong Youwei couldn't move. The expression of wanting to throw Yang Ze like a shot put made everyone who saw it sympathetic.

"Don't pay attention to those two living treasures!" Wu Wu ran to Ye Xingyun, blocking her view of Yang Ze and the others, and said with a smile. "Isn't our stage a custom-made mechanism? Why did she walk around the whole stage and stand on the round board for so long, and it was all right?!"

Dong Zhi couldn't see his childish look, and snorted: "Or...... You're going up there and seeing?"

Belch...... Wu Wu's heart palpitated, and he wanted to say no. I was afraid of losing points in front of Ye Xingyun, so I could only go forward and bring a few more by the way: "You two little girls forget it, just let a few of us go to the old men!"

Hey, as soon as he said this, the other three except Zhang Yijing were forced to be kidnapped by language and could only keep up.

"Hey, Yang Ze, can't you kid go up? If you don't go up, let Lao Tong go!

"Get out! Lao Tzu is not finished moving. Old Tong has to stay here with me, listen to me! You have to go up quickly, what so much nonsense!" Yang Ze found a pack of tissues from Tong Youwei's body, and snorted while blowing his nose.

"Damn, Lao Tzu has convinced you! You are really shameless and invincible in the world!" Wu Wu scolded casually with envy and anger, "You are really sick!"

Yang Ze continued to be moved, but when the corners of his eyes swept over the four figures on the stage, the corners of his lips hooked, and he still sneered: "You are sick." It's a brain disease!"

In a blink of an eye, I saw Zhang Yijing sitting on the sofa with a noble son's style, staring at the stage with his cheeks held in a leisurely manner, as if everyone's arrangement had nothing to do with him...... Yang Ze was a little unconvinced, and looked up at Tong Youwei: "Old Tong." Why didn't he do anything, and everyone didn't pick on him? He didn't do it out of his own will; Lao Tzu didn't do it, because they didn't let him do it; obviously Lao Tzu was better than him, but why did those birdmen keep rushing at Lao Tzu?"

Tong Youwei originally lowered his eyes and looked at Yang Ze with disgust. As soon as he said this, the original Lang eyes immediately narrowed into a line, looked up at the center of the stage, and ignored the person next to him who had no self-knowledge: Well, I still can't figure out the words "This world is a world of face-brushing", it's a mallet!

......

In other words, Wu Wu, Wang Chen, Luo Zhitong, and Ni Heren appeared on the stage very husbandly, and the four of them whispered: "Eh, is it so okay? It seems that Plan C has failed." ”

(Voiceover: Plan C, codenamed Little C, Goal: Leading the Teacher Han Zihe!)

Implementation plan: When Mr. Han Zihe is on the stage, the stage plate will be vibrated due to human movement, so that the internal organs will be opened;

The gears inside the mechanism will also gradually run due to vibration.

Little by little, until she reached the center of the performance circle!

At that time, according to the precise calculations of Dong Zhi and the others, the wooden plank under Han Zihe's feet would quickly turn on the rotation mode at that time!

The moment the rotation mode is turned on, the rope connecting the stage ceiling to the mechanism will also loosen.

This will directly cause a whole bag of flour to spill directly above the rotating floor!

Ho-ho-ho, the plan is perfect!

It's just that...... οΌ‰

"Ahh......h Ahh

Four voices mixed together at the same time are still very influential.

Dong Zhi looked at the rotating stage in front of her in surprise, as well as the four tall boys on the stage who were covered in flour and couldn't stand up in the flour pile, and could only lie on their stomachs to maintain their balance......

"Damn, is this stage also watching people put down dishes? Treat them differently according to their appearance?" Yang Ze sniffed, looked at Zhang Yijing with a blaming face, and said to Tong Youwei: "Just say that he should be on it!"

"Stupid, it's useless for anyone to get on!" Zhang Yijing stood up with a smile, straightened out his suit, and turned around and walked towards the door of the box.

"Zhang Yijing, where are you going?!" Ye Xingyun saw it, hurriedly caught up with two steps, and shouted.

"Didn't you say, would you like to lose the bet? I'll go back and rest first, save my strength, so as not to cry tomorrow!" kept raising his hand, saying goodbye, and Zhang Yijing left without looking back.

(Voiceover: Hey, didn't you say there's a plan D?)

Plan D, codenamed Childless D, implementer: all students of Business Management Class C.

Implementation plan: Take the "dominoes" as a reference, and use the method of stacking arhats to overwhelm the teacher!

Unfortunately, it is not needed. οΌ‰

On the venue, the noise, restlessness, and turmoil originally caused by the stage farce were suppressed by the sudden scene in front of them.

Dong Zhi was a few people, only to feel a flash in front of him, a khaki figure jumped onto the stage like a dragonfly, carried one in one hand, and carried Wang Chen and others back to the stage twice.

By the time everyone rubbed their eyes to take a closer look, the khaki figure had already come out of the gate and drifted away.

Only the four embarrassed students on the ground were left screaming.

"Look!" I don't know who suddenly shouted, and everyone looked at it, only to see that on the stage floor, the fruit was inlaid in it, forming a line of big characters:

"I am willing to lose the bet, and remember to go to class tomorrow!"

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"What should I do?" asked a student looking at the remaining class committee members.

However, all he got was a reluctant and hateful answer: "Do it with chopsticks...... Tomorrow will give me honest lessons!"

Well, at this point, the farce of all the rebellions planned by the students of Business Management Class C has come to an end.

The hard days of all the students in Business Management Class C have just arrived.

(Teacher Han Zihe: Students, in order to welcome the arrival of military training, everyone should cheer∩∩! )

PS: Thank you for the monthly pass and recommendation ticket of "Brother Heihei"!