Chapter Ninety-One: Not Doing Proper Business
Seeing that this kid's hands were frozen stiff by the cold iron, Yang Le just snickered on the side, but he didn't mean to help at all.
Another student with glasses and a polite appearance said to the strong man with some disapproval:
"Zhang Dongming, haven't you been saying that you are brave and invincible? This iron rod has obviously been frozen in the freezer, and I haven't seen the teacher through the cloth!"
Zhang Dongming, who hurriedly withdrew his hand, even felt that his entire arm was unconscious, and it took a long time to be able to move slightly, and he was a little angry in his heart, and he punched Yang Le directly with his left hand.
saw Yang Le stretch out his right index finger and only lightly tap it on his fist.
"Ouch!"
Ignoring the strong man squatting on the ground, he just smiled slightly at everyone and said:
"I forgot to tell you, teacher, I was also a practitioner before, and it has always been my job to beat someone and lose money, so you'd better not make small moves in front of me, otherwise I won't keep my hand next time!"
"Now you're going to introduce yourselves!"
After that, Yang Le stepped off the podium, and all the students in Class 30 were surprised to find that this teacher seemed to be really different from those people before, and they all said that learning is one step at a time, but they couldn't bear that others really - one step at a time!
The strong man before seemed to be a little scared, although he was still squatting on the ground, he was the first to speak.
"My name is Zhang Dongming, I am 192 tall, I weigh 210, I like to work out and play basketball..."
Without waiting for him to finish, Yang Le directly kicked him in the ass and said viciously:
"Did I ask you? Do you understand in order? Go back to your last row!"
Unexpectedly, just like this, a girl took out a mobile phone and took a photo, and said proudly:
"Teacher Yang, this is evidence that you beat the student, do you think I will hand him over to ......"
"Smack..."
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Yang Le directly smashed it with a piece of chalk, and muttered in his mouth:
"What kind of mobile phone does the student use? I still want to attack the teacher, and I hand over all the mobile phones in my bag!"
"By the way, there is still one sentence left unfinished, do you think the school believes me as a well-mannered educator, or does it believe you scumbags?"
A group of adolescent children didn't have any scheming, and they couldn't beat it and couldn't say that they couldn't win, so in desperation, everyone had to hand over the things according to Yang Le's intentions.
I can't play with my phone anymore, and everyone is like they've lost their souls, either clasping their fingers or their buttocks struggling, like nails on a stool.
I thought that this new teacher would give them a lesson while the iron was hot, but I didn't expect Yang Le to do the opposite.
"You must be dying of hatred for me now, aren't you? Are you thinking that you will go to the school leader to sue me after class in a while?"
"Hey, hey~, Zhang~ Zhang Daming, right? You don't have to quibble! I can tell you very clearly, if you don't complete the task I set for you today, don't even think about leaving!"
As soon as his words fell, I saw that the girl who began to be smashed by him stood up again, and said indignantly:
"Teacher, we are here to study, not to be abused, you may not know who we are here, especially Zhang Dongming's cousin, who is a big man who eats black and white! I advise you to ......."
"He Yimeng, I advise you to stop talking nonsense with me, complete the task early, and don't affect the other students!
After speaking, Yang Le ignored their objections and directly began to talk about the rules of the game:
"The game is very simple, move the tables and chairs for me for a while, everyone forms a circle, they all cover their eyes with cloths, no one is allowed to make a sound except for movement, I say that you will take a step forward in turn, and if you meet two people at the same time, you will all start over again until you are all done!"
With that, he tore down a curtain, tore it into small strips of cloth, and distributed it to all the students.
Unexpectedly, not only did they not have to study, but they could also play games blindfolded, and a group of young people instantly became interested.
"Go back!"
"Do it all over again!"
"Zhang Daming, are you stupid?"
"Teacher, my name is Zhang Dongming......
"From now on, your name will be Zhang Daming, I will call it so smoothly! Go back!"
......
The game lasted for more than two hours, and the students' novelty of the game gradually faded, and they were tired and sore backs, and they all shouted to go to the cafeteria to eat.
Yang Leke is a person who says the same, and he can't leave if he doesn't finish it, and at this time, a man's voice suddenly came from the staircase.
"Xiao Ming, the NBA has a new sneaker, Uncle Cousin bought you a pair, a limited edition!
Zhang Dongming glanced at Yang Le pitifully, and could only stick out his head and reply:
"Uncle Cousin, the new homeroom teacher is still teaching us, I'll look for you after a while!"
Unexpectedly, this so-called cousin was also a muddy person, completely ignoring the teacher's teaching, and shouted in his mouth:
", what time is it, what's the matter, there's an uncle, are you the one who needs to go to class?"
Seeing this, He Yimeng, who was sitting below, did not forget to gloat and muttered to a few girls next to him:
"Hee-hee... Zhang Dongming's cousin is here, and now our teacher is in big trouble!"
I saw a big man who was slightly shorter than Zhang Dongming walking in directly, and said with a scolding on his lips:
"You're Xiao Ming's new teacher, right? I'll take this kid!"
Zhang Dongming, who was squatting on the side, seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and pounced directly on the comer, hiding behind him and said excitedly:
"Uncle Cousin, help me, this teacher not only doesn't teach us to study, but also beats people! You must be the master for us!"
Yang Le didn't expect that this kid would turn his face faster than a book, and he felt that someone behind him reached out and grabbed his collar, and he took a step forward before turning around.
Unexpectedly, it was an acquaintance who came.
"Yo, Wang Xiaohu, who did you just say doesn't have to go to class?"
Wang Dahu never dreamed that he would be able to meet this person in school, and the arm that stopped in the air was not put down, and in the end he could only slap Zhang Dongming's head.
"Tell you to not do your job for a day! Having such an excellent teacher to teach you is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes!"
After speaking, he didn't forget to say hello to Yang Le with a flattering face:
"Brother Yang, my name is Wang Dahu, this is my nephew, you have to bother a lot, don't get used to him, if you dare to be naughty, beat me to death!"
He Yimeng, who was about to watch the joke just now, was directly speechless in surprise, and everyone couldn't help but think in their hearts - what is the origin of this teacher!
Seeing that this Wang Dahu wanted to slip away, Yang Le directly stopped him.
"The king... It's better for Xiaohu to be smooth, just when you come, just work a little harder, go buy some food for the children, just be nutritious, don't be too greasy!"
"By the way, I'll give you a separate menu for what I'm going to eat, brother, I'm sorry for you!"
Wang Dahu not only failed to take away his nephew, but became their takeaway brother, but he did not have the slightest displeasure in his heart, if he could have a good relationship with this big man, maybe the Wang family's business could go to a higher level.
To say that although this kid is not very good at fighting, he is still very good at running errands, and after a while, he and a few younger brothers sent all the big bags and small bags.
A group of students eating porridge noodles looked at Yang Le on the podium with blank eyes, what braised pork, roast duck, lion's head......
Everyone was drooling from him, although Wang Dahu repeatedly refused, but Yang Le still paid according to the amount on the receipt, after all, - eat people with soft mouths!
After a full meal, Wang Dahu directly and honestly left with the rest of the garbage, and the previous game continued!
However, it seems that because he had just finished eating, Yang Le's mood was not bad, and he actually said a few more words to these students:
"Do you know what the point of this game is?"
"Unity!"
"Don't you want to drive me away? One person's strength is no match for me, so can't you work together with more than fifty people?"
"So you must first learn to unite, don't be like He Yimeng, just thinking about making trouble inside, it's you who suffer if you can't complete the task, if you can't finish it before school at night, I don't dare to guarantee that you still have food!"
"If you want to hit me in the real sense, just do what I say! I don't have so much time to play with you!"
Unexpectedly, his words really worked, and a group of students who hated him to the bone really started the game seriously, although they also made mistakes halfway, but they were getting closer and closer to success.
Even He Yimeng, who has been quietly mischievous, took the initiative to stand up and sum up his experience with everyone when he failed halfway.
In the end, these fifty or so students completed Yang Le's test when school was about to end in the afternoon!
At that moment, everyone threw the cloth in their hands high into the sky, and the pride they had never felt before was spontaneous, and this was the first time they had accomplished something through everyone's efforts.
Seeing that these children regained their self-confidence one by one, Yang Le seemed to be infected by this emotion, and said to himself:
"Wouldn't it be okay for them to come out every three seconds according to their student numbers? They won't even be able to remember their student numbers, right? What a bunch of scumbags!"
......
After speaking, Yang Le walked towards the outside of the classroom with his hands behind his back, and He Yimeng, who was a little uncertain, suddenly asked:
"Teacher Yang, we are students in the third year of high school, and we have to study at night!"
saw that Yang Le didn't stop at all, and it wasn't until his figure disappeared from everyone's sight that a faint voice came:
"Just you scumbags, you don't work hard during the day, and you still practice fart at night!"
"Go back to the dorm room and rest!"