He Ying came out with red eyes.

Not long after graduating from college, she came to this high school to teach, and she thought that her future was bright, but she didn't expect to be transferred to Class 4.

She was very aggrieved, and she didn't know what she did wrong, was it because the principal asked her to go to his house to see the sofa that day, and she didn't go?

But what's so nice about the sofa? I really don't understand.

He Ying is deeply aware of how rogue the students in Class 4 are, because she is quite beautiful and has a good figure, and some male classmates often make fun of her.

What's even more excessive is that in an English classroom test, He Ying wore a short skirt, and when she turned around, she found that several classmates bent down to pick up pencils, and they actually picked up more than a dozen times after a test, which was really excessive.

Since that time, He Ying no longer dares to wear a skirt to class 4.

Although these students are hanging on their children, they can't control them, and several of them are rich boys.

There is a man named Zhu Chao, who is said to have a relationship with the school director.

He Ying couldn't afford to mess with them, so every time she went to class, it became a formality, and her enthusiasm had long been exhausted.

"Hehe, Mr. He has worked hard. Seeing He Ying's red eyes, Mediterranean greeted him kindly.

He Ying didn't shake him off, and walked away in high heels angrily.

Mediterranean's face was a little embarrassed, and he turned his head to Yang Chen and said, "Brother Yang, come in with me and introduce yourself!"

Mediterranean walked into the classroom, clapped his palms and said, "Students, today I would like to introduce you to a teacher of Chinese medicine interest class, Yang Chen. ”

The noise in the classroom continued, no one cared about the Mediterranean Sea at all, and occasionally a few little girls raised their heads, concentrating their curious eyes on Yang Chen.

"Hey, this interest class teacher seems to be a little handsome!" a few girls whispered a few words.

In the first row, a pure-looking girl heard Yang Chen's name, raised her head slightly, and said in surprise: "Doctor Yang, are you here to teach us Chinese medicine?"

This girl who is wearing a cool summer T-shirt and looks as pure as the girl next door is Cheng Kite.

Yang Chen recognized her, nodded with a smile, and said, "I don't dare to say teaching, I'm just here to talk about some of my experiences." ”

"That's great. Cheng Yuan has always been a quiet girl, but at this moment she waved her little fist happily.

Yang Chen rescued her father from serious injuries in a car accident, so Cheng Yuan has always been grateful to Yang Chen, and then became interested in Chinese medicine.

Cheng Yuan's tablemate is named Wang Xiaoxiao, a girl with freckles on her face, I saw her gently bump Cheng Yuan with her elbow and said, "Do you know this new teacher?"

"Well, Dr. Yang's medical skills are very good, and he can rescue people from the ghost gate. Cheng Yuan said with a look of adoration.

Wang Xiaoxiao glanced at Yang Chen, and said in a skeptical tone: "Is it true? I just saw that the teachers of the next few classes are all old men, he is so young, he can't just be sent by the hospital to complete the task, right?"

Cheng Yuan rolled her eyes and said, "You can't trust Dr. Yang, you can go to the next class to listen to the class, anyway, it's all an interest class, but you can't come." ”

"Then forget it, I'm not interested in Chinese medicine in the first place, instead of looking at those old men, it's better to watch this handsome teacher to nourish my eyes. ”

The conversation between the two girls fell into Yang Chen's ears, and he couldn't help but criticize: "There are so many shining points on my body, you only see my handsome skin, it's really superficial." ”

Wang Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up and said, "Oh? Then I'm looking forward to what kind of brilliance you can show, Mr. Yang." ”

It was very embarrassing to stand by Yang Chen's side, he was the head teacher of the "4" class in the third year of high school, but no one paid attention to him, so he said: "If it's okay, I'll leave first." ”

He walked to the door of the classroom, and couldn't help but turn around and say, "Brother Yang, you ...... Treasure yourself!"

Those who don't know it think it's a battlefield farewell!

There were still two minutes before class, Yang Chen cleared his throat and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I will say a few words before class......

It's just that his voice was quickly drowned out by the noise, and no one cared about him, the new teacher.

Wang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but smile and said: "Teacher Yang, the classmates don't listen to you, it seems that your shining points can't be shown!"

"I don't think so. Yang Chen smiled, suddenly took out a millineedle and said, "I don't know how much you know about flying needles?"

"Flying needle, teacher, are you kidding? This kind of thing that only appears in martial arts novels, don't say you will ......?"

As soon as Wang Xiaoxiao's words came out, her eyes suddenly widened, because she had just watched a thin needle fly out of Yang Chen's hand.

"Wow, Teacher Yang, I wasn't dazzled just now, was I?" Wang Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and exclaimed, her voice was so loud that she covered the voices of the whole class.

Several male classmates playing cards in the back row turned their heads and said, "Wang Xiaoxiao, what is your ghost name, which scared Lao Tzu...... Hey, who's that thing on the podium?"

Only then did they notice Yang Chen standing on the podium.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Chen slowly spoke: "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Yang Chen, and I am the teacher of your Chinese medicine interest class." ”

"Cut, it turned out to be a new teacher, it has nothing to do with us, brothers continue, do you want a pair of two?"

A few boys at the back table played cards again.

Yang Chen didn't stop them, but continued to say in a voice that was not impatient: "Before class, I will say a few words, our class is a Chinese medicine interest class, if you are not interested, you can leave now, but if you choose to stay, please consciously abide by the classroom discipline." ”

After Yang Chen finished speaking, his eyes scanned the classroom, only a few people left the classroom, and most of them were in their seats.

They weren't interested in Chinese medicine, but they didn't listen to Yang Chen's words at all, and even if they did, they scoffed.

What about classroom discipline, even the regular teachers and staff of the school don't dare to talk to them about discipline, Yang Chen is a temporary worker, it's a fart!

It is estimated that there are only two people in the class who listen to Yang Chen's words, one is Cheng Yuan, and she does have a trace of interest in Chinese medicine.

The other person is Wang Xiaoxiao, she is pure curiosity, wanting to see how Yang Chen can deal with these classmates with headaches.

"Jingle bell—"

The class bell finally rang, but how noisy or noisy the classroom should be, few people would pay attention to classroom discipline at all.

Yang Chen smiled as if he didn't know, and said: "There are so many classmates who stayed, it seems that everyone still loves Chinese medicine!"

The noise below is still there, and it looks like Yang Chen is playing a one-man show alone, and the scene is very embarrassing.

Wang Xiaoxiao said with a strange expression: "Teacher Yang, you can't do it!"

Yang Chen didn't speak again, but turned around silently, pinched the tail of the millineedle and scratched it on the blackboard, and suddenly a sharp, piercing eardrum-piercing sound sounded.

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