A class passed quickly, of course, this was relative to Yang Fan. Because he fell asleep on his desk throughout the class, and even drooled......

And for Yang Fan's tablemate Lei Ting, this class is definitely difficult. The teacher was talking about himself on the podium, and the students were playing with themselves below, which turned out to be even more noisy than in the previous history class.

Lei Ting was dumbfounded, and turned her head left and right like a robot to look at the whole class. The reason is actually very simple, because she has never seen a class so chaotic.

When the bell rang for the end of class, the teacher threw the chalk and said that the class was over, regardless of whether the students heard it or not, and walked straight out of the classroom, how chic his back was.

Looking at the classroom with few students, Lei Ting smiled bitterly and said in her heart: "Perhaps, the classroom after class is more suitable for me." ”

"Hey, wake up, class is over. Wang Yi patted Yang Fan's shoulder and said.

"Class?" Yang Fan opened his sleepy eyes, yawned, and asked casually: "What kind of broken teacher was just now? The lecture is like hypnosis, and I can't sleep if I don't want to." ”

Well, sleeping in class has become the teacher's fault.

"Our math teacher is just like that, ignore him. When Wang Yi said this, he turned his head to look at the others in the classroom, lowered his voice and said to Yang Fan: "Be careful that Zhang Chenggang is making trouble for you." ”

"Who is Zhang Chenggang?" asked Yang Fan with a puzzled expression. I just came here, and I didn't recruit anyone to provoke anyone, huh? Is it that board inch?

Thinking of this, Yang Fan asked, "You shouldn't be the one you said, right?"

"Shh," Wang Yi made a silent gesture and said, "Be quiet, no one in this class dares to give him a nickname." ”

"Afraid of a bird, can he still eat me?" Yang Fan remembered that he had to call his eldest brother, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Brother still has something to do, you can play by yourself." ”

After saying this, Yang Fan strode out of the classroom. When he came to the playground, Yang Fan looked left and right to see if there was anyone, and dialed his eldest brother's phone as he walked. The phone was quickly connected, and Yang Fan's voice came: "How is it?

"Big brother, I was placed in Class 7 of the second year of high school. Yang Fan said.

"Yes, well. When Yang Fan's eldest brother heard Yang Fan's words, he immediately praised: "Work hard, you kid will get ahead." ”

"Big brother, the key is that I heard that Xiao Jingyi is in Class 8?" Yang Fan asked, "This, haven't you already done it? Why didn't I get assigned to Class 8?"

"You idiot, I'm just trying to get you into school. If I hadn't taken care of it, would you have been able to fucking go to Chenyang Middle School?" Yang Fan's eldest brother scolded directly: "If I can control how many classes you are in, wouldn't I be a fucking principal?"

This tone is exactly the same as Yang Fan's lesson to Zhang Chenggang, and Yang Fan's tone of teaching is learned from his eldest brother.

Without waiting for Yang Fan to say anything, Yang Fan's eldest brother continued: "Use your pig brain, there are some students and some hairy children, you can't fucking deal with this, just go and die! Don't call me if you have nothing to fuck on, others in the province don't know that you are the underworld." ”

After saying this, Yang Fan's eldest brother hung up the phone. Looking at the phone he hung up in his hand, Yang Fan didn't come back to his senses for a while, was the emotional eldest brother fooling himself? Before coming, the eldest brother said that everything was taken care of, and he just needed to enter the school to protect Xiao Jingyi with peace of mind. But now that I am not in the same class as Xiao Jingyi, what can I talk about to protect her?

"Well, that's fucked up. Yang Fan held back for a long time and held back such a sentence. Subconsciously, Yang Fan took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, just about to light it, suddenly realized that this was the school, and immediately stuffed the cigarette back into the cigarette case, and cursed: "Grandma, I'm really not used to it." ”

After thinking about it, Yang Fan walked quickly towards the toilet. Don't think about it, Yang Fan is going to the toilet to smoke. Almost all people who started smoking when they were students did so secretly in the toilet at school.

Yang Fan couldn't help but blacken his eldest brother in his heart, knowing that the students were all hairy children, and he was still looking for a junior in the school, what the hell is this!!?

It was at this time that the class bell rang. In the school playground, students who had little time left and were not strong in their ideas also ran quickly to the classroom after hearing the bell. But Yang Fan sped up his pace and walked towards the toilet.

When he came to the toilet, Yang Fan observed the terrain and walked to the back of the toilet. There is also a small open space behind the toilets, and behind it is the school wall. In this small clearing there is a row of poplar trees. Yang Fan walked to the shade of the tree, sat on the ground against a poplar tree, and lit a cigarette with his hand.

Just when Yang Fan took a puff of cigarette and was in the aftertaste, a voice drilled into his ears: "Brother Gang, the new Yang Fan is a little evil." Looks like it's better than ours. ”

Hearing the mention of himself, Yang Fan couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen. Needless to say, this brother Gang seems to be Zhang Chenggang from the seventh class of high school.

"Maybe it's bluffing. Another boy's voice rang out.

I only heard Zhang Chenggang say very well: "Whether it's bluffing or not, I'll know after this class." Brothers, wait and prepare to weigh this kid. I have to let him know that he is in the seventh class of the second year of high school, he has to lie down for me if it is a tiger, and he has to coil it for me if it is a dragon. ”

"That is, the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake. The one who had just started to speak said immediately.

Then the three of them laughed for a while, and the laughter became farther and farther away, thinking that the three of them had gone out of the toilet.

"It's okay to be taught by the eldest brother, these little hairy children also want to teach me a lesson?" Yang Fan took a sip fiercely, snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and walked in the direction of the classroom.

Report. Seeing a female teacher in class, Yang Fan subconsciously stood at the door of the classroom.

In an instant, the originally noisy classroom fell silent, and all the students in the seventh class of the second year of high school looked at Yang Fan with the eyes of aliens. The female teacher on the podium was also stunned, since she taught the seventh class of the second year of high school, how could she have met such a polite student?

"Enter... Come..."The female teacher finally reacted.

Yang Fan walked back to her seat and sat down, the female teacher didn't seem to react for a long time, until the classroom became noisy again, she smiled and nodded at Yang Fan, turned around and continued to write something on the blackboard.

"Dude, you're funny. Wang Yi turned around and said to Yang Fan: "We are in class seven, and you are the first person to be late for class and shout a report." As he spoke, Wang Yi also gave Yang Fan a thumbs up.

Hearing Wang Yi's words, Yang Fan was a little speechless, isn't this a normal thing? Even if you hate the teacher again, this shouting report when you are late for class is at least respectful of the teacher, right?

In Yang Fan's heart, he does hate teachers, but this does not mean that he disrespects teachers.

This is the basic courtesy of being a human being. Lei Ting whispered at this time: "I think Yang Fan did the right thing. ”

"Students, this classmate's behavior just now is very good. The female teacher on the podium clapped her hands and said, "Although the overall performance of our class is poor, it does not mean that the students will be poor when they enter the society." It's just that the actions of this classmate just now are indeed worth learning from. Because this is respect for people, the minimum polite behavior. ”

However, the teacher's words did not attract the attention of the students, and everyone still went their own way, doing what they should do. Didn't listen to her at all.

Seeing this scene, the teacher shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said nothing more.

Yang Fan looked at the female teacher on the podium, and it happened that the female teacher's gaze came over. Yang Fan could clearly feel that this teacher's eyes were full of encouragement.

Subconsciously, Yang Fan nodded.

Watching the female teacher turn around and continue to write on the blackboard, Yang Fan suddenly felt a sour feeling in his nose. Once upon a time, I also longed for the teacher's recognition, approval, or praise, and this feeling that had been far away from me for many years suddenly appeared from the bottom of my heart at this moment......

Yang Fan shook his head vigorously, trying to get this boring feeling out of his mind. But I found that I actually felt sorry for this female teacher in my heart? This feeling is very strange, but it is really generated.

After thinking for a while, Yang Fan finally understood that his heart was full of helplessness, and this teacher was also full of helplessness. I was helpless about re-entering the school and protecting Xiao Jingyi, but this female teacher was helpless because of the students in the seventh class of the second year of high school she taught.

Helplessly, a teacher who is teaching and a former scum student, the current gangster, have a feeling of sympathy. I have to say that life is really full of drama.

Thinking that there were still a few little hairy children to teach him a lesson, Yang Fan turned his head to look at Zhang Chenggang's position, but found that Zhang Chenggang and the seat in front of him were empty.

"What's this teacher's name?" Yang Fan asked Wang Yi in a low voice.

"Class 8 class teacher, Lin duckweed. Wang Yi turned back to Yang Fan and said, seemingly not caring about Lin Fuping, the Chinese teacher on the podium.

Yang Fan looked at Lin Duckweed on the podium, she was about twenty-three or fourteen years old, with long silky hair tied behind her head with a white silk handkerchief, wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, and her facial features were delicate and delicate. The speech is even more gentle, and the whole gives people a very intellectual feeling.

In this class, Lin Duckweed's eyes looked at Yang Fan from time to time, obviously making a good impression on this polite student.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan smiled smugly, he actually made a good impression on Xiao Jingyi's head teacher by mistake? This was beyond his expectations.

However, as Lin Duckweed's gaze stayed more and more on his body, Yang Fan soon discovered that something was wrong, why did Lin Duckweed look at him with a puzzled look?