I don't know if you have ever seen this kind of spicy strip, it is the kind that is relatively long and hard.

Passerby C received the challenge of daring to let him eat a whole pack of 'golden hoop sticks', during which he could not touch it with his hands, and could only rely on his mouth to eat all the spicy noodles into his stomach.

Now passer-by C is good to stuff a bucket of chopsticks in his mouth, let alone eat it, just like this, he can't guarantee that the golden hoop stick in his mouth may fall out at any time.

Passerby C can only raise his head, let the spicy strips 'insert' in his mouth steadily, and then rely on the squirming of his mouth a little bit, slowly push the spicy strips into his throat, and chew and swallow at the same time, which is very embarrassing.

Other students who watched the excitement saw the virtue of passer-by C, and immediately burst into laughter.

"Do you really think that little business at home is very good?"

"I usually drag as many as 250,000 or 80,000, as if everyone wants to cater to you!"

"Cut, just this garbage, don't say it's my father, I'll crush him with one hand!

Long Hair looked confused, not beating the drum and passing the flowers, but Truth or Dare? That's not right, isn't it coming up to sing a song and dancing or something? How can this make it look like a criticism meeting? How many people does this guy who eats spicy strips usually offend? Being bullied like this? No matter what, they are still children, how can they do such a thing to their classmates?

Long Hair was angry, and slapped the table with his hand

"Enough!"

The long hair is also a special soldier, and he didn't grasp the strength at once, and the imported black sandalwood lectern was slapped apart with a bang.

Passerby C turned his back to the podium, not knowing what was happening behind him, only to hear a loud noise, a few pieces of wood flew out against his ears, scared him into a cleverness, he couldn't control it for a while, the spicy strips in his mouth squirted out, one by one with saliva, flying to the faces of the classmates in the front row...... How disgusting is how disgusting it is......

But the students in the front row didn't move, and they saw something terrible splashing on their faces...... I don't dare to hide, I don't dare to wipe it......

Not only them, but no one in the entire classroom was laughing, let alone moving, they all stared blankly at the podium, silent, only hearing the scattered wood chips falling to the ground, and the sound of saliva dripping......

'Cheng Durust' mouth is so open that it looks like it can fit an egg, it's hard to believe! Longhaired guy is crazy, isn't he? Slap the lectern in school?

Passerby felt relieved when he spit out what was in his mouth, but then he thought of something, followed the exaggerated eyes of his classmates, and turned to look at the podium with some trembling.

The original one-meter-high lectern was gone, leaving only a palm-sized piece of debris on the podium, as if to remind everyone that it had existed.

Long hair, also known as 'Wang Jun', stood on the podium with a fierce look, his hands still in front of him, maintaining the movement of setting the table. Could it be that Wang Jun slapped the lectern with a slap? Passer-by C was so frightened that he spread it on the ground, jokingly, could such a sturdy lectern be smashed by a person with a single slap? Is this still a human being?

The long hair on the podium hasn't reacted yet, why is this podium so unsturdy? Why does it break when you slap it? It's not so exaggerated to shoot the table at the base usually, it must be a fake and shoddy product!

Longhair may have overlooked a situation, all the facilities of the base have been strengthened, and the explosion-proof and anti-strike capabilities are not ordinarily strong......

Long Fur withdrew his hand to slap the table, and coughed pretendedly, "Why is this table of such poor quality? I just slapped it so lightly, and it shattered like this! At first glance, it looks like an inferior wooden board! I have to communicate with the school well, how can I let the teacher use such a table to teach students?"

"Well, of course, this table is back on my account. ”

The students in the class felt a chill and patted it gently? Wang Jun patted it, and felt that if it was slapped on himself, it would be wasted directly! At the same time, it was a real hammer, and Huang Mao was also a ghost done by Wang Jun before, but now it seems that Wang Jun still has his hand, otherwise Huang Mao is estimated not to be sent to the school infirmary, and can be sent directly to the funeral home to clean up and make arrangements......

Longfur stepped over the broken wood on the ground, ready to step in to comfort some passers-by.

But in the eyes of passer-by C, a fierce devil walked down from the podium and stretched out his hand to him! Do you want to teach yourself a lesson like you do with the lectern? No! I'm still young! I still want to see the sun tomorrow!

Passers-by were frightened into tears, and while struggling to move backwards, they shouted hoarsely, "Don't! Teacher Wang, I know it's wrong! I don't want to die yet! Teacher Wang, don't hit me! Help!"

Changmao originally wanted to reach out and help passer-by C on the ground, but who knows why this kid still retreats as if he was stimulated by something? He heard passer-by C start shouting hoarsely, and felt even more strange, why should I hit you? Could it be that Wang Jun bullied these students before?

At this moment, there was a knock on the classroom door, and he was looking through the glass window on the door.

"Mr. Wang, eh, this ...... What is going on? Teacher Wang, what are you doing? Stop it! Hurry up and open the door for me! Students, don't be afraid! Wang Jun, open the door! Do you hear it!"

Outside the door is Zhang Fei, the Chinese teacher of Class 5 next door. He was explaining the teaching plan for the new semester to the students in the sixth class of the second year of high school, when he suddenly heard a loud noise, coming from the next classroom.

Zhang Fei didn't care too much, put down his lesson plan, and wanted to come over to see what was going on.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the classroom and wanted to knock on the door to enter, I saw a person who looked like a teacher who seemed to be about to beat a student, and there were broken wood slag all over the floor in the classroom, which was a mess.

How could Zhang Fei tolerate such a thing as a teacher beating a student! Hurriedly said something to stop it, while trying to push the door in, but the door seemed to be stuck, and Teacher Zhang couldn't push it open.

With a bang, the door was opened from the inside, and Mr. Zhang Fei hurriedly dodged and wanted to go in, but he didn't want to bump into someone just about to come out.

Zhang Fei took two steps back, he held his crooked glasses, and saw that it was the adult's teacher standing at the door. Zhang Fei vaguely remembered that this section seemed to be taught by the new teacher Wang Jun in the school, and he rushed forward angrily, wanting to reason with Wang Jun.

"You are the new teacher Wang Jun, how can you treat your students like this! The teacher is to teach and educate people, not to bully the weak ...... in school."

The long hair on the opposite side looked confused, how could he help others open the door and be innocently sprayed?

Zhang Fei put on his glasses and saw clearly that the person opposite was five big and three thick, nearly one meter nine tall, standing at the door like a black tower, which made people breathless.

The long hair was angry, and the slight misalignment of the face on his face made his face very hideous.

In Zhang Fei's view, this is the appearance of a robber who does all kinds of evil.

Zhang Fei subconsciously swallowed his saliva

"I won't be afraid of you! Now is a society ruled by law! Don't think that you can do evil just because you are strong! Let ...... Get out of the way, I'm going to go inside and see how the students are doing!"

Long Mao squinted at the Chinese teacher in front of him, who was a head shorter than himself, wearing glasses and being weak, but he didn't expect to be quite backbone.

Long Hair doesn't want to talk nonsense, but the more he explains, the darker it gets, so it's better not to explain. He turned sideways, and Zhang Fei hurriedly walked into the classroom to check the situation of the students on the ground.

Zhang Fei helped the student who was still trembling on the ground to his feet, thinking to himself what had happened to him, what could he be scared like this?

"It's okay! The teacher is here! I'm not afraid! No one here dares to do anything to you!"

Zhang Fei checked it carefully and found that the student did not have any skin injuries, but the crotch of his pants seemed to be wet, and there was a smell of urine......

"I'm Teacher Zhang Fei from the next class, you tell me in detail what just happened, and I will report it to the Education Bureau truthfully!"

Long Hair picked at his buttocks, and looked at the student squatting on the ground unremittingly,

Cut, all scared to pee.

Passerby C glanced at Wang Jun at the door, and shivered,

"I didn't ...... Nothing, Wang ...... Mr. Wang didn't hit me, he, he hit ......"

"Who? Tell me! Where is he? How is he now? Is he seriously injured?"

When Changmao heard this, he came to his senses, and he couldn't help but interject for a while

"Oh, nothing, you're going to ask where he is? That's all over the classroom!"

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