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Besides, the place where the battle was invited was at the school gate, but it was not a remote place, and the black mouse really had a large number of subordinates, and he didn't dare to bring too many people over. The movement is so loud that once the police intervene, they will not be able to eat and walk around.

Therefore, Meng Wentian is not afraid at all, and bragging is said as much as possible.

But these simple students can't think of Meng Wentian's deep meaning, they only feel that Meng Wentian is too good, he is really a guy who is not afraid of heaven and earth, he dares to single-handedly challenge countless gangsters, he is simply a martial arts master of TV series.

Unconsciously, they admired Meng Wentian and were full of expectations for the noon competition.

Although the teachers thought more and more deeply than the students, they couldn't guess what medicine was sold in Meng Wentian's gourd, but they all felt the domineering in Meng Wentian's words.

You see, how good this is, "As long as I'm okay, I'll come to the classroom to sit for a while", the principal didn't dare to say what was the use of sitting in this classroom of class 12 of the third year of high school, but he said it as easily as drinking egg soup, as if he would immediately fall silent as soon as he came to this classroom.

Ma Qingquan glanced at Meng Wentian, then at the English teacher, and when he saw the English teacher nodding, he said, "Okay, I'll ask them for help." ”

At this time, Meng Wentian said again: "I won't lose the teacher." As long as they teach us courses from the first year of high school to the third year of high school seriously, I will give them a bonus of 300 yuan every month......"

"Ahh

You must know that all their monthly income adds up to less than 1,000, and 300 yuan is already more than their monthly bonus, can you not be impressed?

One of the young male teachers asked incredulously, "True or fake, will your family give you so much money?"

Meng Wentian replied lightly: "I will transfer this money to your account today, Mr. Ma, and trouble you to distribute it on my behalf in the future." …… If the students in our class think that the teacher teaches well and teaches seriously, I will give them an additional bonus of 800 yuan each before the college entrance examination. If all teachers have received good reviews from our classmates, all teachers will be rewarded. ”

Ma Qingquan's eyes widened at this time: Now it is four months before the college entrance examination, if you can get the 800 yuan, it is equivalent to an increase of 200 yuan every month, which is ...... Is there such a good thing?

Meng Wentian was not shocked, and said: "As long as the students listen carefully to the class, after the college entrance examination, I will organize everyone to go to Wangjiang Tower for dinner and singing, and the teacher can also go, and everyone can also bring their families." ”

The eyes of the students in the classroom also lit up, many students still had little stars in their eyes, and several girls firmly engraved Meng Wentian in their hearts: Meng Wentian, I love you to death!

Under Meng Wentian's coercion and temptation, the students were all more well-behaved, and the teachers in Class 12 of the third year of high school were also gearing up one by one: Isn't it just serious teaching? We used to teach seriously, but in the past, you Class 12 of the third year of high school did not listen carefully, so we were not serious. Meng Wentian didn't say that he had to teach them well, and he didn't set a specific target for how many students must be admitted to college, so I was worried about something. Hehe, I've got the money!

On the one hand, he, a person with two lifetimes of experience, watched the "bad students" in the classroom be frightened by himself, and couldn't help but feel pity, not only forgiving them in his heart, but also wanting them to integrate into the ranks of normal children.

Secondly, he did this to show goodwill to the head teacher Ma Qingquan.

He believes that as long as the students in Class 12 of the third year of high school are "getting better", Ma Qingquan will not restrain him and will definitely give him more freedom.

Of course, there is another reason that he has money now, there are a total of eight of the seven classroom teachers and the class teacher, and three hundred per month is two thousand four, and the four months add up to less than 10,000 yuan. Even if each person is rewarded with another eight hundred, it will be a maximum of sixteen thousand yuan, which is a huge amount of money for others, but it can only be regarded as a piece of cake for him.

Naturally, the results of his measures were immediate.

This can be seen from the first class: the English teacher, who usually runs around the classroom, almost trots back to his office, not only quickly flips out the English lesson plan of the first year of high school, but also borrows a lot of English textbooks from the first year of high school and distributes them to students who do not have textbooks, and then preaches heart-rending on the podium.

According to the convention, all the new high school courses have been completed in the first semester of the third year of high school, and students will review the high school knowledge over and over again under the leadership of the teacher, so it is not too much for Meng Wentian to let the teacher teach again from the beginning of high school, and the students generally have textbooks from the first year of high school to the third year of high school.

It's just that this is generally for students in other senior classes, and many people in class 12 of senior high school are not ordinary people, and many students don't have textbooks for the first year of high school. The English teacher naturally knew the situation, and in order to win the praise of the students, in order to win the extra 2,000 yuan bonus before the college entrance examination, he fought hard.

The first English class was a success, the teacher taught carefully and the students learned seriously.

The second three-dimensional geometry class was even more successful, and the teacher who had already gotten the news had made full preparations for this, and he not only thought that the students in the 12th class of the third year of high school were very different, and they might not have brought a textbook for the first year of high school, but he also thought that these students did not have compasses, triangles or anything, in addition to borrowing books, he also paid for more than ten sets of learning utensils to give to students for free.

This cost him more than 20 yuan privately.

It can be said that he works harder than the English teacher!

The three-dimensional geometry teacher was also pleasantly surprised to find that the students in Class 12 of the third year of high school were not as stupid as they imagined, and when he carefully called the students to answer the questions, these students were able to answer: It's really a dog.

Seeing the teacher's surprise, Meng Wentian secretly smiled: How many naughty students are really stupid? They just don't want to study, they just don't focus on studying, as long as they study hard, not to mention becoming a top student, but at least they can not drag the class back.

In fact, seeing the teacher teaching so attentively and feeling Meng Wentian's sweeping gaze sweeping around the classroom, these students suddenly had a trace of interest in learning, and really put most of their minds on the teacher's lecture.

Before I knew it, it was time to get out of school at noon. When Stereo Geometry happily announced the end of class, all the students did not leave, and their eyes fell on Meng Wentian. Many students who also wanted to see the excitement and see how capable Meng Wentian was, but they didn't want Meng Wentian to take risks at the school gate again.

Even Tan Xinxin turned her head to look at Meng Wentian and said embarrassedly, "Either I'll call and don't want them to come......"

But Meng Wentian smiled calmly and said, "Let's go." After watching the excitement, I went to the cafeteria to eat. It's rare to meet once in a hundred years, and it's a pity not to see it. ”

Under the leadership of Meng Wentian, the students of Class 12 of the third year of high school walked out of the classroom in an orderly manner, went downstairs, and then walked to the school gate.

"Hahaha, I couldn't get through Tan Xinxin's mobile phone just now, I thought she was lying to Lao Tzu. It turns out that there are really fools in this school who take the initiative to send them to death. Meng Wentian had just walked out of the school gate, and a few guys outside were happy, especially the guy who was standing in front of him deliberately holding a cigarette obliquely and looking at Meng Wentian with contempt.

A few guys next to him also burst out laughing:

"Hahaha, I'm really laughing at me, how can the dignified county No. 1 middle school have such a stupid superlative, and one person wants to settle so many of us?"

"This guy is stupid at reading, does he think that if he can beat that bullshit Ah Hu, he can beat his brother?"

"I guess he had a different head, either he was kicked by a donkey or his brain got into the water. ”

They didn't know that Meng Wentian's head was indeed different from ordinary people now, but it was not bad but far superior to ordinary people.

Not only are these gangsters not optimistic about Meng Wentian, but even the spectators next to them are like fools, and many people have a clear ridicule on their faces. Someone was muttering: "Is he really the Meng Wentian who won the first place in the Huhai City Computer Competition, is he so stupid? They are people on the road, and they can pinch him to death if they go out alone." ”

"He must have been stimulated, who wouldn't be angry when he won the first place in college and was assigned to the garbage class?"

"But I heard that he was going by himself, and the principal let him choose whatever he wanted. …… , which shows that he has long been stupid. ”

A thug deliberately opened his jacket, wearing nothing inside, revealing his chest covered with black chest hair, walked towards Meng Wentian with a mocking smile, and asked, "Boy, you are Meng Wentian." Are you sure you want to do something to our brothers?"

Seeing that the other party only came with only eight people as he thought, Meng Wentian was relieved in his heart, he was afraid that the other party would bring a large group of gangsters desperately, and he would become a fool if he couldn't pretend to be forced. Now there are only eight of them, even if you can't easily clean them up, as long as you sneak attack one or two of them, the calculation will be firmly in your hands.

Without any apprehension, he slanted at Hong Mazi who came up, and sneered: "Look at your face with such potholes, you are Hong Mazi, right? Are you ready to be injured? Hehe, just like you are stupid to rush up with your chest exposed, you are also worthy of being a 'bald head' thug?"

Hong Mazi was furious, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, boy, you have a kind! Grandpa Hong won't beat you to death today, Lao Tzu's name is written backwards...... Ahh

Hong Mazi walked up to Meng Wentian and raised his palm, ready to pat Meng Wentian's face to show his control and contempt and humiliation for Meng Wentian. However, when his palm was still an inch away from Meng Wentian, Meng Wentian's right leg suddenly kicked violently, and his right knee hit Hong Mazi's lower abdomen fiercely.