Zhou Sha is wearing a black hooded down jacket today, with a newly bought black scarf around her neck, and a pair of light blue jeans on her legs, tightly wrapping her plump buttocks.

Zhou Sha is tall, taller than ordinary women, with slender and powerful thighs.

In middle school, Zhou Sha conquered the hearts of many boys with these slender and powerful thighs.

At this time, Zhou Sha looked at the turquoise liquid in the glass bottle in Fang Mu's hand, and his eyes were full of hope.

"I'm sorry." Fang Mu said apologetically.

The bottle of liquid medicine in his hand had other uses and could not be given to Zhou Sha.

"Okay." Zhou Sha's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

Indeed, she had nothing to do with Fang Mu, and there was no reason for people to give her such an important thing.

But for the bottle of liquid medicine in Fang Mu's hand, she really wanted to get it.

A woman loves beauty, and she doesn't want to see her hands covered with chilblains anymore.

"I'll wipe your other hand for you too." Seeing Zhou Sha's thoughts, Fang Mu said calmly.

"Let me do it myself." Zhou Sha said slightly embarrassed.

At this time, she was in the school, and if Fang Mu was seen helping her wipe her hands, then gossip and rumors about her and Fang Mu would fly all over the sky.

Fang Mu didn't want to, why should I give you my medicinal liquid, I don't even have a chance to wipe my hands?

"I'll wipe it for you." Fang Mu said strongly.

"But ......" Zhou Sha hesitated a little.

"It's nothing." Fang Mu didn't say more, poured out a little liquid medicine from the glass bottle and smeared it on his hand, then picked up Zhou Sha's other small hand and wiped the liquid medicine for her.

Zhou Sha's little hands were very cold, and when Fang Mu was wiping the liquid medicine on Zhou Sha's little hands, he couldn't feel a little temperature on her little hands.

Soon, Fang Mu wiped Zhou Sha's other little hand as well.

Then, Zhou Sha's other little hand instantly became smooth as jade, and it was extremely tender.

"Thank you." Zhou Sha thanked him from the bottom of his heart and wanted to withdraw his little hand.

"Wear a pair of gloves in the future." Fang Mu looked at the white little hand he was holding in his hand, and touched it with his palm.

Seeing Fang Mu holding his little hand, Zhou Sha's cheeks became extremely red again, and now it was different from before.

In the previous time, she didn't know Fang Mu's purpose, and she could still scold him a few words.

Now that people have cured the frostbite on her hands, if she scolds Fang Mu again, it will seem a little ungrateful.

Fang Mu accepted it when he saw it.

After touching Zhou Sha's little hand twice, he put it down and began to ask some questions about the class.

The class Fang Mu was going to teach was the eleventh class of the first grade of junior high school, and before Fang Mu came here, this class had already been driven out by the students seven or eight teachers.

If Zhou Sha hadn't been for her beauty, I'm afraid she would have been driven away by this group of students.

"So strict?" Fang Mu was taken aback, this was far more complicated than he imagined.

"Huh." Zhou Sha saw Fang Mu's demeanor, and immediately chuckled, which could be regarded as revenge for Fang Mu's touching of her little hand just now.

"It's stricter than you think." Zhou Sha said with a smile, "Before you came here, the math teacher in our class was a student who had nightmares for more than ten days in a row, and until now, that math teacher didn't dare to step into our class for half a step. ”

Fang Mu's brows furrowed slightly, it seemed that if he wanted to subdue this group of students, he had to quickly learn from his young master.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhou Sha prepared some textbooks and other teaching things for Fang Mu. And told Sù Fangmu that the second class was his Chinese class.

When Fang Mu came to the eleventh class of the first grade of junior high school, all the classmates looked at him with strange eyes.

Can someone so young teach?

"Hello classmates." Fang Mu said to the class.

He remembered that when he was in school before, the students would first shout hello to the teacher, and then the teacher would shout hello to the classmates.

However, it seems that none of the students today regard him as a teacher.

"Who are you?" A tall male student leaned on the desk, crossed Erlang's legs, and said.

His name is Wang Hu, and he is the most powerful student in this class, and in normal times, he always leads other students in the class to fight with students in other classes.

"You teachers." Fang Mu glared at the student, who didn't have the slightest respect for the teacher.

"Haha." Just after Fang Mu finished speaking, the entire class of students laughed.

Fang Mu didn't smile, his face was as black as charcoal, such a group of students, which teacher could teach them?

"Teacher, are you kidding me?" A fatter student said.

His name is Wang Fugui, and he is the most talkative one in the class, and his connections are very good.

Fang Mu walked up to him with a cold face, and instantly lifted the fatter student to his feet.

"Do you think I'm kidding you?" Fang Mu asked with a cold face.

"What qualifications do you have to teach us? Little white face! The fat student retorted.

Fang Mu was angry, his face turned white, is this also wrong?

Besides, who decrees that people with white faces can't teach?

However, in order to establish his prestige, Fang Mu no longer showed mercy.

"If any of you don't want to attend the class, fuck me off." Fang Mu said to the whole class.

"It's you who get out." One of the more sturdy students said.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Fang Mu raised a hand and threw the sturdy student out of the classroom through the window.

Because Fang Mu had eaten the Golden Pill of Death, the strength of his body was no longer comparable to ordinary people.

Therefore, he threw the good-looking student out very lightly.

The whole class looked at Fang Mu in surprise, they had never heard the teacher throw a student out of the classroom.

"I'll say one more thing. If you don't want to listen to the class, get out of here, or don't blame me. Fang Mu said to the students.

"I'll go." Wang Hu said.

Fang Mu nodded and allowed him to leave.

"I'll go too." Wang Fugui said.

Fang Mu also allowed him to leave.

With the two of them taking the lead and leaving, there were only eight girls left in the class of fifty-two students.

Fang Mu saw that there was no intention for the students to continue to leave, so he immediately stood in front of the podium.

"It's time for class." Fang Mu said to the remaining eight girls.

These students are some of them who really want to learn.

When they heard Fang Mu's words, they immediately stood up and called out to the teacher.

Fang Mu was very satisfied with the attitude of these people, this was like a student.

Opening the textbook, Fang Mu was just about to give a lecture to these students, when he glanced at it, he suddenly found that most of the students' hands were frozen blue and purple.

"Teacher, it's really cold this year." A beautiful girl in the first row said while opening a book and rubbing her hands constantly.

"Give me your hand." Fang Mu said to the beautiful girl.

The girl was surprised, but did so.

Fang Mu took out the medicinal liquid on his body and began to carefully wipe the girl's hands.

Fang Mu knew that only by healing the girl's hand could she concentrate on listening to the class.

At the same time, I can also love him as a teacher from the bottom of my heart.

With Fang Mu's wiping, the girl's hands quickly became smooth as jade, even smoother and more beautiful than before.

"Oh my God." When the girl saw her hands that were as smooth as jade, she immediately exclaimed, she didn't expect such a miraculous thing to happen.

"Teacher, I want it too." A girl next to her saw that her tablemate's hand was instantly healed, and immediately asked Fang Mu.

Fang Mu didn't hesitate to wipe the girl's hand, and then the girl's hand also became smooth as jade.

"Oh my God." Some people exclaimed, and then asked Fang Mu to wipe their hands regardless of whether they had chilblains on their hands.

This class was basically spent in Fang Mu's hand rubbing.

By the time all eight students in the class had wiped their hands, it was almost time for class to end.

Seeing that it was impossible to continue the class, Fang Mu decided to interact with these students.

"Teacher, did you cross over?" A beautiful schoolgirl asked, lying on the table and blinking her big pretty eyes.

She had seen Fang Mu throw the tough students out of the classroom with just one hand, and the magical potion that Fang Mu wiped them on, which naturally reminded her of some of the time-travelers in novels.

"Teacher, you must have crossed over. I've read a lot of time-traveling novels where their protagonists have such superpowers. ”

"Yes, yes, I've seen the strongest abandoned young, and the school flower master, in these books, every protagonist has superpowers."

Fang Mu was speechless, these students' imaginations were too rich.