"I'm not a time-traveler." Fang Mu had to explain, otherwise, he was really worried that these students would want him to perform a superpower on the spot.

"Huh?" The girls exclaimed.

"Teacher, then why do you have such a magical potion? Also, why can you throw Zhang Long out with one hand? A girl asked curiously.

The Zhang Long mentioned by this girl is the more sturdy student.

Fang Mu really couldn't tell these students that he had eaten the Golden Pill and had a cultivator. Otherwise, these students will have to gossip endlessly.

"I have a lot of strength because I used to exercise every day when I was in school. As for the miraculous potion I have, it is because I have studied medicine on my own before, and I made it myself. Fang Mu had to find a reason to prevaricate them.

"Wow, you're amazing, teacher." A girl said with a sparkle in her eyes.

"Teacher, you're so handsome." Another girl started to commit nymphomania.

Fang Mu was speechless again, did these students come to school?

"Teacher, do you think we can still be saved?" A girl whispered that she was the best student in the class, but she was assigned to this class for some reason.

The situation of their class is known as the most hopeless class in the school.

As long as a student enters this class, it is almost equivalent to a death sentence.

Fang Mu glanced at the girl in surprise, and then smiled, "You are all in the best years of your youth, and you are all the flowers of the future of the motherland." As long as you are willing to learn and study seriously, each of you can learn very well. ”

After a pause, Fang Mu continued, "Are you willing to learn? ”

"Yes!" Everyone replied in unison.

"Okay, then study hard." Fang Mu said.

Before he knew it, the bell had already rang, and Fang Mu loudly announced the end of class to everyone.

However, the eight students still looked at Fang Mu with respect.

In the minds of each of them, they are constantly repeating the four words of studying.

"Teacher, you're so nice, we'll listen to you in the next class." A girl said to Fang Mu and went out.

Fang Mu was fine at this time, so he went to the office he was assigned now.

But when he was halfway there, a beautiful figure suddenly stood in front of him.

"This is your first class?" Zhou Sha looked at Fang Mu with a strange expression, pointed at the students who left the class, and said.

"Yes." Fang Mu said naturally, he was very satisfied with the first class he took. The female students who were willing to stay and listen to the lectures had already established a deep friendship with him.

"But you can't just let them leave the class free?" Zhou Sha was immediately angry when she saw that Fang Mu was so calm.

Just earlier, Director Zhao of the grade department had already talked to her and asked them what was going on in their class, and why so many students were running outside when they were not in class?

This Director Zhao has been pursuing himself, and now because of this incident, Director Zhao has just found an opportunity to get close to him, which makes Zhou Sha extremely annoyed.

"I'm not as charismatic as you, and I can't attract so many students to the class, so I'll let them go." Fang Mu said very calmly.

"But, after all, they are also students of our eleventh class, what if you let them leave freely like this, what if this is passed on to the principal? Also, what will the teachers in the other class think of you? Zhou Sha said sentence by sentence, if it weren't for Fang Mu's cure of her chilblains, she would definitely not give Fang Mu a good look.

"Huh." Fang Mu smiled. Laugh at each other's big breasts.

"Do you think if I force them to stay in the classroom, they will listen to me?" Fang Mu sneered.

"But......" Zhou Sha wanted to refute, but couldn't find any reason to refute.

She knew exactly what these students were thinking, and none of them wanted to study seriously.

They all want to mix these three years, and then mix up the junior high school diploma and then go out to find a job.

"If I let them go like that, they'll be grateful to me. In that case, why don't I let them go? Fang Mu continued.

Zhou Sha was speechless, and looked at Fang Mu in a daze.

For a long time, Zhou Sha was angry, completely angry.

She saw a few girls coming out of their eleventh class, their hands smoother than the other, and each more tender than the other.

But just yesterday, their hands were still frozen red and purple.

Of course, Zhou Sha knew why these girls' hands were so smooth and tender.

Because her own hands were wiped by Fang Mu as smooth as jade, and they were extremely tender.

"Did you wipe their hands with potion?" Zhou Sha pointed to one of the girls and asked Fang Mu.

"That's right." Fang Mu replied naturally.

"How can you wipe their hands? Don't you know that there is a difference between men and women? Zhou Sha said to Fang Mu, accusing Fang Mu of being wrong.

"They're my students, why can't I wipe their hands?" Fang Mu asked rhetorically.

This kind of thing makes anyone very angry, and if they do good deeds, not only will they not be praised, but they will also be blamed by others.

What is the reason for this?

"But they're only twelve or thirteen!" Zhou Sha argued, his face turned red, he had already decided that Fang Mu was deliberately taking advantage of them.

You know, just in the morning, his little hand was still in his hand, and he touched it a few times on the pretext of rubbing the medicine.

Seeing the hands of these girls at this time, I couldn't help but think of how many times they were touched by Fang Mu?

"They are twelve or thirteen years old, but they are all my students, so why can't a teacher wipe the hands of a student? Besides, please don't insult a teacher's personality! Fang Mu was angry, very angry.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was his boss, if it wasn't for the fact that the other party was the perfect goddess he used to be, if it wasn't for the fact that he was in school at the moment, he would have to find a place to press this idiot woman to the ground and make a good circle.

Ignoring Zhou Sha's ugly face, Fang Mujing went to the office, then lay on the desk and rested for a while, waiting until the class bell rang before standing up and going to the eleventh class of junior high school.

The eight girls in the class, after seeing Fang Mu's arrival, immediately stood up and shouted to Fang Mu neatly to say hello to the teacher.

"Hello classmates." Fang Mu was very satisfied with the expressions of the eight students and asked them to sit down together.

"Teacher, tell us a story." One of the girls said.

"Yes, teacher, tell us a story, tell a romance story." Another girl added.

As early as in the last class, they had already become close to Fang Mu, and it was very natural to talk at this time.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not writing novels." Fang Mu said with a dark face.

This group of students should really spank one by one, so they don't want to study, what kind of messy romance stories do they think?

You think I'm Qiong Yao?