The class bell rang, and the playful students restrained their smiles and returned to their seats.

In history class, the teacher's mood didn't seem to be very good today, and his face was black.

The history teacher is an old man, and it is said that he still has a very high status in the academic world, but the teachers who can teach in Nanhua really can't get in without a little status, and they are all old qualifications, so at a glance, the teachers in Nanhua are all older, but all of them have great backgrounds and outstanding achievements.

The old man is not tall, estimated to be about 165, in fact, his real age should not be very big, but he is too smart like a math teacher, so he loses.

If you say that the math teacher's hairstyle is Mediterranean, there is a road around it, and the middle is bare.

The history teacher's head is a few straws floating on the Mediterranean, a few strands of hair floating abruptly on the top of the head, three or seven points, slender hair floating from the left half of the head, lying on the scalp softly, and the top of the head can be vaguely seen.

Every time Xuanmu saw it, he couldn't help but want to pull out his precious strands of hair, it was too sparse, it was better to simply be bald like a math teacher, he was always itchy in his heart, and he was very unhappy.

"Bang!" The little old man slammed the history workbook on the lectern and made a loud noise, his face was extremely ugly, as if he had forbearance before the storm, the air pressure was very low, and the whole class was surprisingly quiet.

The classmates looked at each other and thought to themselves, yo! I didn't expect the little old man to still have a fiery temper, who has such a great ability to make the little old man who usually tells them historical stories happily like this.

"Lu Yunhai" He was almost gritting his teeth and saying these words, and two terrifying cold lights burst out under his heavy eyes, both saying that those who are usually honest don't lose their temper, and once they lose their temper, it will be difficult for ordinary people to resist, and it is true.

It's just that everyone didn't expect that the name that the little old man called out viciously turned out to be Lu Yunhai? You heard that right! South China School Grass Land Sea of Clouds?

Yun Hai was really startled, wondering if this old man had the wrong name, generally this kind of vicious look and tone has always been aimed at Xuan Mu beside him, he has always been the most favored disciple of the teachers, when has he been treated like this.

He stood up in some astonishment, completely unable to understand where he had offended this little old man who was about to be blown up, thinking that this old man would not be old and dizzy or demented in advance!

"You...... You get me out! The little old man was not light-hearted, and his voice was a little stumbling.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, since there was no reason to let Lu Yunhai go out to punish the station, what did this Lu Yunhai do wrong?

The sea of clouds is even more dazed, some of them haven't eased up, this is simply a bolt from the blue!

"Get out! Get me out now! Seeing that Yunhai didn't move for a long time, the little old man became angry and said sharply.

The sea of clouds is really more wronged than Dou E! I thought, you have to let me die, don't you?

It's just that he never dared to say this now, for fear that the little old man would not come up and fall to the ground in one breath, and he would not be able to afford the crime.

There was no way, although he was wronged, he could only leave the classroom first, and wait until his old man's anger was calmed down.

So under the "attention" of the whole class, he left the classroom very wolflessly, standing in the corridor at the back door, it was really humiliating, and suddenly remembered the scene of Xuanmu being kicked out of the classroom by the teacher every time, he should have been in this mood at that time!

After thinking about it again, he shook his head, that kid is too thick-skinned, and it is estimated that he has cultivated to be strong, invincible to all poisons, and invulnerable.

The little old man was still relatively professional, calmed down his anger, asked Yanran to send the history homework, and then began to explain the homework topics.

Halfway through the conversation, there was a sudden burst of wild laughter from the back row, and I saw Xuanmu lying on the table laughing, leaning forward and backwards, looking particularly dazzling in the eyes of the little old man, it was simply too arrogant.

"Nangong Xuanmu!" The little old man shouted.

I don't know what I saw, Xuanmu smiled unbearably, until he reacted to the fact that things were getting bigger, so he reluctantly endured it, covering the rising smile with his hand.

"Get me out!" The little old man was completely enraged this time, and shouted at the top of his voice, with a terrifying momentum.

Nangong Xuanmu can be said to be familiar with the way, and he consciously walked out of the back door and stood next to the sea of clouds.

In order to prevent the students who are punished from being mischievous and inattentive, the smart teacher has invented a new method of rectifying people, which is to let them carry a book on their heads.

Then I saw two tall and thin boys with beautiful faces standing in the corridor with history books on their heads, muttering something quietly.

"It's okay to laugh at a fart, it scared me, I thought you were crazy." Yun Hai glanced at Xuanmu and said.

"Poof!" Xuanmu deliberately held back his smile, looking at the stupid appearance of Yunhai holding the history book, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hand for a while.

"Stop laughing! The little old man is so angry that he is about to turn his back on it, and he doesn't know how to torture us later! Yunhai's expression was solemn, and he wondered why this guy was still so lax.

"The point is that I don't even think about it, where did I offend him?" Yun Hai saw that the little old man turned around and recited the book, so he muttered in distress.

"Hahaha......" finally couldn't help it, and a burst of laughter came from the hallway.

The air pressure in the classroom instantly decreased, it was extremely cold, and it entered the winter in advance, only to see the little old man's body stiff, his face gloomy, and he walked out of the front door of the classroom, with a pair of eyes slightly squinted, revealing the cold light, as if he had endured to the limit.

"What are you laughing at? Sue me, what are you laughing at? The little old man stood in front of them with a head shorter, but his momentum did not decrease but increased.

"Nope! …… It's nothing! Xuanmu finally realized that he was provoking the fire, and immediately restrained his smile and looked solemn.

The sharp-eyed little old man found that Xuan Mu was carrying Lu Yunhai's history homework book on his head, his face darkened, and he was furious.

"You're laughing at this, aren't you? Think it's funny? The little old man said, his voice was not loud, but it made people feel cold down his spine.

It's so good to die, why did he take this book? Xuan Mu secretly regretted it in his heart.

"I'm sorry! Teacher, I was wrong! I shouldn't laugh! "Those who know the times are Junjie, and the long-term experience of punishment stations has made Xuanmu know how to meet the teacher.

The little old man wanted to take down the history homework book from the top of Xuan Mu's head, but was reflexively grabbed by Xuan Mu and raised it in his hand, the little old man was not tall, so he saw a little old man jumping in front of Xuan Mu with Mediterranean-like hair, trying to snatch the homework book from the boy's hand, and the scene was quite joyful.

"Give it to me!" Helplessly, the little old man couldn't grab it, so he could only pretend to be the division commander and shouted, his eyes were sharp, because of the scramble just now, the few strands of thin hair on the top of his head were a little messy and fell, so he saw that the few strands of hair were quite long, and the little old man flicked it with his hand, and firmly attached it to the top of his head.

"Teacher, the inner ...... Don't be angry, it's hurtful. Xuan Mu hurriedly said, he really didn't mean to earn with the little old man, but he really didn't want the content to be exposed in front of everyone, but think about it, maybe he was not the only one who didn't want to be seen by everyone.

I saw the little old man snatch the history homework book in Xuanmu's hand, tear off a piece of paper from it, and then threw it to the ground, shouting loudly: "Lu Yunhai, Nangong Xuanmu, you two will run 10 laps in the playground for me, don't come back if you don't finish running." ”