Wang Xuanshu looked at the five finger prints on his shoulder.

frowned, smiled bitterly and said, "Look at what you said, what can I do!" I just thought—"

"Wait!" Yue Shaoan raised his hand and said, "Say in advance, don't look for me to borrow money!" ”

"Ahh How a mouth is money, cheesy! Originally, I wanted to borrow some money, but I couldn't say anything anymore when I was blocked back, so I changed my words: "Mr. Yue is too careful, I'm curious about what those things you got yesterday afternoon, what they are for!" Can you tell us about it in advance? ”

"Well, this—secret! Hehe" Yue Shaoan looked at Wang Xuanshu with a look of disappointment, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't pretend, you kid, there are two big words written on your face, can't I see it?" ”

"What word?" Wang Xuanshu said strangely. Subconsciously touched his face.

"What word? Of course, it's borrowing money-" Yue Shaoan snorted and said, "Say, how much?" ”

"Huh?" Wang Xuanshu looked at Mr. Yue gratefully: "You are really the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering!" As he spoke, the tears were about to fall, and a face full of sincerity leaned over.

"Go!" Yue Shaoan pushed him away: "Don't talk about uselessness, don't say it, don't say I'm leaving-" As he spoke, he was about to stand up.!

"Hey-don't-don't! I say, I say! Seeing that Mr. Yue was leaving, Wang Xuanshu suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly stretched out a finger and said, "This number!" ”

"Damn!" Yue Shaoan slapped Wang Xuanshu's head and scolded: "Don't give me the middle finger at Lao Tzu, okay?" Exactly how much, make it clear! ”

Wang Xuanshu had already learned his methods in the school yesterday, and he roughly understood his temper, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand and said: "Ten taels, a relative of mine just came to Hangzhou a few days ago, but someone else deceived him, and now he doesn't even have the money to go home, and he is about to go hungry, so he asked me to borrow money, and it just so happened that I didn't have a tight hand recently, so just-"

"Okay, it's still over, take it-" Yue Shaoan threw out a piece of silver and said, "I won't calculate interest with you, and when the time comes, just pay back twelve." How? No? ”

"Yes! Want! Wang Xuanshu hurriedly took it: "Who said not to!" "But I scolded in my heart, profiteers!

Yue Shao'an simply ate a few bites, and gave the rest of his brain to Wang Xuanshu and said: "Seeing that you are in a hurry, I don't need you to accompany me today, I will go to the school by myself, you are busy with your business, you can take these to eat!" ”

Wang Xuanshu took it, thanked him, and left in a hurry.

Looking at his back, Yue Shaoan smiled, turned around and walked towards the school.

The wind blows kindly the willows, the shadow butterflies lightly sprinkle the flowers, the scenery is still fresh and natural, spotless, and the mood is a little more comfortable in it.

The lake is full of color, and the breath of the south of the Yangtze River makes Yue Shao'an, who was born in the north, always full of freshness, and above the school, today he has changed an old man, not talking about the Analects, but the Book of Poetry. However, the action posture is still the same, shaking his head and saying loudly:

"Guan Guan Ju Dove,

On the river island.

My Fair Lady,

Hello gentleman! ”

Yue Shaoan saw it in his eyes, frowned, and was really puzzled in his heart, what happened to these old men? It's not that you have cervical spondylosis, why do you have to shake your head to read the text, it must be a rusty bean in your head, and you need to shake your head to be able to move. He glanced at the old man with disdain.

Then look at the top of the school, their own students. Yue Shaoan was very satisfied, but fortunately, my students were still quite competitive, and they still disdained these old scholars, and fell asleep with Hemeimei.

Yue Shaoan nodded and suddenly came to his senses.

――Sleep? These guys, damn it, treat Lao Tzu's words as a fart, yesterday they were bitter, soft and hard, but today they still ignore it and sleep with their heads in it. Yue Shao'an pounded his chest angrily, grinned his teeth, and vented his anger, but he also figured out the key to this.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, these students have long developed such a habit, how can he completely change in just a few words, if you want to transform them, you have to work hard, imperceptibly.

Yue Shao'an pinched his chin and thought about it, but a thick and fat woman above the school looked at the roof with her eyes and smirked.

Mr. Yue said that there would be a surprise for me today, and I don't know what it is, is it to send flowers? Embrace? Still, by the way, my fair lady, good gentleman! Isn't Mr. Yue going to confess his palpitations to me? "Ahh Long Xiaofeng fantasized, couldn't help covering her face with her hands, and screamed, and suddenly dozens of pairs of eyes focused on her body at the same time.

Everyone was shocked one by one, and those who were not asleep looked at them at the same time, and even those who were asleep were quickly woken up, this ancient spectacle should not be missed.

On the desk, the old man who shook his head and read the scriptures of poetry blew his beard and stared at his eyes, his old face changed and changed, but he couldn't have a seizure, obviously he must have suffered a loss here in this gang of bad guys before.

A student pushed his companion who was still sleeping next to him and said, "Look, the little dragon girl is a nymphomaniac!" ”

"Uh-" The other person turned his head and looked at Long Xiaofeng's appearance, he was completely sleepy for a moment, his head was covered with a layer of cold sweat, and he stuck out his tongue and said, "No, I can't stand it, and I don't know who has such a beautiful blessing!" As he spoke, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

Twitter, noisy, the whole school exploded because of this sentence. The old gentleman on the stage couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled violently: "-- Vertical - - children - you - you can't be taught!" When this voice came out, his face was flushed, and his beard was blown by the air that came out of his mouth. On weekdays, the old man who was plain and didn't care about mundane things suddenly became angry, but he was also quite majestic.

The students were startled by the sudden roar, and they were all stunned, and their eyes focused on the "little dragon girl" turned at the same time, and the old gentleman with a face as black and red as pig's liver.

I was speechless for a long time, and I don't know who snorted lightly: "Cut~!" I used this trick a few years ago, and now it's really old-fashioned! Then the laughter rang out again. No matter how the old master blew his beard and stared, it didn't make any difference.

Yue Shaoan looked at the scene in front of him, and he also had a headache, it seemed that he was lucky yesterday, and he stunned them by mistake, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with such a scene in front of him.

Looking at the old man's old face distorted by anger, anger, and helplessness, he glanced at it sympathetically and strode towards the school.

"You little guys, how can you bully the old gentleman like this?" Yue Shaoan said and walked in.

The noise suddenly became much quieter, the old man turned his head, looked him up and down, how did he look like a student, and asked with a calm face, "Who are you?" Which school, how did you come here? ”

"I'm the homeroom teacher here!" Yue Shao'an grinned and said, "I just came yesterday, so the old gentleman doesn't know, and it's not strange!" ”

"Head teacher?" The old man was puzzled for a moment and said, "What is the head teacher?" ”

"The head teacher is the gentleman who manages their life and study, not a thing!" Yue Shaoan explained.

The old man glanced at him contemptuously, a stinky boy who dared to claim that he was a gentleman, raised his eyelids and said, "Oh, it turned out to be not a thing!" The contempt in the words is overflowing.

The students burst into laughter, and yesterday they saw Mr. Yue in high spirits, and it seemed that no one could cure him, but they didn't expect that this old sour Confucian would be cured. They all gloated.

Damn, this old man is really not on the road, Lao Tzu kindly came to help him out of the siege, he is good, Cheng Xin and Lao Tzu raised the bar. I was annoyed in my heart, but I said with a smile on my face: "You are right, the head teacher really can't be regarded as a thing, a well-educated person like you who is respected and has both conduct can be regarded as a thing!" ”

The old man listened to the "bang" of his sycophants, and just showed a smile, but he was blocked by his last sentence. His face changed suddenly: "You, you-" Like eating a fly, he dared to open his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.