Chapter 416: Not My Race
After the National Day, there is a monthly exam of the nature of grades, and the third year of high school is over, and the holiday is naturally shortened. Originally, the school was going to arrange it this way, but an anonymous student called the Education Bureau to report it.
So, the holiday goes on as usual, seven days.
So before the National Day, the last class of 'Teacher Yan', who was a campus celebrity Internet celebrity, was crowded with all kinds of gods, demons and monsters.
Not an exaggeration at all.
Except for the teachers who have listened to the previous classes, this time they are all new faces. From afar, there were a few non-ours in the crowd.
โฮต๏ผฮต๏ผฮต๏ผ(#>ะด<)?๏ผ Call crazy for me Lord Yan! โ
"Red, Hong'er~ Quick, give me a place! I want the best observation deck. โ
"There is no observation deck, do you want the floor that human stinky feet are stepping on?"
"Ah, hurry up and squat down, but there is still nowhere to stand."
A new ghost was lying on the windowsill, pointing to a long-haired girl sitting in the middle of the classroom and asking, "There is such a big empty seat next to that girl, why haven't there been ghosts?" โ
Then Qi brushed a dozen disdainful glances and swept over.
New Ghost: ?
A well-wisher explained, "Tsk, you're not stupid. That beautiful girl is Lord Yan's girlfriend, and she is afraid of ghosts. Lord Yan has given a death order, and no one can get close. โ
"What if I had been in the past?" The new ghost blinked and asked curiously.
"Huh." The ghost sneered, "At least, it's gone." Don't talk about Lord Yan, this girl is Lord Yan's guest, and she is not afraid of dying again, go ahead. โ
The little ghosts who were listening silently shook their heads and took two steps back.
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The boy stood on the podium, flipping through the lesson plan, but closed it again in a few seconds.
The gaze fell lukewarmly on the faces of everyone in the audience, "In the monthly exam seven days later, in order to get rid of the bottom-to-bottom ranking of Class 18, I decided to teach you some useful answering skills." โ
"Great!"
"Brother Yan, you are simply a savior~"
The teachers in the back row looked approving, and their good feelings for Yan Chiyu immediately rose.
However, in the next second, I heard the young man add slowly: "This is Teacher Tao's expectation for you, Teacher Tao treats us so well, we can't live up to him." โ
Tao Xinhua, who was far away in the teacher's office, sneezed loudly, and muttered: Who is thinking about me, a bad old man?
Speaking of old pottery and office. It is worth mentioning that Mr. Yu Huicheng, who was dismissive of transfer students last semester, also sat in the back, although he tried his best to maintain the smile on his face, but everyone could see the regret in his heart. If you can bring such an excellent student as Yan Chiyu, not only will she look good on the surface, but her salary will also rise.
Therefore, every time he sees Lao Tao's face full of spring breeze in the office, he is very uncomfortable...... Shiitake mushrooms are uncomfortable.
Above the back door, a small white foot dangled. The hem of the white miserable clothes fell, and the camera went up, it was the smiling Bai Impermanence. Bai Wuchang clasped his hands on his chest, stared at the young man in front of the podium with great interest, listened to his unhurriedness, listened to his eloquent talk, and finally believed that the biography of Difu was not all rumors and fabrications.
Beside him, there was a black impermanence floating in mid-air. He still had a cold face, expressionless and unwarm.
In the words of Bai Wuchang, the state of black impermanence is clearly that others owe him 10 yuan and do not pay it back for 500 years.
"Lao Hei, why did you say that Lord Yan Jun asked us to deliver the letter, it would be good to let ordinary ghosts send it. Ah, I'm actually very happy to be here, but I'm curious. Bai Wuchang said with a ghost sense that only the two of them could hear.
Hei Wuchang leaned against the wall, his right leg under the black robe slightly bent.
After a while, he said lightly: "Pay attention." โ