Teacher Zhao, who teaches mathematics, looked at the ruins on the podium with a stupid expression, and said in a trembling voice: "This ...... What's going on? ”

Tang Yu suddenly understood these teachers who taught cultural classes in this school, this was not a class, but sitting in a trench to avoid shells! Tang Yu patted Teacher Zhao's shoulder comfortingly, and said, "I had a friendly meeting with my classmates just now, and it was a little messy, so you can use it today." ”

Teacher Zhao turned his head and stared at Tang Yu with his eyes, as if to say-you are lying to the fool? But, then, as if he remembered something, he looked at Tang Yu with fear in his eyes, and staggered back.

Tang Yu shook his head, it seems that this teacher Zhao, who teaches mathematics, may have been a little mentally disturbed by these bear children, and he was also afraid of himself, or it could be said that he was afraid of all the 'awakened people'.

Tang Yu glanced at the students in the classroom with serious eyes, reminded them to do a good job, and then pulled the door open and walked towards the faculty office.

As a life class teacher, he still has a place in this faculty office. However, at this point in time, it was the time of class, and the staff office was only lit with the lights on, but there was no one in the office. Tang Yu had just stepped in and sat down in his place, but saw a person suddenly emerge from the table opposite.

Tang Yu's eyes froze, and when he looked carefully, it was the teacher Cao Hongcao who came with him.

"Ah, it's Mr. Tang, I'm sorry, my pen fell under the table just now......" This Teacher Cao seems to be very shy by nature, especially in the current embarrassing situation, her face is crimson.

"Oh? Did you find it? Need my help? Tang Yu smiled kindly at her.

"Found it, found it......" Teacher Cao raised his hand, and sure enough, he was clutching a fountain pen.

Tang Yu bowed his head lightly and didn't say anything more, after all, he was a newcomer, and he was not familiar with the people and things here, and he had nothing to say in the face of this cute Cao Hong.

"Are you alright?" Tang Yu didn't speak, but Cao Hong opened his mouth first.

Tang Yu showed a puzzled look and asked, "What can I do?" ”

Cao Hong snorted: "I heard that you went to the first year of high school F class as a class teacher? ”

"Yes."

"Are you alright?"

"What the hell are you trying to say?" The black question marks on Tang Yu's face floated.

"Eh......" Cao Hong kept pulling the pen in his hand with both hands, as if he was a little entangled, and then continued after a while: "I mean, there are a few thorns in your freshman F class, the kind of ...... that is difficult to discipline."

"Oh." Tang Yu suddenly said, "It's true that there are a few thorns, but I've already given them the power to get off the horse." ”

"Wow, Mr. Tang, are you so brave? I've heard that the thorns are...... Be...... It's ......"

"The Awoken?"

"Yes, yes!" Cao Hong nodded a few times, then glanced left and right a few times, and pretended to be mysterious: "Do you know, Teacher Tang?" Actually, this school is dedicated to the ...... of those students who are awakened."

"I guessed." Tang Yu didn't know what this Cao Hong meant when she said this, so she could only follow her.

"The Awakened are terrible, oh......" Cao Hong shrank back.

"It's okay, after all, they're still human."

"But ......"

Bell bell bell!

When the class bell rang, Cao Hong shut up, hurriedly picked up a few books from the table, and then prepared to run out, and also apologized to Tang Yu: "Teacher Tang, I still have class, and I will continue to talk to you next time." ”

"Well, okay, you get busy first." Tang Yu said hello, but suddenly he remembered something, and shouted to Cao Hong, who was already half out of the door: "Teacher Cao, what are you teaching?" ”

Cao Hong stopped his steps, stretched his head back from the outside, and replied, "I teach Chinese, and I am also the head teacher of Class A in the first year of high school." ”

Suddenly, Tang Yu's pupils who heard this suddenly contracted like a wheat.

Listening to Cao Hong's footsteps in the distance, Tang Yu leaned back in his chair and said to himself: "Interesting, interesting...... Tang Yu thought that every class in this school would arrange someone like him to be the head teacher, but he never expected that there would be such a Chinese teacher like Cao Hong like an ordinary school to be the head teacher. This can only show one problem, that is, this Teacher Cao Hongcao is also an awakened person, and he is not classified as 'cannon fodder' such as 'self-cultivation'.

Thinking about what Cao Hong said just now, Tang Yu felt that there was some deep meaning in it.

……

After sitting in the faculty office for a while, Tang Yu stood up and walked towards his first-year F class again.

When I came to the door of the classroom, I could hear all kinds of noisy sounds such as vegetable markets coming from inside. Tang Yu's face darkened, and he just said it to let them concentrate on listening, why did he leave for so long, and these little guys made a fuss again? Do you really think your own words are the wind in your ears?

As the old saying goes, do what you do, love what you do. Although it seems that there is no future for this position as a teacher at the moment, it is still possible to use it to cover up his continuous improvement in cultivation. Therefore, on the surface, I still have to be a good head teacher in this life.

Tang Yu opened the classroom door.

In my eyes, Mr. Zhao, who taught mathematics on the podium, was holding chalk and writing something on the potholed blackboard, and his mouth was also telling something, but that voice...... Well, the sound is weak.

At the bottom, some students play with mobile phones, some play game consoles, some read novels, some chat, and even fight landlords...... However, these can be tolerated, but the little Taoist priest actually turned around and pinched the hand of the female classmate in the back row to show her palmistry, the little monk closed his eyes and meditated, and Ouyang Mo, who was half-dead before, moved the chair to the window, holding a cigarette in his hand, and was spitting fog into the night.

Oh, there are still normal people in the class. The twin sisters were normal, they sat in their seats in a proper manner, listened carefully to the math teacher on the podium, and even took notes from time to time.

And when Tang Yu opened the door, the whole classroom was quiet again.

Well, there are still some noises, such as a little Taoist priest who turned around and couldn't see the front.

"Sissi, let me tell you, your palmistry is really good, look at your love line, I'll tell you...... Eh, don't take it away. The little priest was savoring the silky touch on his hands, but he didn't notice that his body was covered in a shadow.

When he found that Sissi, who was facing him, was frowning at him, a drop of sweat quietly rose from the corner of his forehead.