The little Taoist priest turned around and looked at Tang Yu, who was standing in front of his table and staring at him expressionlessly, and for a while he only felt his liver tremble, and his lips trembled: "Dao...... Old...... Old...... Mr. Tang, why are you back again? ”

Tang Yu didn't say a word, reached out and grabbed the little Taoist priest's collar, lifted him up from his seat, and then dragged him to the back of the classroom, and threw him into the corner, the meaning was obvious-you will stand here tonight for class.

The form is stronger than people, the little Taoist priest stabilized his body, stood honestly, and didn't even dare to take care of the crumpled Taoist robe on his body.

Tang Yu walked in front of Ouyang Mo again. Although when he saw Tang Yu appear again, Ouyang Mo quickly cut off the cigarette in his hand, and then shrank back into the chair, making a look of dying again. Tang Yu glanced at this student with great acting talent, and then pointed to the acupuncture point on Ouyang Mo's waist, and a violent internal qi drilled directly into Ouyang Mo's body.

Suddenly, Ouyang Mo's whole person trembled, his hands and feet began to tremble together, as if he was suffering from Parkinson's, and then he foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolled upward, and with a 'poof' sound, the whole person knelt on the ground, convulsions.

Tang Yu walked back to the front of the classroom and reached out to pick up a plastic bag from the desk of a passing student. Then they began to collect the things that made the students 'playthings' go from table to table. If you play with your mobile phone, put it in by yourself; For those who play game consoles, put them in; read novels and comics, and put them all in; Play the landlord's play, put ...... No, Teacher Tang directly pointed to the sword, and the playing cards were cut into pieces, and then the three landlords went to the back of the classroom to accompany the little Taoist.

Teacher Zhao of mathematics on the podium looked at Tang Yu's movements with a dull expression, feeling that something in his brain had collapsed......

Carrying a bag of miscellaneous things, Tang Yu said to Mr. Zhao, who was looking at him in a daze, "Hey, Mr. Zhao, you can continue to lecture." ”

“…… Okay......" Teacher Zhao, who teaches mathematics, nodded stunned.

Tang Yu pulled out a chair and sat at the back of the classroom. He knew that if he just left, then the next group of students would revert to their old ways, so he would just sit here and go to class with these cuties. In fact, Tang Yu can now cultivate anytime and anywhere, and he has long reached the level of not being affected by external objects.

On the podium, Mr. Zhao, who teaches mathematics, continued to talk about the problem, but his voice was still quiet.

"Teacher Zhao, can you be louder? I don't think the students in the back may be able to hear clearly. Tang Yu shouted to Teacher Zhao, who taught mathematics.

"Oh, what a ......"

"Can it be any bigger?"

"Okay."

"Bigger!"

"Good!"

……

The pleasant evening self-study finally got through, and the students who turned their backs to the pair of tiger-eyed eyes behind them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Yu stood up, clapped his hands, attracted the attention of the students, and said, "Students, form a queue, and go back to the dormitory with the teacher." ”

The students, who had just relaxed, suddenly became nervous again. What does it mean to follow the teacher back to the dormitory? I finally looked forward to the end of the evening self-study, and everyone was looking forward to this little free time to engage in their own incidents, and now they are actually forced to go back to the dormitory? This, this, this...... Does this still make people live?

In the corridor outside the classroom, there was already the sound of other classes leaving class, they were calling friends, they were slapping football and basketballs, they were ...... They are infinitely attracting the caged birds of the F class of the first year of high school.

Like ordinary middle schools, the evening self-study at 901 High School ends at about half past nine. For students living on campus, it is absolutely free to go to bed at this point in time. You can go to the school cafeteria for a meal, play a game of ball on the playground, or even find a secluded spot in the night. Tang Yu naturally went to middle school, so he must know these twists and turns.

And today, in order to leave a 'deep' impression on these cuties and let them remember their eyes staring at them all the time, Tang Yu mercilessly deprived the cuties of their free time.

Outside the No. 1 teaching building, there was a scene today that shocked the teachers and students who came and went - that is, the top three F-classes of the school's top three most difficult to be controlled actually lined up in a row, walking towards the dormitory area with neat steps.

And when they saw Ouyang Mo, who was walking at the end, supported by a little Taoist monk and a little monk, with a serious illness on his face, someone exclaimed. How did this "school bully"-level existence become like this?

Many culture teachers even burst into tears, because they remembered the days when they were once dominated by this 'school bully', and now, it seems, the sky is finally dawning! Coincidentally, they cast a grateful and admiring look at the head teacher who led the team at the forefront, and heard that it was the new life class teacher of the F class of the first year of high school.

When they came to the dormitory, the students were like pigs being driven back to the pen, the boys entered the men's dormitory, and the girls entered the women's dormitory, and Mr. Tang stood on the way out of the two dormitories, staring at their backs with sharp eyes, and would never let these little piglets step out of the pigsty again.

The dormitory conditions of 901 High School are still very good, referring to the model of those good universities, four people sleep in a room, in the room, it is the upper and lower bunks, sleeping people, writing homework below, etc., the room has air conditioning, there is a network cable, and each room has a separate bathroom.

In the No. 1 boys' dormitory building, in a room with house number 201, the sound of a hair dryer came from the bathroom, indicating that someone inside was finishing bathing and was blowing his hair. Well, boys blow their hair, and it is already the norm in the current society.

After a while, the sound of the hair dryer finally stopped, and the door of the bathroom was opened from the inside out, and then the little Taoist priest swaggered out, and said to himself as he walked: "Hey, monk, you said that the new head teacher is sick, right?" What is the reason for that wide tube? Isn't it good for everyone to turn a blind eye? It's a pity that the last head teacher, who was obviously a good person, was so angry with Ouyang Mo that he resigned, and as a result, such a sick one came. Originally, I agreed with Sissi tonight to go to the grove to enjoy ......."

The little priest's words came to an abrupt halt as he saw a man sitting in his place, flipping through the Daoji that he had placed on it. Moreover, the man still has hair.