On the morning of the third day, after a theoretical class, Zhang Fan continued to leave the college with the students.

Today he plans to challenge the students in three games.

At the same time, Yu Deliang had just finished his first theory class and was resting.

He secretly thought, Zhang Fan, this kid didn't know how to do it, and the students were all so powerful.

It seems that in the assessment of freshmen after three months, if you go to the scum class again, you can't talk about the same level to the same level.

When the time comes, the seven students with the highest level and the most powerful in the class will be directly sent to see how arrogant their scum class is.

Just as he was thinking about this, a student walked into the classroom.

"Teacher, I saw that the scum class left the academy just now."

Yu Deliang was slightly stunned: "Left again?" What did they do when they left the Academy? ”

"I don't know very well, but I saw a message on the Internet that some colleges actually let students go to the gladiatorial arena to participate in gladiatorial fights, and even challenged two times a day. And when I see the students in the picture, they seem to be a bit like the scum class. ”

Yu Deliang listened, and his heart lit up.

"Get me the news!"

The student nodded, and immediately flipped up the multi-function watch.

More than five minutes later, I finally found the message.

Yu Deliang looked at the news carefully for a moment, and when he saw one of the students in the picture, his face immediately turned happy.

Because the person who took the picture was far away, he couldn't recognize the other students.

But he recognized this student at a glance, Zhuge Liang!

Only Zhuge Liang will have such a proud standing posture.

"Great!"

Yu Deliang's fists clenched slightly, and said: "Bangs, you don't have to go to class for these two days, work hard, go to the Colosseum, take pictures of the videos of the students of the scum class participating in the gladiatorial fight, and I will report the money to you." The last time the scum class made our rocket class lose face in front of so many people, this time, we must get it back! ”

"Yes!"

The student named Bang Hai was also full of excitement and hurriedly turned around and left.

Yu Deliang secretly sneered in his heart.

Zhang Fan, as a teacher, actually took his students to challenge the gladiatorial arena.

This is expressly prohibited by the Ministry of Education.

As long as you gather enough evidence, I'll see how you die!

Zhang Fan naturally didn't know that Yu Deliang planned to calculate himself behind his back.

Today, the Colosseum is indeed full of pits and drums, and the seats are full.

When I heard that students from several faculties were going to challenge three times a day, all the audience was enthusiastic.

Congratulations to the supervisor for seeing that the business is so good, and naturally he is also full of smiles.

Except for Zhang Fan's more than 20 challenges in an hour, there has never been such a time when there will be so many audiences.

Of course, there are also those in the audience who have bad intentions and plan to take pictures of the students challenging the Colosseum and post them online.

As a teacher, I let students take such risks.

If this matter is publicized on the Internet, this teacher will be unlucky.

Not only unlucky, but unlucky.

Around 3 p.m., all the students completed three challenges.

They all look a little tired.

Zhang Fan planned to take them out of the Colosseum directly, but was stopped by congratulations.

"Second brother, take your students to the finance department and settle the accounts for the past two days."

Zhang Fan was stunned: "Checkout? What to settle the bill? ”

Congratulations: "The Colosseum has a rule, as long as you participate in the fight, you can get 2,000 yuan for every win." ”

Zhang Fan smiled and waved his hand: "Brother Zhu said it was funny, we agreed at the beginning, I brought the students here just for experience, not to make money." ”

Congratulations said: "These classmates have worked hard, and it is because of them that our Colosseum has been extremely hot in the past two days, and if I don't pay you some money, I can't help it." Well, I'll pay you 4,000 per game. ”

Zhang Fan was no longer polite: "Okay, I think these guys are also short of money." ”

Soon, he took these students to the finance department.

The students won a total of 36 games in the past three days, 4,000 per game, which should be 144,000.

After Zhang Fan received the money, he directly called the students over and distributed the money to them.

The four famous young men quit on the spot: "Old class, the reason why we can make today's progress is all your credit, and the money should belong to you." ”

Zhuge Liang and Wang Dong also nodded in agreement.

Zhang Fan snorted disdainfully: "Cut, just these hundreds of thousands, it can't get into my eyes." You have also worked hard these days, so I will buy some supplements with this money, which should be a reward for you. ”

Seeing Zhang Fan's insistence, the four famous young men and Zhuge Liang could only accept the money.

They all expressed their gratitude to Zhang Fan.

Especially Wang Dong, after receiving the money, looked at the balance of 24,000 yuan in his multi-functional watch, and his eyes were already moist.

The other five families are all very well-off, and basically have no concept of money.

I don't care much about the more than 20,000 yuan.

But his family is poor, and his aunt and uncle rely on planting Tibetan blueflowers, and if the cost and labor are removed in a month, they will earn about 5,000.

That's just enough for their family to spend a month.

Now the teacher took him to the Colosseum, and it only took three days to earn 24,000, which is almost equivalent to the money earned by his aunt and uncle in five months.

"Teacher ......"

Wang Dong didn't know what to say because he was grateful.

Zhang Fan waved his hand, looking impatient: "What kind of teacher?" Take the money and get out, I still have some business, so I won't go back to the academy with you. ”

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked towards the street on the left.

The students also turned away.

Only Wang Dong, looking at Zhang Fan's back, secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Teacher, when I succeed in my studies in the future, I will definitely repay you for your kindness!

……

Let's say that Zhang Fan hung his head and walked towards the sundries market.

In fact, there was a pain in my heart.

That's more than 140,000, just give it to this group of guys, it really hurts.

But no matter how you say it, I'm a teacher, and if I take students' money, I'll fuck up.

The words that are distributed to the students will make them appreciate it and make them work harder.

comforting himself like this, Zhang Fan felt much better.

Before you know it, you've come to the sundries market.

I bought a level 7 blood core here last time, so I want to try my luck again this time.

Although there is no money for the time being, if there is a level 7 blood core, it is a big deal to pull down the old face and borrow a little from the congratulations.

I believe that in the capacity of congratulations, it is still very easy to lend more than 100,000 yuan.

But after a few hours, he could only come out of the sundries market with a disappointed face.

Level 7 blood cores are a rarity, and the last time I could buy them was luck.

Not so lucky this time.

It was getting late.

He shook his head as he walked in the direction of the academy.

But as he approached the alley, he frowned.

Someone is following!