Due to Yun Feng's malice, the students in Class Z are now scared when they see the ceiling fan, especially the students sitting under the ceiling fan, even if they don't open the ceiling fan, they are so frightened that they keep burping and trembling.

This time it wasn't they who deliberately found fault.

I'm really scared!!

The teacher in the afternoon really couldn't manage their discipline, so he went out to make a phone call.

According to Zhou Zhilei's previous experience.

This call was definitely made to Yun Feng.

After all, the other party is the current homeroom teacher of his class, and he is also the best candidate for the teachers to make a small report.

Former homeroom teacher.

Zhou Zhilei is not afraid.

It's just Yunfeng......

Thinking of that weird feeling, Zhou Zhilei subconsciously shivered, and almost couldn't help but make a noise to quiet the classmates.

But in the end, I held back.

Zhou Zhilei originally thought that what awaited them the next day might be a more terrible fate.

But I never expected it.

Today the ceiling fans were all removed.

Also changed to an air conditioner?

"How good is the school?" The other students also looked at each other, their eyes full of disbelief.

"Everybody is using ceiling fans, and you can't just give us the privilege of using air conditioning."

"Yes, and our reputation in the school...... This kind of good thing, how can it not be our turn. ”

"What are you afraid of, everyone has sent it over and pressed it, no need to use it in vain." A classmate said that he was going to turn on the air conditioner, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was stopped by Zhou Zhilei.

"Beware of deception!"

Zhou Zhilei's voice was like thunder on the ground, and he suddenly lifted the new students up.

"What's the trick here?" There are also students who are puzzled.

"Just be careful."

Thereupon.

All morning, without a ceiling fan, they didn't dare to turn on the air conditioner, and the students were sweating profusely.

The teacher is also hot.

What's more, he's still standing.

So the teacher wanted to turn on the air conditioner.

As a result, when my hand was about to press the switch, I suddenly remembered something and retracted it.

No way.

I can't press it.

This must be the ghost of Class Z! Just wait for yourself to take the bait, just like before.

There was a serious expression on the teacher's face.

Under the slightly disappointed expressions of the students in class Z, the teacher walked back to the podium with firm steps, looking at the perfunctory students below, he finished the class in a more perfunctory way.

Then leave.

Afternoon.

Yun Feng came, walked to the corner of the classroom, and turned on the air conditioner at will in full view of the students.

There was no ambush.

There are no traps.

Students: "......??? ”

They're hot all morning?!

In fact, when Yunfeng is there, it doesn't matter whether the air conditioner is turned on or not.

The creepy chill gradually spread, directly penetrating into the brain center of each classmate, and a chill ran behind it.

It's like inadvertently breaking into a hospital morgue......

Yun Feng collapsed on the podium, and his sitting posture was even more arrogant than that of the classmates: "I didn't have time to introduce myself yesterday, but now while we have time, let's go through the necessary procedures." ”

Although the previous teachers were perfunctory, they were all perfunctory in their hearts.

Unlike Yun Feng.

She dared to be perfunctory on the surface.

The class teacher and the students introduced themselves, but they actually went through the process?

And said it?!

You're afraid you're an undercover agent.

Yun Feng glanced at the podium and saw the chalk full of chalk in the box, but he was not ready to reach for it.

She rested one arm casually on the podium table.

"My surname is He, and I am your homeroom teacher, and at the same time, I ......" Yun Feng half-squinted his eyes and looked at the group of students below with expressions of imminent enemies, "At the same time, I am also a physical education teacher in the second year of high school. ”

Naturally, schools want to maximize profits.

Therefore, the average homeroom teacher will also be a part-time subject teacher.

Teach an age.

And not just one class.

After listening to Yun Feng's words.

The classmates below didn't dare to squeak, but there were all kinds of emotions in their expressions.

The first time Yun Feng met, she used a wooden stick to pierce the lectern made of iron sheets, and she was capable as a physical education teacher.

However.

The students just thought it was very strange -

There has never been a homeroom teacher who has ever been a PE teacher.

Because whether it is elementary school, junior high school, or high school, the physical education teacher is always a mysterious person.

Usually.

I don't see each other once or twice a semester.

Most physical education classes.

Everyone is in a few other subjects, and the PE teacher is always sick, or he is going to get married.

Sometimes.

It is the norm to get married four times a month.

The classmates have been complaining about this matter, but at this moment, they suddenly feel very lucky.

Yun Feng is a physical education teacher.

Does that mean that they can see Yun Feng less in the future?

This is great news.

Some students thought about it, and they couldn't help but smile.

Yun Feng didn't know what they were laughing at.

Anyway, no matter what they're laughing at, they won't be able to laugh anytime soon.

"Go out to the playground and line up and start class." Yun Feng knocked on the table, and the corners of his lips raised an elegant, beautiful, dignified and generous arc according to inertia.

That impact.

A few girls were scared and cried on the spot, but they were afraid that Yun Feng would notice, so they covered their mouths again.

Grievance.

But I didn't dare to say it.

They covered their mouths, moved to the door in small steps, and were about to find a way to run away, when suddenly a vicious female voice came from their ears.

"It's grinding and chirping, it's definitely a lack of exercise."

Several girls turned around in horror.

Yun Feng didn't know when he stood behind them.

this distance.

It's getting chilling down the spine and creepy.

A girl didn't look back, and she forgot to look at the road, so she pulled her legs and rushed out, only to hit her head against the wall with a muffled 'bang'.

This loud sound reminded Yun Feng of someone who taught her to buy watermelons before.

Knock on it before buying, listen to the sound, it sounds good, it is a good melon, if it doesn't sound good...... No, how did you hit the wall on this road?

Yun Feng watched the girl who hit the wall get up from the ground again and ran out of the door tremblingly.

Yun Feng: "......"

The sun is shining brightly in the afternoon.

A group of students stood in a disorganized manner on the playground in the summer heat.

However, it doesn't feel hot.

Opposite.

As soon as they came into contact with their physical education teacher's gaze, they not only had a chill down their backs, but also went from head to toe.

Only in the sun.

Soak up a little bit of God-given warmth.

They're too hard.

Just because the momentum of the team was not domineering enough, he was left under the sun by Yun Feng and basked in the sun for more than 20 minutes.

They have also experienced military training.

They have also stood in a military posture.

But this is the first time they have suddenly banned the movement like this.

It's like playing one, two, three, wooden people.

All of a sudden, everyone was forbidden from doing anything.

They maintained the posture they had had when they first stood on the playground, and the ranks were disorganized, looking more and more funny one by one. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "The Host Asks You to Be a Personal Masterpiece of Literature" for free for the first time.

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