Imperial Capital No. 3 Middle School, inside the teacher's office.

Ren Yan probed his head and looked inside, and after finding that he didn't see Encore, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he quickly put his lunch on the table, took the cards and ran to Class 9.

Now that the class bell had gone ring, he didn't like to be late.

However, just as the ninth class was approaching, a smell of fragrance came to my nose.

That's the aroma of butter hot pot!

In an instant, Ren Yan's gluttony moved, and his stomach began to squirm without much energy, and the two eggs and four slices of bread he had earlier were really not enough for an adult male to eat.

However, Ren Yan is still a little puzzled, why is there a smell of hot pot at the door of Class 9?!

However, the next moment, Ren Yan remembered the he bragged about in the group the day before yesterday.

'I'll go, aren't these stunned young people really here...'

Suddenly, a bad premonition rose in Ren Yan's heart.

When he stepped into Class 9, he directly covered his forehead with one hand, these stunned young people, sure enough, came for real!

Looking at the cauldron in the center, Ren Yan didn't know what expression to make.

......

At this time, in the live broadcast room, netizens were happy.

"No, no, Ma De's stomach hurts when he laughs, these students in Class 9 are really too funny, the day before yesterday, the prank teacher Ren, today I will eat hot pot in front of each other."

"And looking at this familiar way, it's obviously not the first time I've done it!"

"Mother's chicken, what should I do if I'm a little hungry."

"Hungry +1"

"You think we're going to have a history lesson? No, we're going to cook. ”

"I'm really looking forward to Mr. Ren's next move!"

"I'll bet five cents! Teacher Ren is definitely going to get angry, which teacher is this so bad?! ”

"I'll bet on it! Teacher Ren will eat with him immediately! ”

"I'm more interested in the reaction of the judges in the studio than this."

"Anyway, brothers, we're going to the studio."

...

In the broadcast room, the host and the judges were completely petrified.

At the end of Class 9, they were guessing what these students wanted to do, until when they saw a cauldron, a bad premonition suddenly rose.

However, when this hunch became a reality, they found that they were not so surprised.

Made, I'm almost used to the operation of Class 9!

The host He Bing coughed dryly twice: "Ahem, what do the judges and teachers think of the situation in Class 9?" ”

The judges looked at each other and remained silent.

Just kidding, what do we say about this situation? Is it that the hot pot is delicious, or are these students very strong in execution?!

Obviously unqualified~.

This kind of fatal question is better left to the host.

Seeing that these old fritters didn't speak, the host He Bing could only be messy in the broadcast room alone.

...

As for Ren Yan, he didn't have any trouble in this regard at all, after 0.01 seconds of mental struggle, Ren Yan chose to join if he couldn't beat it!

Anyway, this was blown out by himself, and since his classmates helped him achieve it, he didn't mind catching it at all.

Reprimanding students and putting yourself up as a teacher?

Ren Yan said that he couldn't do it, he was not a serious teacher in the first place.

After a short mental game, Ren Yan squeezed into the middle of the students with a familiar buttocks, and rubbed it against a 'little bald head' next to him.

Not to mention, it feels good.

"The classmates are doing a good job, well, I listen to the teacher very much, I can smell this hot pot outside." Ren Yanle said hehehe, and by the way, he put a chopstick beef, and after a few shabus, he stuffed it into his mouth.

In an instant, a strong butter smell exploded in his mouth, and his stomach was greatly satisfied.

"It tastes good." Ren Yan sighed, and then looked at the little bald head beside him: "By the way, who are you, classmate, are you in our class?" What about Wang Bo's little thorn? ”

The little bald head looked annoyed, pulled Ren Yan's hand away, and replied word by word: "I am Wang Bo!" ”

Ren Yan was stunned: "You, Wang Bo?" Where's your yellow hair? ”

"Didn't you tell me to cut it into rounds?! I'm willing to gamble! Wang Bo snorted and stared at Ren Yan.

Ren Yan blinked: "Yes, I almost forgot, hahaha, it's good, it's good, at least it feels good." ”

Then he touched two more handfuls.

Wang Bo's eyes instantly darkened, and he was a little jade.

it, I'm still being tricked after all!

As for the other students, they all forced their laughter, and for a while, the atmosphere of the whole class was cheerful again.

......

The netizens in the live broadcast room have already leaned forward and closed at this time.

"It's worthy of Teacher Ren, he actually asked the students to make hot pot by name!"

"I was wrong, Teacher Ren is really outrageous, but I like it!"

"If I had such a teacher in high school, why don't I become a good cook!"

"Oh, no, no, this happiness, I really want to last for a day!"

"Silently make a self-hilarious pot, watch the live broadcast and eat together."

......

In the broadcast room, He Bing completely gave up struggling, he didn't know how to explain it at all, or he didn't have to explain it at all.

Now the effect of the program of Class 9 is simply explosive.

The layers of barrage can be glimpsed.

As for those judges, the moment Ren Yan opened his mouth, they were already completely stunned, obviously shocked.

He Bing didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Anyway, the live broadcast of this class is either you are numb, or I am numb.

Everything else looked so pale.

......

Ren Yan didn't know the specific situation in the live broadcast room at this time, but he could probably guess that eight or nine would not be far from ten, and after bragging with the students and eating a few bites, Ren Yan pulled the bag with his cards.

"Teacher, is this a new ingredient?" Some classmates looked at Ren Yan expectantly.

Although the ingredients are already abundant now, they are still looking forward to what Ren Yan, a wonderful teacher, will bring.

"Ingredients, I see you've been thinking about eating them all day." Ren Yan glanced at the other party.

"But teacher, you eat more than any of us." The classmate replied weakly.

Ren Yan glared, and the classmate subconsciously shrank his neck and stopped speaking.

"I'm also a history teacher, so I still have to teach this lesson."

"Ah~ Teacher, we are eating here, and we don't want to sleep." The students immediately protested.

Ren Yan waved his hand indifferently.

"I'm not going to tell you about it at all, but I'm going to take you to a game."

At this time, the students were interested, and they all gathered around, and even Wang Bo, who was eating Yuyu by Xia Yue on the side just now, came up curiously.

"Teacher Ren, what kind of game?"

Ren Yan took out the cards, spread them on the table, and confidently introduced:

"Three Kingdoms Kill!"