Chapter 37: What Am I Going to Lunch?! [Seeking follow-up, recommendation, commuter pass]

With his own ulterior thoughts, after talking about the issue of the Three Kingdoms Killing.

Chen Jianguo was familiar with Ren Yan's mobile phone number, and added Ren Yan's WeChat.

"If there is anything after that, you can find me through WeChat." After Chen Jianguo took his mobile phone and sent Ren Yan a WeChat message, he looked at Ren Yan happily.

Ren Yan nodded, glanced at Chen Jianguo's WeChat avatar, and originally planned to add a note, but he also felt that it was dispensable.

His head is like a lotus flower in full bloom, and it looks like it is old.

However, its nickname is:

I'm really the principal of Qingbei.

The sense of conflict with nicknames is extremely strong.

is quite recognizable, Ren Yan feels that it is impossible for him to forget such a wonderful WeChat account in his life.

After taking a deep look at Chen Jianguo and giving him a sullen label, Ren Yan planned to leave the principal's office.

Now that things are pretty much settled, he has to rush back and think about a specific implementation strategy.

However, just as he was about to step out of the principal's office, the principal suddenly slapped his head, as if he remembered something, and called Ren Yan.

"Teacher Ren, wait a minute."

"Headmaster, is there anything else you can do?" Ren Yan turned around.

"It's still about the teaching test before, if you get a satisfactory result in the teaching test, the program team will directly promote you to become a class teacher."

"The program team has discussed this with the school, and I agreed." The principal replied.

"Why do you say it now?" Ren Yan looked curious.

Isn't this kind of thing supposed to be the first thing to be said when we talked about it just now?

No wonder he always felt that there was something wrong just now, there was only punishment and no reward, which was really not like the style of a serious program team.

"Didn't I forget that?" The principal laughed, not feeling embarrassed at all, and even took a sip of tea quietly.

Ren Yan suddenly felt that the trigeminal nerve was a little painful.

Forgot? How can you forget such an important thing?

This old boy didn't think he would win in the first place!

Made, it must be like this, otherwise how could such an important thing that is still related to the event be forgotten?!

"Okay... I know. ā€

Ren Yan sighed, and after barely remembering the principal's inconsistencies, he walked out of the office.

Now the situation is very clear, there are only two outcomes of my situation.

It's either life or death.

If you fail the exam, you can only roll back in disgrace, and you will no longer be a contestant, and you will have to be cyberbullied by some people if you can't keep it, so you can imagine the days ahead.

Although he will be partially compensated, he is sure that there is absolutely no stimulation from cyberbullying.

If you succeed in the exam, you will be the first player to become the head teacher, and your already dominant position will rise rapidly, and more sassy operations will also have the premise of being displayed.

But it's also not a simple task.

Let the students of Class 9 get a qualitative leap in their grades in a few classes, then they are still more or less overestimated.

In Ren Yan's original plan, the game of Devouring Heaven and Earth had to be played at least until next week, so that the students of Class 9 could have a rough understanding of the entire story of the Three Kingdoms.

After that, I was launching the Three Kingdoms, and I was cultivating it for about a week from a macro perspective, and the history of the Three Kingdoms of these people would probably be able to pass.

But now, I obviously don't have that much time.

"It seems that you can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor."

Ren Yan pouted his teeth and had a headache.

Although the continent of the Three Kingdoms-Overlord has completed seven, seven, eight, eight, eight, but the time is really a bit rushed.

"I don't know if these boys can give some strength."

"Forget it, leave it to fate!"

With a sense of sadness and helplessness, Ren Yan continued to walk towards the office.

However, this trip to the principal's office was not without gains.

The successful resolution of the Three Kingdoms Killing can be regarded as a stone in his heart falling to the ground, and he will not have to worry about it in the future.

It can only be said that there are gains and losses.

......

After returning to the office.

Ren Yan felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Obviously, he was 'happy' before he went out just now, why did he feel so embarrassed when he came back?

Except for Encore, who was watching himself stealing fun and said hello.

The rest of the teachers were ashamed, and even the greetings revealed a sense of timidity.

What's going on?

Ren Yan was a little confused, scratched his head and walked straight to his desk.

Not to mention, after arguing with the two old men of the principal for so long, he is still a little hungry.

Those extra egg fried rice can fill the gap.

Ren Yan had to sigh, sometimes he really didn't intend to insert willows into the shade.

adjusted his mentality, and the corners of Ren Yan's mouth outlined a smile.

However, just when he was a few steps away from walking to his workstation, a middle-aged teacher who was old and serious patted Ren Yan on the shoulder, coughed twice and asked:

"That, Xiao Ren, is there something the principal is looking for you? We're all curious, and we're worried about you, so there's nothing wrong with it. ā€

The other teachers chimed in: "Yes, yes, nothing is wrong, Teacher Ren." ā€

Ren Yan smiled calmly: "There's no problem, it's just the new rules of some program groups, because it was more urgent, the principal called me over." ā€

"Oh, I see." All the teachers nodded their heads, but they obviously didn't listen to the look of continuous thought.

Only Enke's snickering eyes showed some doubt.

New rules? How I don't know.

Ren Yan didn't doubt him, and after answering, a mistake flashed past the middle-aged teacher.

The middle-aged teacher was in a hurry, and hurriedly squeezed her eyes at another young female teacher on the side.

The young female teacher understood and stopped in front of Ren Yan directly.

"Something?" Ren Yan asked.

The female teacher was speechless for a while, and after a moment of stalemate, she stroked her hair and said, "Teacher Ren, do you look at people's hair today?" ā€

Ren Yan was a little speechless.

What the hell is this, I'm not your boyfriend, is it really appropriate for you to ask that?!

However, in desperation, adhering to the principle of harmony between colleagues, Ren Yan still gave an answer:

"Normally, I think your face shape is more suitable for short hair, and now this big wave makes you look too much.." Ren Yan was speechless: "It's too mature." ā€

Originally, he wanted to talk about the old one, but that would be too straightforward, and he was afraid that the young woman in front of him would be unstable.

"It's... Is that so? The female teacher's face turned red for no reason.

After Ren Yan nodded politely, he staggered his body again, but at the moment of staggering, he was caught by the female teacher again.

"Teacher Ren.. That..."

At this time, Ren Yan really couldn't help it: "I said everyone, what's going on today?" Why are you all so abnormal? ā€

"And you, Encore, have been snickering, do I have dirty things on my face?"

"How can I—" Encore pursed his mouth and shot back.

Other teachers were a bit distracted.

Ren Yan rubbed his forehead: "If you have something, just say it, you don't have to hide it, if I Ren Yan offends you with that piece, just say it." ā€

"No, no, Teacher Ren, don't get me wrong." The teachers hurriedly waved their hands to deny it.

"What's the situation with those guys?" Ren Yan's brows furrowed slightly.

He couldn't figure out which crazy they were smoking.

At this time, a male teacher replied hesitantly: "That, Mr. Ren, how would you feel if someone touched your things without your consent?" ā€

"It's definitely a little angry, but it's more specific to see the reason, if it's very malicious, then it can only be blood-spattered for five steps." Ren Yan said without thinking.

"And what if it's the kind of behavior that comes out of biological instinct?" When the young teacher asked again, all the teachers' eyes immediately lit up and they stared at Ren Yan.

"Biological instincts? Is it that kind of uncontrollable impulse, if it doesn't cause any harm, I will probably forgive it, for example, if you are too thirsty to drink my water, then it is not a big deal. Ren Yan replied.

"Oh, that's how Teacher Ren sees you, you're such a kind person." The young teacher smiled, breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to sit back.

Other teachers gave the young man a thumbs up.

Then they all returned to their positions and cleared the aisle for Ren Yan.

After Ren Yan glanced at a few people for some reason, he shook his head and returned to his position.

Then he was a little stunned, how did his lunch box fit together?

He remembered throwing it on the table so openly when he left.

Am I mistaken?

With a hint of doubt, Ren Yan reopened the lunch box.

Then, his pupils gradually dilated, and an indescribable sense of loss arose, accompanied by a trace of incomprehension and anger.

"Where's my special lunch?!!!!"