In the bright conference room, the class instructors of each class of the junior year sat down one after another.

Sitting on the throne was an old man with gray hair.

He was wearing a white coat and white trousers, his beard hung down his chest but was not messy, his ruddy face was crawling with a few wrinkles, and his eyes were as clear as a mirror, completely unobtrusive with the years.

Ling Sen, the dean of teaching in his third year, has been teaching at Luzhou Military University for more than 50 years.

Unscrewed the thermos cup, took a sip of hot tea, and the old man glanced at the teachers present, no more, no less, exactly ten people.

"Everyone is here, right? Before the start of the monthly meeting......

The old man put down the quilt and moved his gaze to the governess with long hair coiled up and gold-rimmed glasses.

"Teacher Wu Qinghua, can you explain... Did something happen to Class C yesterday? ”

The eyes of all the teachers were focused on Wu Qinghua.

Wu Qinghua stood up, his face was unusual, as serious as ever.

"Wu Zhixing, a student in class C, was a little disrespectful to me in the chief selection, and I gave him a little lesson."

“…… So you just punched a big hole in the wall? ”

Teaching Director Ling Sen rubbed his eyes, and a wry smile appeared on his old face.

"Yes," Wu Qinghua lifted his glasses and said calmly, "Sometimes deterrence is necessary, and it is very helpful for student education. ”

This reckless and rough style of acting seems to be completely incompatible with this calm female teacher.

But the class instructors present unexpectedly did not express doubts, but nodded secretly, with an unsurprising expression.

"This crazy woman really hasn't changed her nature, she usually pretends to be ......"

"I thought she had become gentle after becoming a teacher!"

"It's worthy of the 'red female ghost' that makes children stop crying, and it's still very scary."

"Huh! Can children really stop crying? Try ...... next time my son is in trouble."

……

Wu Qinghua turned his head and looked at several male teachers who were whispering expressionlessly, and the lenses reflected a strange white light.

"Wow——!"

And those teachers suddenly sat like rats targeted by cats, looking at their noses and their noses.

Knock Knock –

The old man knocked on the table and said helplessly:

"It's not up to the norm, it's not something to be promoted, and as a punishment, you have to pay for the repairs."

"No problem."

This punishment is actually a formal meaning, for hunters who live to retire, they can take out hundreds of thousands of dollars without even blinking their eyes.

"Hmm...... Then this is over, you sit down. ”

The old man Ling Sen waved his hand, ready to get to the point.

"The day after tomorrow is the class competition, today we are going to select the competitors of each class, here is the project of the open venue this time......"

The dean handed out a stack of A4 papers for the teachers to pass on in turn.

Wu Qinghua took a look at the table of contents on the first page of the printing paper——

1. Ring points competition

2. Position guarding

3. Head wolf hunting

4. The top of the tower

5. Spiral maze

These five items are the content of the class competition of the third year, ten classes, randomly divided, two classes as a group of opponents.

"The rules are on the next few pages, but I think everyone knows them by heart, so I won't go into them."

The teachers nodded, after all, they have been comparing for two or three years, and they have experienced all kinds of projects.

"In that case, let's just start the draw......"

The old man stroked his white beard, and his tone became solemn.

"I'll pull a small group to send red envelopes, the amount is divided into 1-5 yuan, and you can open a group of equal amounts!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the teachers present suddenly became strange.

"Old man...... Can we be serious? ”

"Isn't there a lottery applet?"

"And the maximum is 5 pieces? You're too stingy! ”

Bang——!

"Shut up!"

As soon as he said this, the teaching director immediately raised his eyebrows and was so angry that he pulled off a few of his beards.

"Every time I send out red envelopes in large groups, I get a few cents! How dare you be too little!? ”

The teachers below were immediately silent.

"Humph!"

The old man took a sip of tea angrily, pursed his lips, and muttered in a low voice: "And the operation of that small program is too complicated, I can't get used to it!" ”

'Then your red envelope is very slippery, and there will be different amounts......

The teachers looked at each other and didn't say anything.

Turning on the mobile phone, under the operation of the teaching director Ling Sen, the teachers present were pulled into a separate small group.

[Solidarity and Friendship: Junior Class Lottery Group]

Ding dong~

[Red Envelope - The amount drawn corresponds to the items in the catalog!] 】

Wu Qinghua clicked on the red envelope, and a big ¥3.0 jumped out.

Correspondence ...... Head wolf hunting.

Open the draw record and find the user who also drew 3 yuan.

Class F - Li Jingru.

"Oops~ Xiaoqing, we seem to be opponents this time!"

The soft and glutinous voice of the adjacent table came, and Wu Qinghua calmly turned her head sideways and looked at the female teacher sitting on her left.

She wears a beige casual dress, long chestnut hair with slightly curly hair, soft facial features, and exquisite makeup.

Almond-like eyes, with tear moles, and lipstick on the lips, look crystal pink and delicate, giving people a beauty of purity and charm.

Although she looks young and beautiful, like a gentle and soft girl, she is indeed the class teacher of Class F - Li Jingru.

is the same as Wu Qinghua, and he is in his forties.

"It seems that I haven't been Xiaoqing's opponent for a long time...... I miss this feeling so much~! ”

Li Jingru propped her cheeks with her hands and looked at Wu Qinghua with a smile.

"It's a competition for students in the class, and it has nothing to do with us."

Wu Qinghua corrected in a calm tone.

"But don't students represent teachers? This is also equivalent to a duel between our two teachers~! ”

"Or..."Li Jingru's eyes lowered, and she asked meaningfully, "Xiaoqing, are you afraid of losing?" ”

"Why do you say that?"

Wu Qinghua's face did not fluctuate, as if he didn't hear the other party's voice.

"Because 'head wolf hunting' values the strength of the chief very much~!"

Li Jingru stared straight into Wu Qinghua's eyes, and her tone was mixed with a smile.

"Wu Zhixing in Class C doesn't seem to be as good as my little Qianqian~ You are likely to lose this time~!"

In class matches, different events have different rules for winning, and defeating the leader of the enemy class in "Head Wolf Hunting" is one of the conditions for victory.

In the face of the other party's provocative words, Wu Qinghua did not waver, but retorted lightly:

"Although the strength of the chief is important, it is not the only factor in winning, strategy and luck are indispensable."

These words seemed to become a weak mouth in Li Jingru's ears, her eyes narrowed, the corners of her lips were raised, and she smiled like a cunning fox.

"Then do you want to compare~? ...... with chips or something"

"What chips?" Wu Qinghua pushed down his glasses, and his attitude seemed to have become cautious.

"As before, the loser promises the winner one thing~!"

Wu Qinghua, the class instructor of Class C, was silent and did not answer.

Seeing this, Li Jingru then provoked: "Xiaoqing...... Are you scared? ”

"Okay, I agree."

"Okay~!"

Li Jingru slapped her palm, as if she had already obtained the fruits of victory.

"Ahem!"

The old man Ling Sen coughed lightly, interrupting the conversation of the teachers below.

"Okay, quickly hand over the chief information of your class, and end the meeting directly after handing it over!"

This is a necessary process, and although the head of each class is basically the same, it is still in the form of a downward form.

Ten teachers lined up in turn, Ling Sen sat in his seat, casually took the form handed over by the other party, and put it into the file bag at a glance.

In terms of rules, the class guide is not allowed to know the information of the chief of his class, but now that everyone knows the roots, this link has become unclear and dispensable.

After taking Wu Qinghua's form, the old man just wanted to put it away, but his body suddenly paused.

He raised his eyes lightly and looked at the class C instructor in front of him quietly.

The corners of the governess's mouth curled slightly, but the people behind couldn't see it at all......