The little old lady had a serious look on her face, and she was frightened by the national destiny. She was going to be ruthless!
With such a gameplay, how many players can survive until the end of the instance?
The horrifying consciousness of the National Games saw a fearful expression on the little old lady's face, and she was extremely happy.
The next moment, it heard the little old lady whispering softly.
"This shocking national sports awareness kindergarten class has not even graduated. The Chinese lesson plan for high school students is actually "Goose Goose"???
Can't you be more rigorous?
What the hell! "
She was also worried about her expression, because the little old lady obviously had a constipation expression.
Shocking awareness of the national destiny: "..."
Can't you just not care about these details?
It’s amazing to have attended a kindergarten class~
…
The little old lady slowly moved out with the team, and the big locust tree became extremely small and crawled into the little old lady's ears.
"Sister, why do I feel something is wrong?"
The little old lady motioned to Dahuai to continue.
Dahuai sat in the little old lady's ear and began its analysis.
"Look, sister, you teachers don't look like students at all. Look at the student on the high platform. He looks like a teacher, an official like the dean of students in a modern school."
The little old lady nodded.
"You're right. Stay calm first and go to the classroom to take a look."
She spoke like a mosquito, very softly and very quietly, even the teachers queuing up in front of her didn't notice her.
Many players in the team have noticed the little old lady and want to see what the little old lady is doing. They can't eat meat, but they can easily drink two bowls of soup. If they can't drink soup, they can't go wrong by imitating the little old lady.
The little old lady didn't care at all about the players behind her.
Following the teacher in front of him, he walked out of the office and walked downstairs.
The classrooms in this school are very strange. The classroom for the first year of high school is actually on the third floor of the teaching building, while the teacher is on the fourth floor. There is also a dining hall, bathroom and lounge on the same floor, completely occupying the teacher's living area. Not to mention being compressed in the building, even if you have the opportunity to go to the fourth floor, there are only a few.
The second floor is for high school students, while the first floor is the classroom for high school students.
When the teacher in front of the little old lady left and entered her classroom, her eyes suddenly opened up. From a distance, the little old lady saw the sign for Class 2 and Class 3.
I walked a few steps quickly and stood at the door of Class 2 and Class 3. The old lady could hear the noise in the classroom through the door.
He pulled up his little suit, moved his thighs, stretched his feet, and kicked the class door hard.
Bang!
The door suddenly opened with a bang, and the students in the class were startled. Instinctively, all the students looked towards the door of the class.
The little old lady carried the lesson plan under her arm and entered the classroom with her own aura of 2.8 meters, and stepped onto the podium.
The thornheads frowned and opened their mouths to curse and chase the little old lady away.
As a result, as soon as they opened their mouths and before they said a word, the little old lady took out a walking stick from somewhere, clicked it, and put it on the podium.
Students: "..."
The ghost power on the walking stick was so intimidating that it immediately made many naughty students shut up, put away their snacks, poker and cosmetics, and sit down obediently.
But not all students can be so aware of current affairs, especially those who are the top thorns in the class.
"What's wrong? Teacher, are you trying to force yourself?"
The male student with dyed yellow hair unzipped his school uniform, held the clothes with both hands, and neatly took off his school uniform jacket halfway. He leaned over his desk casually and looked at the little old lady mischievously.
"Come on, teacher, don't pity me, just hit me here, that's all."
He pointed at his belly and smiled maliciously.
After that, I didn’t forget to remind the little old lady.
"Oh, I forgot to tell the new teacher that my dad is the principal, hahaha..."
Seeing that the little old lady was reluctant to move, the yellow-haired male classmate continued to urge her.
"Come on, teacher, hurry up, I'm worried, my stomach is not going well, or are you like this?"
As he said that, he got up from the table, ran to the podium, and raised his butt to the little old lady.
He looked like a scoundrel who was sure the little old lady wouldn't dare do anything to him.
Can this little old lady endure it?
He raised his leg and kicked the yellow-haired male classmate in the butt.
He was directly embedded in the blackboard at the back of the class.
It just so happens that the title of the blackboard newspaper is - I examine myself three times every day
Huang Mao was inserted into the word "three provinces" by the little old lady's kick.
This kick shocked the entire class.
It took a while for a younger brother of Huang Maonan's classmate to react.
"Wucao! Save Brother Huang!"
As he said that, he ran to the back, and two more people came over to help.
But after pulling it several times, it still didn't come off, so my little brother yelled anxiously.
"A few more, Brother Huang's inlays are a bit solid."
While working, the few yellow-haired boys behind me didn't forget to threaten the little old lady with your words and my words.
The general idea is that the little old lady is so bad as a teacher that even the principal's son dares to do something to her.
Everyone was cursing.
The little old lady threw out the ghost ribbon, and the front and back doors and windows in the classroom were sealed, even the small windows on the front and back doors.
The little old lady walked to the back of the classroom with her walking stick, talking.
"Classmates, come and read to me!
goose! "
The other students in the class looked at me and I looked at you, and a few students followed cautiously.
"goose!"
The little old lady nodded.
"Very good, the pronunciation is very standard, but please speak louder, come on, read it after me.
goose! "
"goose!"
"Quxiang sings to the sky!"
"Quxiang sings to the sky!"
"White hair floating in green water!"
"White hair floating in green water!"
"Anthurium stirs clear waves!"
"Anthurium stirs clear waves!"
After reading this sentence, the little old lady also walked behind.
Raise your cane and smile on your face.
"goose!"
The student studying at the front shouted back.
"goose!"
In response to the student's voice, the little old lady had already swung her crutch.
Hit by hit with sincerity on a group of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and hair color thorns at the back.
If you are disobedient, you probably deserve a beating.
While beating her up and down, she also didn't forget to praise the good students who studied with her.
"Very good, next sentence, Qu Xiang sings to the sky!"
"Quxiang sings to the sky!"
When praised by the teacher, the students' voices became louder and the little old lady's hands became stronger.
A few classmates secretly glanced back in horror, then quickly turned away with frightened faces, and read the poem loudly at the top of their lungs.
In this way, the little old lady led the students to recite ancient poems while punching and kicking a group of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple people behind them.
The yellow-haired male classmate was finally pulled off the wall by the younger brother, but he turned around and started to greet the little old lady's cane, with bruises on his face.
He knew that his father liked to inspect the classroom when the teacher was in class, especially to inspect his class for personal gain.
He just waited, waited for his father to see him being beaten during his ward rounds, and avenged him.
Things did go as he expected. The principal inspected the classroom, and he was accompanied by the vice principal and several grade directors.
When we came to Class 2 and Class 3 of Senior High School, the ghost ribbon and other strange objects in the hands of the little old lady caused the principal to see the fake picture on the ghost ribbon, echoing the horror of the students in Class 2 and Class 3 of Senior High School reading aloud. The sound made the principal particularly satisfied, so he left without disturbing him.
The little old lady also specially let the yellow-haired male classmate see this scene.
Stretching out Erkang's hand, I can't recall my father's figure.
The yellow-haired little prickly head wants to call daddy.
But can the little old lady give him a chance?
He couldn't make any sound.
There was a student near the back door who wanted to deliver a message to the principal, but before the message was delivered, a ghost ribbon was delivered to the little old lady.
classmate:"……"
Will the teacher believe me if I say I didn’t mean it?
The next moment, he happily joined the game of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.
At this time, none of the students in the class were dishonest, and they wanted to express themselves. They studied extremely hard like Goose Goose. King Luo Bin was moved to tears when he saw it...
