Chapter 236 Who is not a gangster anymore (9)
Bai Mingjue realized that things were a little tricky.
Looking at her in the surveillance video, her eyes are sharp and confident, unwavering. Obviously, she has completely walked out of the period when she was confused and easy to change, and has become a completely new her.
Then it will be a bit troublesome. We must start from the source. However, the job of a professor is to educate every student well and never give up on any child.
From this point of view, the previous teachers seemed to have given up on her, but he wouldn't. Because he is capable.
Even if it is a difficult student to tame, he can still make her obedient.
The man helped the black mirror frame on the bridge of his nose again. At this moment, the teaching director outside came in and was surprised when he saw him: "Professor Bai, you haven't entered yet? Class is already in session, and the students are all waiting."
Bai Mingjue came back to his senses, and looked at him.
However, the emotion on the man's face is always very light, coupled with the cover of the glasses, there will be no expression of emotion, but always a serious and indifferent appearance.
With such a sweeping gaze, even the dean, who has experienced decades of ups and downs, still feels a little stressed when he sees it.
Fortunately, Teacher Bai replied quickly: "I'm sorry, I still have some things to do. Can the director help me to do a class for a while?"
A drop of cold sweat had already broken out on the forehead of the dean of teaching: "Professor Bai, you are too polite, I will go there now."
He smiled and left with his textbook. please! Don't think this is a professor whose rank is one level lower than him. In fact, his identity is a prince that none of them can afford!
The teaching director hurried over with his textbooks, his back looked like a anxious marinated egg. Thinking about those gangsters, someone will finally teach them a lesson from now on.
There are also the two living ancestors inside. Since they are characters that even the school cannot afford to offend, let another living ancestor deal with him.
He thought so.
Little did he know that Professor Bai behind him held a cup of tea specially made for veteran cadres, took a sip, and his expression under the lens was secretive.
In the classroom, Jiaoyang and a group of people are waiting with anticipation for the "surprise" to come.
When the door of that classroom opened under everyone's anticipation, Jiao Yang's face was already pulled down.
Then the bucket fell down, and the old man let out a cry of fright, and was completely chilled in the winter.
However, this was not over yet. After the bucket fell down, it touched the piles of books, desks and chairs next to it, directly hitting the old man dizzily. When he was dying, the bookshelf full of books, which was taller than others, fell down with a bang and smashed towards him.
The dean was so frightened that his legs limp and knelt down, half of his body was buried between the tables, chairs and books, he was so scared that he peed his pants, and firecrackers, balloons and ribbons flew together.
Fortunately, when the bookcase fell down, it just got stuck on the door frame, so it wouldn't really kill people. After precise layout and measurement, what is playing is the heartbeat.
But what is playing is not their heartbeat, but the heartbeat of the visitor.
If it really hits people's heads like this, it will be half disabled if it is not dead.
The old man was still frightened and fell to the ground like a fool, and he didn't recover. Seeing the success of the plan, the students surrounded him happily, holding hands and cheering regardless of who came.
During this period, Jiaoyang felt bored and jumped back to sit on the podium. Seeing him slow down a little, he signaled the people around him to be quiet.
Then walked over, pinched his nose with his hand, and asked with a smile: "Hey, old man, why is it you? Where is the new head teacher?"
At this time, the dean gradually regained his senses, his eyes regained focus, and he looked at them and shouted angrily: "You students, you don't study well at a young age, be careful that no one will ask you to beg for food in the future! You will be moths of society sooner or later. A bunch of bastards!"
The surroundings became quiet for an instant, Jiao Yang was yelled at, with the smile still on his face, he stretched out his other hand and rubbed his nose.
The next second, he picked up a chalk box next to him, and threw it at him with a bright smile.
"Why are you talking so loud, don't you lose your ears?"
The old man lost control of his emotions after being frightened just now, but now he reacted and fell silent.
The teaching director tightened his lips: "Sheng Jiaoyang, don't think that you can do anything with a little money, this is a foreign country!"
Jiao Yang kicked him with a smile: "But, if you have money here, you can do anything."
She stretched out her hand and pointed to the ground: "You have to know, here, I have the final say."
Otherwise, how could she welcome her thirteenth teacher? Otherwise, why didn't she be expelled from the school even though she tried her best to die?
Just when she was about to continue speaking, the classroom door was suddenly opened from the outside again.
"Who said that."
Jiao Yang froze for a moment, and saw a slender black figure appearing from the direction of the door.
A handsome and handsome man appeared in front of her. She wears a pair of thin wire black-rimmed glasses, but I don't know if they are plain glasses or they have prescriptions. It did not compromise his appearance, but instead added a bit of the professor's wise and calm temperament.
Lu Ran, who was watching the theater in the last row, came to the front at some point, and gave him a displeased look.
Jiao Yang came to his senses, so he raised his eyebrows, whistled at the man, and retracted the foot that stepped on someone.
"Oh~" She laughed, with a bit of anger between her brows.
"Where is the handsome guy from?"
Bai Mingjue didn't look at her, instead he glanced past Jiaoyang and looked at the rows of students behind him.
"I'm your new homeroom teacher, Bai Mingjue. I don't care what your lifestyle was like before. From now on, I'm here, and you can only study in the way I require."
Jiao Yang, who was ignored, gave a low laugh: "It's really interesting."
This is directly shaking her dominance.
There was silence around, mainly waiting to see, or waiting for Jiaoyang's signal.
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After the dean was sent away, Bai Mingjue looked at the messy scene around him, and frowned: "Where's the monitor?"
Bai Zhiyao was about to stand up.
"We don't have a monitor."
It was Jiao Yang who answered, with a playful smile in his voice, still looking at him.
Bai Zhiyao pursed her lips, lowered her head, and took back her half-stepped foot.
Bai Mingjue frowned, and looked down at the surly and arrogant little girl in front of her, whose smile didn't reach her eyes.
"How can there be no monitor in a class?"
"I canceled it a few days ago."
"Why?"
"Because our class doesn't need a monitor, I'm enough." She was still smiling.
Bai Mingjue once again looked at her squarely, at this little girl who, in his opinion, was self-willed and self-willed like a witch.
Brows furrowed deeper: "Who said that?"
"I said."
Jiaoyang raised her chin, tilted her head and looked at him, with a bright and brilliant smile.
(end of this chapter)