physical education teacher

The corner of Lin Yuze's mouth twitched twice: "Teacher Yan...then you can't teach physical education with your legs now!"

I don't know how long it took, Yan Xiaoyu finally said leisurely: "Principal, it's not as good as I think. I will take the other physical education classes as usual. How about letting Wang Tong take over for the swimming class?"

It happened that Yan Xiaoyu didn't want to teach swimming lessons, so he killed two birds with one stone.

The principal obviously didn't expect Hui Xiaoyu to be so easily dismissed, and thought that he was unwilling to be a physical education teacher before making the request to come to work immediately.

Hearing what Yan Xiaoyu said, he naturally agreed: "Okay, I can still make the decision. Teacher Yan can come to work anytime."

It wasn't until this moment that Hui Xiaoyu showed his first smile in a few days and left the office to return to the sports team.

Wang Tong was very surprised when he saw Hui Xiaoyu walking in the door with a cane: "Why do you still come to work when you are like this? Is it required by the school? Although you are not considered a work-related injury, you saved the children in the school after all. The student school is too inhumane?"

Yan Xiaoyu smiled happily: "I came voluntarily."

"Why?" Wang Tong's jaw almost fell to the ground.

Yan Xiaoyu looked at him and said leisurely, "Because I'm so idle."

Wang Tong: "..."

After a long while, Wang Tong shook his head depressingly: "What an idiot, it's a paid vacation anyway, if it were me, I would find a place to travel and relax, and then play Dota for a few days!"

Yan Xiaoyu also shook his head, sighing silently in his heart: What a guy with no ideals or ambitions!

When Yan Xiaoyu showed up in Class [-], Grade [-] with a broken leg, the students were all shocked, and the few girls who had a good impression of him were very moved: "Teacher Yan is so dedicated."

"Yeah, I feel sorry for the dedicated one, and if it wasn't for him, our Young Master Jin might have died."

Hearing this, Li Su pursed his lips in disdain: "Don't talk nonsense, Young Master Jin's skills are not built on, but he is self-righteous, and he deserves to be injured."

The corners of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth twitched a few times, and then he sneered. It's true that Young Master Jin's skills are not covered, but he didn't know why Mao was in a daze on the road at that time!

However, at this moment, Jin Shaoyang raised his head and looked at Yu Xiaoyu with a slight smile that could barely be called a smile.

This was the first time Yan Xiaoyu saw a smile on Jin Shaoyang's iceberg face, as if the ice and snow had just melted, and his heart was instantly filled with warmth.

Jin Shaoyang looked at him, something flickered in his pure black eyes, but they were as deep and mysterious as a black jewel.

Just a light smile, it seems that the whole body is enveloped in a kind of warm atmosphere.

After coughing twice, Yan Xiaoyu retracted his gaze and then smiled at him, but this smile was full of provocation and a hint of helplessness.

He was helpless enough, thinking that for the boy in front of him he would spend two years wasting his youth in this shabby school that didn't lay eggs or go to shit, and he would be ashamed to break his eggs.

Shrugging his shoulders and whispering, he raised his cane over his head with a look of righteous indignation: "Go to the playground and give it to me... No, I said you go to the playground and run laps for the teacher!"

It didn't matter whether the students below were laughing or not, they opened the door and limped out, their backs were extremely thin and lonely.

The students in Class [-], Grade [-] were not in good health at all, Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help shaking his head when he saw them running around.

However, at this moment, more than a dozen men entered the place where Yan Xiaoyu climbed over the wall to enter the campus last time.

The moment he heard the voice, Yan Xiaoyu turned his head, but found that the dozen or so men were definitely not kind, because they all held a half-meter-long sledgehammer in their hands.

"Yang Xi, lead the students to advance to the teaching building, hurry up!" Yan Xiaoyu commanded rather calmly instead of panicking.

Yang Xi glanced at him with some concern, hesitated, but resigned to his fate in Yan Xiaoyu's anxious eyes, and led the team back to the classroom in formation.

But it is obvious that the Chinese people like to watch the special system so that the students in the second and seventh classes of high school stay on campus, such as Jin Shaoyang, such as Li Su, such as Han Yingjie, and of course there are some female students who are worried about whispering ......

Fuck, Jin Shaoyang, are you a fucking idiot?Yan Xiaoyu doesn't know who these people are looking for here, but Jin Shaoyang is likely to be their target. After all, it is easy to see from their appearance that this is a gangster seeking revenge!

"You guys go back to the classroom, or I will punish you to run around, believe it or not?" Yan Xiaoyu frowned slightly as the men got closer and closer.

Li Su, on the other hand, leisurely paced up to Yu Xiaoyu and looked at him condescendingly: "Hmph, are you punishing us for running laps? Are you too confident? You are hard to protect yourself now."

Eyelids slowly raised, Yan Xiaoyu looked at him contemptuously curling up the corners of his mouth, facing the sun so dazzlingly and arrogantly: "What? You called these people?"

"So what? Do you have any evidence? They are people who are outside the law." Li Su suddenly felt a little dazzling when he saw the smile on his face, and then sarcastically.

People who walk outside the law?The smile on the corner of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and he looked at him like an idiot: "Do you think they are the second generation of officials or Ultraman? Don't you think too much of them?"

Turning his head slowly, Yan Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the men rushing towards him with machetes. In fact, it was not that he had never fought one-on-ten, but he had never fought one-on-ten and won with a limp == He clenched his fist, However, Yan Xiaoyu raised his crutches, leaned slightly when a machete greeted his shoulders, and then swung the crutches.

He didn't have any professional fighting training, so the more people like this, the easier it is to fight in groups, because they have the self-consciousness to use any object as a weapon, and they are not as picky as some professionals, such as practicing Japanese swordsmanship Those who practice marksmanship must take an oriental sword, and those who practice marksmanship must carry a gun with them.

In fact, such a habit will put these people in danger. After all, no one can guarantee that the weapon will always be around, and once the weapon is lost, it is like a goshawk losing its wings and a fish losing its sense of direction, thus falling into a passive situation. .