physical education teacher

However, Dong Yan's thin lips were slightly raised, but the words he said were quite different: "Because you are my boss."

Yan Xiaoyu: "..."

There was a gleam of fire in his eyes, and Yan Xiaoyu looked at him viciously: "How much did you charge Li Yibo?"

"Ah?" Dong Yan didn't respond a little: "Why do you need to charge money?"

I'm sorry, is it still a free service?This shit is too embarrassing for this industry, charging students money to help beat teachers is already very cheap, is there any?But still get paid?Where did the work ethic go?

Frowning, Yan Xiaoyu said: "How can you hit the teacher without charging money?"

After saying this sentence, realizing something was wrong, Xiaoyu shook his head and said again: "That's not what I mean, what I mean is, how can you not charge for beating someone? As for the teacher, even if you give you 100 million, you can't do it, because They are the engineers of the human soul and have mastered the lifeblood of China's economy."

"Brother Yu, how can you earn money as a teacher?" A younger brother who was familiar with him immediately grasped the point.

The corner of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth twitched and he realized that he had said something wrong, but due to his personality, he would not easily admit his mistakes and continued to argue: "Okay, this sentence seems a bit awkward, but it definitely makes sense. Think about it, What do you care most about as a person? What you care about most is your own children, but their children have the most contact with teachers every day. If every teacher beats and corporal punishments on their students and other series of abuse, those children If the child is in a bad mood, the parents will also be in a bad mood. If the parents are in a bad mood, they will be distracted from work, and distracted from work will lead to a series of economic losses. If every employee in China All these losses will be caused, then China will be over, so it is said that teachers, a fragile but tenacious group, have grasped the lifeline of China's economy."

Talk about changing the color of the face in small words.

The little brother clapped his hands vigorously and seemed to see Teacher Cang appearing in front of his eyes: "Brother Yu is brilliant!"

Yan Xiaoyu: "..."

After a pause, I remembered the question I wanted to ask Dong Yan: "Why didn't you take his money?"

"Because he is my eldest nephew." After Dong Yan spoke, he clearly saw the corner of Yan Xiaoyu's mouth twitching slightly.

"Okay." Yan Xiaoyu shrugged his shoulders but said again: "In our business, we must distinguish between public and private, even our own close relatives can't just discount it, let alone free understand? And you can't hit the teacher, you know? Not even a black teacher!"

A black line was drawn across Dong Yan's head, and suddenly he realized that the boss in front of him was a bit like a Tang monk, no wonder Wu Kong is Wukong, damn it all makes sense!

"Thank you Brother Yu." Forced to smile, Dong Yan saw that Yan Xiaoyu's expression softened before he dared to speak.

Yan Xiaoyu turned around and wanted to get in the car to rest for a while, but suddenly turned around again, which shocked Dong Yan: "...By the way, don't tell Li Yibo who I am, you just It is said that my bones are strange and shocking, that I have reached the point of perfection in a series of kung fu such as Jiuyin White Bone Claw and Sunflower Acupuncture Hand, let alone a dozen people, even a hundred people can't hurt me!"

Dong Yan was very sensible and didn't ask why. It was indeed a bit strange that an ordinary teacher from a prestigious school turned out to be a member of a gangster, but he was not curious. After all, the saying that curiosity killed the cat was not covered.

Leaning lazily against the car window, Yan Xiaoyu squinted his eyes half-closed, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, fragile but trembling slightly.

Sitting next to him, Wu Kong's voice was a little apprehensive: "Brother Yu...are you angry with me?"

Yan Xiaoyu opened his half-squinted eyes, the pure black pupils didn't seem to have a trace of flow, but they were filled with water-like softness: "No, why do you think so?"

"After all, I recruited Dong Yan." Wu Kong smiled wryly.

"It's nothing, I was really angry at first, but thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with you, and there is no express rule in the gang that you can't step on the teacher."

While talking, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly laughed shamelessly.

Wu Kong naturally caught his nervous smile: "What are you laughing at?"

"How many gangsters didn't hate the teacher when they were young?" Yan Xiaoyu uttered a sentence so desperately.

Wu Kong: "......"

In fact, I dreamed of killing him!Wu Kong complained and thought of his primary school teacher irrefutably.

What I remember most clearly is an essay "20 Years Later" in the second grade. At that time, Wu Kong spent one night writing hard and reading loudly in the class the next day:

"20 years later, on a sunny and pouring rainy afternoon, I took my own son, Yu, to drive a Boeing 747 for a walk in the sky (I'm so advanced in technology after 20 years!), at this time I suddenly I found a moving point on the ground (Did you think your eyes are infrared with night vision goggles?), so I quickly took out the microscope and looked down through the clouds (Did you think that moving point? Is the point bacteria?): It was an old man with a dark complexion, sunken eyes, staggering steps, and ragged clothes. It seemed that he hadn’t eaten for many days, and his lips were trembling slightly. Your microscope is from the Shenma brand? Is it Liby?) Sympathy suddenly flooded, I parked the Boeing 747 at the corner of the street, and rushed to him like flying with my son.

My son was just as promiscuous as me, so he took out a watch worth 100000000000 and threw it in front of the old man and said noblely and glamorously: "This is for you." He is the super president who controls the economic lifeline of the universe!

"...Thank you." An old voice sounded, and I was taken aback for a moment, what the hell is this voice so similar to Teacher Huang from my primary school?

"You are Teacher Huang?" I asked in surprise.

"Yeah." The old man in front of me sighed leisurely, but I was a bit of a 30-year-old Hexi 30-year-old, oh hehehehe, this is the end of being a teacher! "

It was this composition that caused me to stand outside the classroom for two days!Wu Kong's complexion became a little gloomy, but he felt helpless. How many decades will it take for Lao Tzu's 20 years to come true?

Yan Xiaoyu, who had already closed his eyes and started to doze off, was naturally unaware of Wu Kong's series of mental activities.

When he woke up, the van stopped at the door of his house, Yan Xiaoyu smiled at Wu Kong and got out of the car.

The next day when he was walking to the school gate, a Mercedes-Benz suddenly drove by, and the wheels ran over puddles, and all the water splashed on Yu Xiaoyu's body without any accident.

Watching the jeans on his body change from light blue to dark blue, Yan Xiaoyu's face changed slightly without any surprise, and his sharp chin was full of cold color.

However, the Mercedes-Benz stopped beside him, and the door was pulled open.

"Teacher Yan, hello." Li Yibo, who was wearing a school uniform and dyed his hair red, looked at Yan Xiaoyu and said lightly, but there was a hint of slyness and a smile in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, when he saw him, Yan Xiaoyu was not angry, but instead smiled softly, there seemed to be something shining brightly in the beautiful water eyes, but it was a little dark because of the reflection of the sun. Qing: "Hello."

After saying this, he turned and left without a trace.

However, at this time, Li Yibo spoke slowly behind him: "Teacher Yan seems to be in a bad mood! Could it be that something happened?"

The voice is full of Yingying's temptation. But after all, he is a child, so he can't hold his breath at all...

Sure enough, it is a young man who does not commit two crimes.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, but his eyes were still as calm as water. He didn't turn around but stopped in his footsteps: "I met a few ants when I went home yesterday. Obviously I converted to Buddhism and didn't want to kill, but they followed me firmly. Well, if there is a next time, I think that even if the Tathagata Buddha is in front of me, I will trample them to death, because I hate trouble."

The next few words were spoken almost word by word, and a touch of cruelty and cruelty was added to the soft voice, but it was full of calm.

These words were obviously a pun, and Li Yibo's face suddenly turned pale, and his tightly clenched fists were still trembling to express his anger, damn it, this person is really annoying, from the first I hate it the first time I see it!

Dazzling but he wants people to get closer, but his language is always so mean, and his smile is always so dazzling......

After the first period of get out of class, Li Yibo took a lunch box and walked to the door of the seventh class of the eighth grade with a gentle smile on his face, which could almost instantly attract the attention of the girls around him.

With a smile still on his face, he looked at a girl who said in a soft voice: "Senior sister, can you give me a love bento?"

With an unruly appearance and a gentle voice, the girl looked at the junior in front of her, and her eyes almost burst into pink bubbles. I wonder which woman is lucky enough to be favored by this beautiful boy, and the love box is just a hit. It's so cute!

The senior sister looked at Li Yibo with pink bubbles in her eyes and said, "Handsome guy, which girl do you want to give it to?"

The corner of Li Yibo's mouth curled up into a wicked smile, but a golden light flashed in his eyes: "Can you give it to your physical education teacher, please? But..."

His eyes dimmed again, and his voice was choked with sobs: "But please don't tell him that I sent this bento, okay? Because I'm afraid he won't accept it. But you must deliver my love to me. Senpai!"

An ambiguous smile lingered on the corner of his mouth, Li Yibo turned around after saying this, but that smile instantly became bloodthirsty, whispering, this time you are really doomed!

If a teacher is yelling at the students at school, well, it's interesting to think about it......