The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 17 Game Master Poplar
The class group of Class 1 (Second Year) also exploded.

"Fuck, what did I see? Teacher Kong can really sing!"

"A Chinese teacher who knows music, just ask you if you are afraid?"

"He not only understands music, but also mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, biology...it seems that there is nothing he doesn't understand."

"I'll tell you a piece of gossip, Mr. Kong just graduated from a regular three-year college."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? If a third-year graduate has no skills, can he pass Lao Liu's test?"

"Makes sense..."

At the end of the song, Confucius and Mencius stood up.

Seeing everyone's dull eyes, he smiled lightly and walked straight to the door.

As if thinking of something, the moment he opened the door, he suddenly turned his head and said to Zheng Mou and the others: "Class at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, don't be late."

Confucius and Mencius walked for a long time before everyone came back to their senses.

Seeing Zheng Miao's eyes gradually change from intoxicated to resolute, Jia Tiehan said: "Miao Miao, have you decided?"

Zheng Miao nodded and bowed to the other party: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jia, I guess I won't have time to listen to your class in the future."

Jia Tiehan waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, although the guy surnamed Kong is very annoying, but I have to say, he is still a bit capable, you must be more promising if you study with him than with me.

At the beginning, I was willing to teach you because I was moved by your persistence and didn't want to waste a good seedling. "

Zheng Miao bowed again: "...Thank you!"

Confucius and Mencius walked on the road with fast and light steps.

Tonight's plan can be said to be very successful.

The success this time was not only persuading Zheng Miao to return, but also his understanding of the teacher's responsibilities.

A hundred kinds of rice feed a hundred kinds of people, each student is unique, and the corresponding education method cannot be one-size-fits-all.

For example, Zheng Miao, since she is so obsessed with music, why must she kill it?

Blocking is worse than sparse, as long as academic performance does not fall behind, it is a good thing to develop in other areas!

"Teacher, wait...wait for me!"

A kicking and hissing sound sounded from behind, it was Long Aotian.

Confucius asked angrily, "Where did you go just now?"

Long Aotian shook his mobile phone, and said in a slightly breathless tone: "Straight... live broadcast, teacher, you are really amazing, and now the students in the class are all convinced and adored by you, tomorrow's class, be steady gone."

Only then did Kong Meng nod his head, and then he asked in confusion: "That Zheng Miao is very obedient, why do you say she is the most difficult to persuade among the four?"

He originally thought that Zheng Miao was the kind of perverted and dissatisfied little girl, but when he saw her today, no matter what he said or did, he was very polite and decent. In comparison, she looks more like a big sister next door.

Long Aotian rolled his eyes angrily: "Be obedient? That means you really understand music, and you don't know how angry other teachers are by her."

"Oh no?"

"Why not? Some time ago, Teacher Luo Hao also came here to find her. He tried his best to present the facts and reasoned, scolded and reprimanded her. Anyway, he used all kinds of methods, but in the end he was thrown out by her abruptly.

Sister Miao has no personality. She is willing to endure hardships, treats others with courtesy, and is bold and generous. Otherwise, she would not be the big sister in the class, but she is too obsessed with music.

Teacher Kong, you just molested Jia Niangpao so much just now, if it weren't for the song "I Believe", you would have ended up worse than Teacher Luo! "

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Shaking his head, he asked, "Didn't you say there are three other people besides Zheng Miao? Come on, take me to find them."

Long Aotian was taken aback: "Ah? It's enough to convince sister Miao today, why don't the three of them come back another day?"

Kong Meng shook his head: "No, strike while the iron is hot. Every day they are outside, the gap between them and other students in the class will widen by one day. Time waits for no one."

"But……"

"No but, lead the way!"

"All right!"

Long Aotian turned east and west and came to an alley.

Confucius and Mencius saw a line of words composed of small red lights hanging casually on the left door frame: End Internet Cafe!
Long Aotian introduced: "This is the permanent den of the gunman Bai Yang. If you want to find him, you don't even need to use your cell phone. You must come here."

Confucius and Mencius asked, "Why is he nicknamed Gunner?"

Long Aotian smiled mysteriously: "You will know after a while."

Confucius and Mencius stopped talking nonsense and opened the door directly.

Contrary to Kongmeng's expectations, the environment of the Internet cafe at the end point is much better than he expected, at least it does not have the dullness and smoke smell of ordinary Internet cafes.

Walking past rows of monitors, Long Aotian pointed in one direction.

Kong Meng saw a thin young man sitting in a corner, with a keyboard in his left hand and a mouse in his right, staring at the screen intently.

The field of view on the screen is a pair of hands holding a strangely shaped gun, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity fills Kongmeng's heart. This is... crossing the line of fire?
As if to confirm his conjecture, the teenager controls the game character to move forward quickly through the keyboard.

There is a corner ahead, there are enemies!

boom--

Seeing the opponent's operation, Kong Meng was a little dumbfounded.

He saw at the end of the screen, a game character in different clothes seemed to have just raised his head, and he shot from this side, and after only one shot, there was no movement on the other side of the screen.

Two seconds later, the number of kills in the lower right corner here shows +1!

bang bang bang-

Continuous gunfire sounded, and the number of kills was +1, +1, +1 again!

Damn, Confucius and Mencius finally understand why this guy is called a gunner.

This marksmanship is simply 6 to have no friends.

And he shot very fast, sometimes Confucius and Mencius didn't have time to react, the person on the opposite side was already dead.

But just when Confucius and Mencius thought that this guy would kill the Quartet and single out a group, a window suddenly popped up on the screen:
Someone cast a vote.

Purpose: to kick

Reason: see-through plug-in, gun plug-in, wall-through plug-in, automatic aiming plug-in...

Support tickets: 1, 2, 3...29.

Votes against: 1
The window quickly disappears and a message pops up:
Sorry, by voting, you will be forced to leave the room. This vote will not have any bad records for your record, and will not add your bad records due to bad exits.

Then, and then no more.

"Damn, I didn't open it!" Bai Yang angrily slammed the mouse on the table, and then cursed.

Long Aotian walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Bai, calm down, isn't it normal for you to be kicked? If you can finish a game with 30 players like this normally, I will cover the internet fee for next month."

"Xiaolong, why are you here?"

"It's not just me, Teacher Kong is also here, you kid, hurry up and kneel down to salute!"

Only then did Bai Yang notice Kong Meng, and he greeted lazily: "Mr. Kong, are you going to take me to class?"

Kong Meng didn't expect this kid to be more straightforward than himself, and he didn't talk nonsense: "Today, there are 1 students in class (22) of senior two, but you are not there. I hope you will appear in class tomorrow."

Long Aotian hurriedly added in a low voice: "Did you watch the live broadcast just now? Teacher Kong has already conquered Sister Miao."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Why does this sound so ambiguous?

Bai Yang was also obviously stunned for a moment: "Sister Miao? Then... well, I will go to class tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)