The strongest Fuka

Chapter 6 Don't you know how to compose poetry when you are an old man?
"The tyrant is coming!"

Someone in the corridor yelled, and the crowd dispersed in an instant, and they ran back to their respective classrooms as if fleeing for their lives.

But as soon as they returned to their seats, everyone realized that something was wrong.

"The bell didn't ring for class, why are we running?"

"As soon as the tyrant appeared, I couldn't help but want to kneel down and admit my mistake, shit, did I have a mental problem!"

Even the students in other classes had confused expressions on their faces, "Damn, he's not the teacher of our class. What a panic!"

"Whoa, I've embarrassed our class 4!"

"I'm ashamed to stay in Class 5."

……

The tyrant ignored everyone's expressions, and hurried to the third class with his textbooks in his arms, smiling all over his face, "Your math teacher has something to do, I'll take this class."

For a moment, the wailing continued.

"Are you... are you protesting?" The tyrant suddenly asked quietly.

Everyone fell silent instantly, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

In less than three seconds, the class bell finally rang, and the tyrant smiled with satisfaction and walked onto the podium.

In fact, the young male mathematics teacher changed tomorrow's class only under his "friendly" persuasion, and it is said that he left the school crying...

Opening the textbook, the tyrant glanced at Tang Bao from the corner of his eye.

This kid is still sleeping with his head buried!
He couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and moved away silently.

This scene was noticed by He Changan, and he bit his lips tightly resentfully, looking very unwilling.

"It's not fair! It's not fair!"

"Why can Tang Bao sleep while I can't?"

"Isn't it just being able to compose poetry? Isn't it just composing poetry? Can't I? Do you think I can't? Ah!!!"

Unknowingly, most of the class was over, and many students yawned again and again, watching the tyrant dancing and dancing on the podium with dull eyes.

The tyrant asked passionately, "Is it right?", and the students answered "Yes" feebly.

The tyrant asked in a full tone, "Is that so?" The students answered "Yes" with dull faces.

Anyway, you have a dark face, and we recognize everything you say.

Time really feels like years...

"He Chang'an! Are you sleeping?" the tyrant suddenly yelled.

He Changan almost fell off the bench, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the tyrant approaching with a gloomy face.

Fuck!No one reminded me!

"I didn't, I didn't sleep!" He Changan frantically grabbed the book and stood up, stammering in denial.

"Didn't sleep? Okay, you answer this question." The tyrant's face remained unchanged.

He also proved one thing at the same time, if you want to sleep in my class, you can, but you must have the confidence!

The requirements are not high, and the literary quality must at least be affirmed by me!

Everyone looked at him, just like they looked at Tang Bao in the last class.

He Changan was suddenly full of pride.

Isn't it just poetry?

Do you really think that Lao Tzu is a rice bucket?

Tang Bao, just wait and see how my brother crushes you!
So he listened carefully to what the tyrant said later, and was ready to pretend at any time-"My request is not high, I don't need you to write a famous piece like Tang Bao, you just recite the famous piece left by the poet before his death That's it."

As soon as the tyrant said this, many people around him cried out.

Damn, it's so simple.

He Changan is really lucky.

The tyrant is a good man!

Dad, can you ask me the same question later?
……

He Changan was dumbfounded.

Damn it, why should Tang Bao compose his own poems, but I have to recite them?
Is this really undemanding?This clearly wants Lao Tzu's life!
Poem saint?Who is the poet?
I only know big wet boobs!

He Chang'an looked at the tyrant without tears.

The tyrant smiled rarely, "Please start your performance."

"Old, teacher, I won't..." He Changan said weakly.

"No? If you don't, just roll to the back and stand there!!!"

When the tyrant got angry, the ground trembled three times!

The smile just disappeared in an instant, and the temperature in the room dropped instantly. At this moment, the shivering students finally had some sense of reality.

The Tyrant is finally back!

Each animal immediately looked at He Changan sympathetically.

Dude, you can't be so short and weak!

He Changan almost spat out a mouthful of blood, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and get in.

I wanted to imitate Tang Bao and pretend to be awesome, but unexpectedly he ended up pretending to be stupid.

Dear dad, you don't want your son to die young, so hurry up and change my class!
Dragging his body in a mess, He Changan was about to go to stand in the back row, and he couldn't help looking at Tang Bao, as if he was not angry at the tyrant's injustice, why Tang Bao could sleep - damn it!
He Changan was dumbfounded.

Where is Tang Bao sleeping? He is clearly flipping through his textbook and taking notes, looking like a good student.

At this time, I looked over inadvertently... I looked over...

The eyes of the two met in an instant.

At this moment, He Changan suddenly felt like a dead dog.

You surnamed Tang, you're not kind!

Wake up and don't talk to me!

"What are you still doing? Go back and stand!!!"

……

Finally, it was time for school to leave in the afternoon. As soon as the tyrant left, the whole class retreated.

He Chang'an stood at the door and looked at Tang Bao resentfully, and fled in shame and indignation without looking back.

Tang Bao didn't notice this guy at all. He was leisurely packing his schoolbag and preparing to go downstairs to find Shasha when there were fewer people. Who knew that the tyrant looked like a thief at this time and came looking for him.

"Tang Bao? Tang Bao? Here, here." The tyrant winked carefully.

"Uh, do you have something to do?" Tang Bao looked around for a long time and finally found out that the person who called him was actually a tyrant. After following him to the empty office, he said with a twitch.

The tyrant hesitated for a moment, Tang Bao almost turned his head and walked away.

Brother, your black and fat physique is really not suitable for acting like a baby!
"Ahem, I want to ask about your short poem..."

"Ok?"

"This poem is really shocking, but it should have a name..."

"a generation."

"A generation? What a name!"

"Any thing else?"

"Ahem, Tang Bao, look, I have a teacher in the Kyoto Daily, and I plan to—"

"It's up to you."

"Huh? You trust me so much? Wow, I'm so touched. In the future, if you have anything to do, you can come to me. I still have a bit of face."

"...Brother, did you mix society before you became a teacher?"

"Ahem—it's getting late, I'm leaving first."

……

Watching the tyrant flee in a hurry, Tang Bao twitched the corner of his mouth.

This dude couldn't have been a gangster before, right?
But what's so embarrassing about it?

Feeling baffled, Tang Bao couldn't figure out the story. He smiled and shook his head and went downstairs to look for Shasha.

"Why are you here so late today? I went to your class to look for you and you weren't there?" Shasha finally found Tang Bao, with complaints and curiosity in her tone.

"The head teacher is looking for me." Tang Bao smiled and greeted him.

"Head teacher? It's that tyrant. You won't do anything wrong, right? I heard that the students who committed crimes under his hands will end badly. Do you want my dad to come forward?" Shasha suddenly worried.

"What can I do? I'm a good student." Tang Bao waved his hand and smiled casually.

Miyoshi student?

If He Changan heard this, I don't know if he would use a knife to find Tang Bao desperately.

"Is it really all right? Then what is he asking you for?" Shasha was a little nervous.

"Just caring about me." Tang Bao revealed the matter in a few words, making Rusha forget what he wanted to ask.

"Let's go." Tang Bao didn't brag about his blockbuster deeds in class, he greeted, and the two went home side by side.

……

"He Shasha? Haha. What a coincidence!"

At the crossroads, a heavy motorcycle parked roughly beside Tang Bao and Sha Sha, and the piercing sound of brakes caused everyone to stare in horror.

Tang Bao glanced at it but didn't pay attention.

The car is good, but the driving skills are hard to describe.

"Li Mingya?" Shasha didn't know the identity of the person until the person sitting at the back of the motorcycle took off his helmet.

Although the person driving in front didn't take off his helmet, after opening his mask, Shasha clearly recognized him.

The other party is two brothers and sisters of the Li family, who both know Shasha, but the relationship between the two parties is limited to family friends.

Because these two brothers and sisters often hang out with He Changan's gang of second generations, and they don't follow the same path as Shasha, that's why Shasha looks a little confused. Why are these two brothers and sisters, who usually just nod and befriend each other, so enthusiastic today?

"Are you okay?"

Immediately after seeing the actions of Li Mingya's brother and sister, Shasha's face darkened faintly.

Tang Bao didn't seem to sense the curious gazes of the siblings opposite him, and continued to look away blankly in a daze.

Today's Fuqua is gone... gone... life is so boring...

(End of this chapter)