What should I do if it catches fire before I debut?

After Cheng Wenhua finished speaking, he sat down on the podium, and everyone below fell silent.

Zhao Bo and Sun Xiaoxue started to collect their homework.

Soon.

Zhao Bo came to Lin Nan and patted the table: "Homework is handed in."

He looked at Lin Nan with a loud voice.

Yan Dabao next to him looked at Lin Nan sympathetically.

Others also looked at Lin Nan with worried or gloating or watching the excitement.

"Did not bring."

"If you don't bring it, you don't write it."

Zhao Bo grinned, then turned his head and looked at the podium.

"teacher!"

"Lin Nan didn't do his homework!"

Chapter 167 Are you the teacher of that genius young poet?

As soon as Zhao Bo's words went out.

Sun Xiaoxue, who was working in another group, heard this and looked at Lin Nan worriedly.

The others also looked at Lin Nan one by one.

Cheng Wenhua on the podium held the bamboo stick in his hand, frowned, and stared at Lin Nan's face with burning eyes.

"Lin Nan, right? He didn't do his homework."

Cheng Wenhua nodded: "Come on, what are you waiting for?"

"Could it be possible to wait for me to treat you to dinner?"

He finished speaking.

Lin Nan got up from his seat and walked to the podium.

"I'm going to be beaten."

"Old Ben looks very angry."

"This Lin Nan is too unlucky..."

The students below discussed in a low voice.

Sun Xiaoxue was worried.

Zhao Bo had a smile on his face.

Yan Dabao was a little afraid to look at it.

Cheng Wenhua's bamboo strips are the nightmare of many students in Class Seven.

When he got to the podium, he stood in front of Cheng Wenhua.

"Not at all?"

Cheng Wenhua stood up, holding the bamboo strip in his hand, and swiped it twice in mid-air.

Bamboo strips streaked through the air, bringing up the sound of wind.

"I didn't write..."

Lin Nan bit the bullet and responded.

Although I was well prepared, I was still very nervous before being beaten.

Lin Nan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He held out his hand, palm up.

Lin Nan had been beaten before, and his memory was still fresh, and the pain was simply terrifying.

But I chose not to do my homework, and I chose to be beaten, even if I was kneeling, I still had to finish the beating.

Anyway, the choice is made by oneself, and the consequences must be borne by oneself.

Lin Nan has this awareness.

"Lin Nan, since you entered my class in the first year of high school, I always thought that you should be a serious and hard-working student."

"But now it's the third year of high school, it's the third year of high school! You're already in the third year of high school, and you still don't focus on your studies, and you don't even do your homework for the whole summer vacation?"

"You really let the teacher down, you are not only sorry for yourself, you are also sorry for the parents who sent you to school, you know that!"

Cheng Wenhua lamented his misfortune and was angry with him for not fighting.

Then he raised his hand sharply.

With his eyes closed, Lin Nan could hear the sound of all the students under the podium gasping for air.

His heart trembled, just as he was about to meet a tingling pain.

But don't want to.

The bamboo stick raised high by Cheng Wenhua fell down gently.

It just lightly patted Lin Nan's palm.

no pain...

Even a little itchy?

"All right."

Cheng Wenhua took back the bamboo strips.

Lin Nan opened his eyes, and what he saw was his tired and helpless face.

"Teacher, you won't hit me?"

Lin Nan was stunned.

"What's the use of me beating you? If beating you can make you do your homework honestly, study honestly, and get into college smoothly, I wish I could beat you every day."

Cheng Wenhua was not in a good mood: "I'm already in my third year of high school!"

"You think teacher, I want to beat you? I don't want you to be successful, but I can't help you if you lie down on your own."

Cheng Wenhua was a little annoyed, and waved his hand: "That's it, go down."

"But Lin Nan, remember the fear that arose in your heart the moment I raised my hand just now, and think about why you study."

After he finished speaking, he looked around again, looking at the students below who were looking at him one by one.

He simply dropped the bamboo stick.

"I was going to scare you one last time today, but now I'm fine. I never thought that there would be a summer vacation without doing homework. It's not interesting. I lost all interest in scaring you all of a sudden."

"There must be unfinished work below you, and there must be homework that has been copied."

"But the teacher just wants to tell you that you can fool me and me, but you can't fool yourself or your future."

"Now study by yourself and read by yourself."

When Cheng Wenhua finished speaking, he answered the phone.

"Hello, Principal Yu."

"Okay, then I'll go there right away."

"Okay, come now."

Cheng Wenhua hung up the phone, asked Sun Xiaoxue to take care of the discipline, and then went out.

"I'm sorry, deputy squad leader, I didn't get a board."

Lin Nan returned to his seat and looked at Zhao Bo who was still standing beside the seat.

The expression on Zhao Bo's face was very twisted.

He listened to Lin Nan's words, and after glaring at Lin Nan, he returned to his seat.

"You didn't copy your homework, and you weren't beaten?"

Seeing Lin Nan sitting back in his seat, Yan Dabao's chubby face was full of sadness.

"Then you want me to be beaten?" Lin Nan glanced at him.

"No... I'm just... just thinking, why should I copy all night..."

"Then I copied it for nothing."

Yan Dabao felt sad just thinking about it.

"It's not in vain."

Lin Nan comforted him: "It still works."

"What does it do?"

"Let you understand that being handsome is not only good for food, but also good luck."

"!!!"

Yan Dabao was sad there.

Cheng Wenhua was on his way to the principal's office at the moment, and his heart was somewhat complicated.

Another year of high school.

Another batch of students will be sent away.

However, the performance of this year's students is really a bit poor.

Especially that Lin Nan!

I didn't write my homework, and I didn't know what to do in the future.

Cheng Wenhua went to the door of the principal's office and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Hearing the headmaster's voice, he pushed open the door and walked in.

"Principal, what can I do for you?"

Cheng Wenhua walked in, only to find that there were still two people in the principal's office.

An older student, but with an air of old pedantry, was sitting on a chair, rubbing his buttocks from time to time.

The other one is a little younger, and looks very imposing from top to bottom.

"Wenhua is here, come, come, let me introduce you."

Principal Yu over there got up and greeted Cheng Wenhua warmly: "This is Teacher Gu Chunbo. He is the leader of the Chinese team of Xiacheng No. [-] Middle School and the chairman of the Xiacheng Modern Poetry Association."

"This is Principal Sun Zhaojun, the principal of Xiacheng No. [-] Middle School."

After Principal Yu finished speaking, he introduced Gu Chunbo and Sun Zhaojun: "Cheng Wenhua, he is the head teacher of the child you are looking for."

"Teacher Cheng Wenhua is a famous teacher in our school, and there are quite a few Qingbei students who have come out of him."

Principal Yu gave an introduction.

Cheng Wenhua was still a little confused.

Xiacheng No. [-] Middle School.

Cheng Wenhua naturally knew about this school, it was a top high school in the whole province.

And these two in front of them actually have the principal of Xiacheng No. [-] Middle School?

Could it be that they came to poach me to be a teacher?

But the kid he was talking about... who was it?

Cheng Wenhua hadn't figured it out yet, but Gu Chunbo over there had already stepped forward with a look of excitement.

He grabbed Cheng Wenhua's hand immediately.