Let you teach, you play games with the worst class?

I always feel that there is something that I have overlooked.

After thinking about it for a while, and still being puzzled, Ren Yan casually threw the charged mobile phone on the bedside table.

Things that can be forgotten by oneself are definitely not important!

With such a mentality, Ren Yan fell asleep very steadily.

......

No. [-] Middle School, in the teacher's office.

Encore packed her lunch box, full of anticipation.

My class will start in a while. I believe that with the help of Teacher Ren this time, I will definitely be able to impress my classmates beyond being a star.

Afterwards, relying on her own intelligence, she learned the teaching skills of Teacher Ren, and she didn't believe that she couldn't beat the gangsters in Class Nine!

With this thought in mind, Anke felt relaxed.

Looking at the messy empty table opposite, he helped to clean it up.

The table opposite Encore belonged to Ren Yan. As two program contestants, their tables were naturally arranged together.

'Well, when the next teacher comes, I should be in a good mood after seeing such a clean table, and the mood and state of helping me to attend class will definitely be even better! '

Anke nodded in satisfaction, and then wiped it again with a cloth.

Seeing Anke like this, the other substitute teachers exchanged glances, filled with astonishment.

A popular star actually helped a man he had never met to clean the table, and still smiled so happily? !

Is this the rhythm of gossip? !

Girl, you are not in love!

Substitute teachers feel that they have eaten a big melon!They wanted to take out their mobile phones and turn into paparazzi.

But one of the male teachers heard a broken heart.

Made, obviously I was the one who spoke first!

......

After waiting for a while, Anke inevitably became a little anxious, and took out his phone to check the time.

13: 10.

It's already one o'clock in the afternoon, and the class starts at two o'clock. Why hasn't Teacher Ren come yet?

Anke didn't know why, so he could only keep guessing in his heart.

Did Teacher Ren just eat?It's a bit late to eat at one o'clock, but it's quite normal.

Or is he on his way to school?

Or prepare lessons at home, before going to school?

All kinds of thoughts drifted through Anke's head, and she frequently took out her mobile phone to send a message or make a voice call to Ren Yan.

But they were all stopped by her abruptly.

If the other party is already on the way, it would be impolite to call like this.

Anke was full of entanglements.

After another 10 minutes, Anke couldn't sit still anymore.

Frequently going in and out of the office, standing at the door and looking around, looking forward to Ren Yan's arrival.

Every time a person appeared around the corner, she had expectations, and then turned into disappointment.

Another 10 minutes passed, and there were only 10 minutes left before class time. Encore finally decided not to sit still!

She's going to take the initiative!

[Enke: Teacher Ren, class is about to start, where are you? 】

no reply...

[Enke: Teacher Ren, you are not sleeping, are you? 】

Still haven't returned...

[Enke: Teacher Ren, if you can't do what you promised others, you're a puppy! 】

still no reply...

One by one information input, one minute and one second passed.

Five minutes later, Encore still didn't get any reply.

In the last breath, Anke angrily made a voice call.

[Beep beep...., the user you are contacting may not be with the phone, please call again later..]

Encore was dumbfounded, and the bell for class rang.

Looking at the interface of the phone that automatically hangs up, Anke wants to cry but has no tears.

She felt like she was being let go!

It's the first time someone has released a pigeon for me when I grow up so big!

An Ke wanted to cry, but then she thought of another possibility.

Teacher Ren, are you already in Class Nine? !

With this thought in mind, An Kefei rushed to Class Nine.

......

Class nine

All the students were consciously lying on the table to catch up on sleep, only a few students who had enough sleep were chatting nonsense.

After seeing Encore, they all waved to Encore.

"Mr. An is good."

An Ke ignored the group of students, glanced around and asked, "Ren Yan, where is Teacher Ren!"

The students were taken aback: "Teacher Ren, Teacher Ren's class is tomorrow."

"No, Ren Yan promised to teach you guys with me today!" An Ke suddenly felt aggrieved.

However, as soon as these words came out, the students in Class Nine immediately sat up, and they sat up in shock as they were dying.

"What? Teacher Ren is going to class with you?! Is this true?"

"Yeah, we just agreed yesterday!" Anke nodded: "But this bastard ignored me! He didn't reply to his messages, he didn't answer his calls! What is he going to do!"

Anke felt a little crazy.

The students were happy: "Teacher An, don't worry, he may not pick you up, let's call him!"

After all, a group of students took out their mobile phones in front of Encore, and those who sent messages sent messages, and those who made voice calls made voice calls.

There are also some skinny guys who stood with Encore and opened the video.

Then...

After 10 minutes, no one contacted Ren Yan.

It wasn't until now that Anke was convinced that he had really been let down by Ren Yan.

She couldn't help but feel a great grievance. She was looking forward to it so much today, but that bastard let the pigeons go so casually, and didn't reply at all.

If you don't want to come, you have to send a message to tell me, what's the point of ignoring it!

Tears began to roll in Anke's eyes, and she couldn't help sobbing: "Ren Wang Wang, you are a bastard!"

Seeing this, the students in Class Nine consoled each other.

The netizens and judges in the live broadcast room were all dumbfounded.

"Fuck me, what's going on?!!!"

Chapter 13 Hey, this melon is delicious! 【Favorites, monthly pass, recommendation, follow-up~】

In the live broadcast room of Class Nine.

All the netizens were almost dumbfounded when they saw Encore's operation.

Question marks flew across the screen.

"I'm going? What's the situation? Why does it feel like Goddess An has been let down by a heartless man?! It's only been a day!"

"I won't listen, I won't listen! I, Goddess An, can't fall in love!"

"I heard this. It's Mr. An who was let go by Mr. Ren, and it seems to be very decisive?!"

"Come on, Mr. Ren is really a role model for us! Let the goddess's pigeon go as soon as you say it?!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Ren, happy to mention the pet name, Ren Wangwang."

"Ren Wangwang is too pretty."

"Is this the classroom for high school students now? It's so fun! You can still eat melons!"

"Currently only Class Nine can eat melons. The other classes are very normal. Well, in short, they are very boring."

"Agreed, I just ran over from the other players, and I fell asleep after hearing it."

"By the way, is there a possibility that Mr. Ren didn't come because he was reported for beating the rich second generation yesterday?"

"No, I went to the official website today, and Teacher Ren's name is still listed. If it is reported, it must have been offline."

"Then, does Teacher Ren let Goddess An's pigeons go on purpose?"

"In Class Nine, we can always learn different skills, laugh to death."

"Yes, I have learned the technique of making a goddess cry very well..."

...

The live broadcast room was full of bullet screens, and the netizens were enjoying themselves. At the same time, the number of viewers was also soaring, breaking through one million in a short while.

However, the atmosphere in the director's room was a bit awkward.

The judges didn't expect that after yesterday's live broadcast 'accident', a new 'accident' happened today, and these two accidents were actually related to Ren Yan.

They suddenly realized that hearing the name Ren Yan now made their flesh ache.

This guy doesn't follow the rules at all!

The host He Bing coughed twice, breaking the dullness in the studio: "Ahem, hello, audience friends, welcome to lock on "The Strongest Teacher" again, we can see now that the courses of other contestants have all progressed. It's on the right track, but there seems to be a little accident here in class nine."

"Teacher Ren, who should have promised Teacher An to attend the class together, now released Teacher An's pigeon, which made Teacher An's mood a little unstable. I wonder how the judges think about this matter?"

The atmosphere was awkward for a while, and no one wanted to comment first. This kind of scene was completely beyond their comprehension.

But soon, Ke Ji, a master of game psychology, took over the host's words: "If everything happens according to Encore's expectations, then I believe that Class Nine should have been taken by Encore by now."

"It's a very smart way to bring Ren Yan, who has already won Class [-], to class together. Class [-] students will also slowly transfer their feelings for Ren Yan to Encore. This is definitely a very clever method. "

"It's just that An Ke didn't catch Ren Yan, it was a bit sloppy, but we can't deny that An Ke is a very smart girl."

"I actually think that this wave of Encore may be on the second floor." Kong Liwei, a doctor of behavioral psychology, received it with a smile.

"Second floor?" The host was puzzled, and the other judges also looked at each other.

"Yes, I don't know if you have noticed that since Encore started to feel wronged, the students in Class Nine have started to comfort each other. This is definitely the best opportunity to draw in the relationship between the two parties."

"And Encore's performance is just right. Haven't you noticed that the students are already caring about Encore from the bottom of their hearts?"

"I believe that after this class, Anke can easily talk to the students. At least now they have a common topic, Ren Wangwang."

"Hiss..." Hearing what Kong Liwei said, all the judges felt chills behind them.

Unexpectedly, there are so many doorways in such a simple accident.

This made them re-examine the aggrieved and tearful Encore in the live broadcast room.

And then they found out...

Anke may have been really wronged, after all, she was crying so realistically, if it was an acting, it would definitely be a queen-level acting.