Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

Otherwise, Song Yu's brain is easy to use, he should be the first student in this group to notice Lu Ze's embarrassing situation.

Therefore, I chose an excellent entry point at the first time, starting with Pei Feng, the son of Pei Haochu, who was well-known and well-known, to give everyone present a beautiful step.

Sure enough, the scheming Pei Haochu understood his son's intention the moment Pei Feng looked at him.

Smiling, he picked up the wine glass in his hand, and lightly touched Lu Ze who was sitting next to him in the main seat.

"Ms. Lu, in fact, I have been deliberately cultivating Feng'er's ability in this area in the past few years. This kid is stupid! But his only luck is that he met you and such an excellent classmate in the second year of high school."

"Song Yu and Feng'er's words just now woke me up. This store, if you are busy with the students' homework and have no time, I think it's better to give it to Feng'er to manage it independently. As for what he said Let the children try boldly for those transformation ideas.”

Pei Haochu smiled and took a sip of his wine, then turned his glass towards the students of Class [-] on the dining table.

"Students, I have been listening to Feng'er for a while. You are all very good students. Wu, you are very talented in music. Liu, isn't it Feng'er who is proficient in the Internet? Are they talented? As for the others, they all have their own special skills."

"Today, that's the end of the conversation, uncle has a heartless request...".

Pei Haochu drank the wine in the glass with a smile, and looked around at everyone present.

"I hope that on the premise of not delaying the students' studies, we can gather everyone together. Uncle will provide you with a small stage called DawnBistro. Together with Feng'er, you can sway and release your youth to your heart's content. The result is not important at all. , the most important thing is that you can all learn something more or less in this process, how about it?"

The moment he finished speaking, Pei Haochu turned his head to look at Lu Ze.

This corner was finally turned perfectly by him.

Now, no matter from any point of view, DawnBistro's gift has become extremely reasonable.

Lu Ze smiled, and after a long silence, he asked a few students in the class in a deep voice.

"What do you think?"

"Actually, it's quite interesting to have such an opportunity...", "I'm really looking forward to what this open-dining style literary and artistic restaurant will look like after it is built...".

One after another voices came from the mouths of the students.

After seeing this scene, Lu Ze finally stopped being entangled. He drank the wine in his glass with a smile, put down the glass and said softly, "Okay!"

. The night sky began to flicker at this moment.

As a teacher, he really needs to consider many, many things.

He has always been a person who does not play cards according to common sense. This is the case in the past, and it is the same today.

But among all these risky decisions and bold implementation methods, the most important core has never changed.

That is, try your best, do your best, and give them a chance, or a stage.

In the future, what kind of brilliance can be jumped out depends entirely on the individual.

Do not force, do not restrain.Do not pluck seedlings, do not suppress.

The key points are awakened, supported by the cliff.

This is the teacher's way that Lu Ze upholds.

It is also the thing he can do after doing it all over again, the most in line with his heart.

Chapter 133 So What About Danger?people have to learn to repay

DawnBistro, a well-known western restaurant built on the top of Lutai Mountain in Rongcheng City, suddenly transformed into a social practice base for students in Class 23 of Senior High School.

For the rest of the evening, the students present had a lively discussion about the renovation plan and staffing of the restaurant.

In the end, Song Yu was confirmed as the store manager, in charge of the daily operation of the restaurant.Pei Feng, Qin Wan and Shen Cheng are in charge of the design and renovation of the restaurant, Wu Naiwen is in charge of music and resident singing, Tan Jiaping is in charge of logistics......

The other students were also assigned corresponding tasks according to their specialties.

Let everyone participate, is everyone's consensus.

As for the later effects, Lu Ze and Pei Haochu didn't care at all, but the students were gearing up for it.

In the "Lu Ze job-hopping incident" some time ago, they proved to the outside world that their group of people is not a bunch of useless scumbags.

Then this time taking over DawnBistro, they also want to prove to the outside world that not only are we not useless, but even!I will do better than you and stand higher!

The moonlight gradually faded along with the discussions among the students one after another.

This night, which heralded a new start, after seven or eight hours of sound sleep, finally pushed the day forward to December 12.

The last day of 2010.

The first decade of the 21st century.

Written in Luo Wanxing's notepad, it was like a day of nightmare...

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the dawn dawned.

Sitting together in the breakfast shop, Lu Ze and Luo Wanxing still ordered their favorite soy milk fritters.

While waiting for the cooking time, Luo Wanxing tied her hair behind her into a bun and asked Lu Ze with a smile.

"Is it okay to ask for leave?"

"Don't worry, we will leave on time at one o'clock in the afternoon, and I will buy you delicious food."

Lu Ze replied with a smile, poured some wolfberry tea from the thermos, and took a sip.

"I don't have class this morning, I'll sit in your class."

"Then you take me to eat the fried noodles at the snack street at noon, how about it?"

"Row!"

This girl, why is she a little abnormal today...

Lu Ze muttered something in his heart, then smiled and started eating.

Acacia Lane, after Tan Jiaping washed his sister's face, he quietly settled the new nanny at home, then picked up his schoolbag and ran out the door.

Life is really starting to get better.

In fact, I have only been in the thirteenth class for a week, but what I feel cannot be measured simply by the length of time.

In order to save himself, the teacher who led a group of students into Zhao Qi's factory without hesitation, not only maintained his dignity all the time, but also hired a nanny to take care of his sister.

Those students who have to travel across most of the city every night after their self-study to go to Japonica Alley, rain or shine, bring all kinds of snacks, magazines and gifts, chat and laugh with their sisters, happily ending the boring and desperate day.

They didn't do anything, just because the girl living in the small courtyard was his sister, Tan Jiaping, and he, Tan Jiaping, was a member of class [-]...

These are all things that really happened to him, which made him finally understand what a sense of existence is, what is...

Belonging!

……

The last class on the morning of the 31st is Chinese.

When get out of class was about to end, Lu Ze answered a phone call, hung up the phone and glanced at the back of the classroom.

"Zhao Li, Xu Fei, Tan Jiaping, the three of you will go to the school gate. The grade has ordered a batch of learning materials, and ask a few people from each class to claim them. Remember to count the number."

The three boys stood up from their seats one by one, nodded to Lu Ze and walked out of the classroom.

The time is 11:30 noon.

There are still 15 minutes until get out of class ends.

On the last day of 2010, almost halfway through the time, sleet began to fall, which is rare in Chengdu.

The cold and humid air was wrapped in fine snow particles like coarse salt, and it was poured into the necks of several people one after another.

This son of a bitch weather!

Xu Fei shrank his neck and cursed secretly, and took out a cigarette from Zhao Li's pocket, but found nothing.

"It's over, I have to buy it myself!"

Zhao Li gave him an angry look.

Xu Fei shrugged, stretched out two fingers towards Tan Jiaping and shook them.

Tan Jiaping grinned, "Eh, I've finished smoking too...".

"How about this?" Tan Jiaping stood up the collar of his school uniform, "I'm going to buy cigarettes, you two count first, and I'll come and help you move back later."

"Okay! Give me the whole bag of Tashan!"

Xu Fei was about to take money out of his pocket while talking, Tan Jiaping waved his hand, turned around and walked quickly to the school gate.

The sky was very dark because of the rain.In the icy and condensed atmosphere, Tan Jiaping walked into a large supermarket at the gate of No. 23 Middle School with a sigh of relief.

Thinking of moving things later, he decided to buy a few bottles of water first.

After bypassing a few shelves of daily necessities, Tan Jiaping, who walked to the beverage area, was about to take a few bottles of Coke from the top of the shelf. Just when he stood on tiptoe, he heard the voice of a man with an unattractive appearance on the phone beside him. .

"Okay, I see. I'll wait for him at Nanfeng Lane at 12 o'clock. You and Mr. Wei's people are optimistic about the school. If he doesn't come over from my side, you can do it directly."

The man's voice had a strong Northwest accent, probably because he felt that it was very different from Southwest Mandarin. Few people in Rongcheng could understand it. The man didn't care about the occasion, and he didn't deliberately suppress the volume.

However, what he didn't know was that the thin boy in school uniform beside him had spent his entire elementary school in Northwest China.

Every word and every sentence he said, the boy could hear clearly, and there was no pressure to understand.

Therefore, after hearing extremely sensitive words such as "wait, do it", Tan Jiaping deliberately slowed down the movements of his hands, pretending to listen unconsciously.

"Be sure to be cautious and try to solve the problem once. 50 yuan, this Boss Zhao is really generous. If you ask me, this teacher's head is not worth so much money, haha...".

The man's deep and dry voice echoed softly among the shelves.

The boy with his hand hanging over the Coke suddenly froze at a certain moment.

If he heard correctly, the man next to him said "President Wei...boss Zhao...teacher...".

The three phrases that should have nothing to do with each other but are inextricably linked instantly came together in the boy's mind.

In the past few days, familiar and painful and unforgettable experiences resurfaced before my eyes frame by frame.

50……

Heh...50....

Tan Jiaping next to the shelf swallowed his saliva, tried his best to stabilize his emotions, took a bottle of Coke from the shelf, and walked steadily towards the cashier.

Checkout, pay, get out.

Continue to maintain the state of no incident and walk towards the gate of No. 23 middle school.

This journey is only a few tens of meters long, but countless possibilities emerged in Tan Jiaping's mind.

Find Teacher Lu, call the police, and report to the school...

All kinds of choices almost burst his head.

The usually calm and calm boy suddenly realized that at this moment, he had lost all judgment and ability to choose.

The only remaining idea is too simple to add.

He has to stop!

No matter what, stop it!

We must ensure his safety, we must not let him walk into Nanfeng Lane, we must not let the people who have infiltrated the school hurt him...

messy, messy...

The boy who felt that his facial expression had gradually become numb, the moment his feet stepped into the school gate.

He started running fast.

Accompanied by the ringing bell for the end of get out of class, with the waves of people pouring out of the classroom, and with the sound of cold wind whizzing past my ears.

In the direction of the teacher's office not far away, Tan Jiaping almost exhausted all his strength and ran away.

The gust of wind mixed with snow particles poured into his mouth one after another.

In the boy's chest, it was like countless thin needles stabbing fiercely.

However, he didn't care about these at all, even if what was pouring into his mouth was something more difficult to bear than rain and snow, he would not stop a step.

From the school gate to the teacher's office, it is about 200 meters, and there are three floors on the way.

For teenagers aged 5 or [-], it takes about [-] minutes to run away at full speed.

Time, for today's teenagers, is the most precious thing.

He didn't dare to delay for a second, a second later, many things might be turned upside down.