Xueba God-level system

As a last resort, Yang Zelin glanced at her hastily, and then sent out questionnaires to other people.

The reason why he wants to do this is not to arouse the suspicion of others.

Soon, more than 20 students in the cram school completed this "meaningful" answer sheet, and the students in the first row of each group were responsible for collecting it and handing it over to Yang Zelin.

He glanced at Zhang Fan, and his eyes showed that it was done.

The two reached a consensus. Now that we have the girl's contact information, the next thing will be easy to handle, as long as we have a long-term plan.

As soon as Zhang Fan pushed open the door, a majestic murderous aura surged unscrupulously around.

"What a strong aura, who could it be?" The students were all discussing, waiting for the perfect arrival of a good show.

After the white mist dissipated amiably, a man filled the air.

Seeing that his bones are exquisite, and his hairstyle is as shiny as the gambling god Chow Yun-fat, it is not necessary to guess that he must be the supreme leader of the 22 classes, the head teacher.

"You, what are you going to do, tell you, don't come here?" Yang Zelin was already frightened and retreated again and again, but despite this, he still had a belief in not admitting defeat that filled his bones.

Even if he stutters, so what, it's not just a superficial symbol, everything depends on his strength.

On today's battlefield, either you die or the other dies. If you don't fight, you will lose. It is impossible to tell the winner.

Yang Zelin panicked and picked up the stationery box of a classmate in the front row, waved it in the air, and put on a Poss, which looked quite decent, although there was still a little gap from the handsome guy.

He picked up an eraser and threw it at the teacher.

Of course, Yang Zelin missed the shot and was thrown into the dark corridor.

"Ah, give me a punch." The teacher showed his real kung fu as soon as he came up, and he really started to fight when he didn't agree with each other.

If Zhang Fan hadn't pulled him away, that punch would probably hit Yang Zelin's chest, and it would be an internal injury at that time.

I escaped a catastrophe, but evading the first day of junior high school does not mean that I can escape the fifteenth day.

That punch just hit the wooden desk.After more than ten years of vicissitudes, this podium could not bear such force, and it fell apart at once, with sawdust flying.

The student on duty saw it, so of course he would not remain indifferent in front of the head teacher, so he quickly took the cleaning tools and started cleaning immediately.

"We have no grudges against you, why should we treat them like this?" Zhang Fan couldn't help it anymore, if he didn't speak up and let things go on like this, he would probably die.

"Don't pretend to be in front of me. I already know the tricks of you two. What kind of master's degree in the undergraduate school? Pooh, you two are students in Class [-] of Senior High School. As long as I use my brain a little, Use a little elimination method or something, and you will be able to know the name. What is your purpose, tell me quickly, otherwise, you will never want to leave this classroom." After finishing speaking, the head teacher locked the door.

As for the students, they reported more of a mentality of eating melons. Anyway, they didn't come to school to read books. Today, there is a movie that is about to be released.

This time, the self-respecting Yang Zelin was completely angered. He took out the mobile phone in his pocket, as if he wanted to make a call.

"Why, don't you still want to call the police?" The teacher pouted and laughed wildly. Anyway, he was the one who was reasonable. He was not afraid of anything, and that was the most important thing.

As for Yang Zelin, he didn't intend to call the police at all. He could solve such a trivial matter without the help of the police, and he didn't need to bother others.

"Hey, what are you doing, I'm in danger here, hurry up and help in the classroom of Class 22." As soon as the voice fell, he hung up the phone.

Everything is ready, only the rescuers are owed.

Cheng Yaotie was playing ranking in the Canyon of Kings at this time, when he heard that his friend was in trouble, without saying a word, he rushed out of the house and ran towards the direction of Anqin No. [-] Middle School.

He didn't care about deducting credit points for hanging up the phone. Compared with games, friends are the most important thing.

He ran with all his might on the Hanping Road, and there were sparks from the friction under his feet. It was certain that a pair of shoes would be useless.However, at that time, you can ask Yang Zelin for reimbursement.

In less than one song, Cheng Yaotie rushed up to the fourth floor in one breath.

According to the usual words, he would definitely be out of breath, but what is his identity now, General Demon Star, how could he be as depraved as ordinary people.

"Look at your back, disgusting teacher, don't prepare your class well, dare to meddle in business, let you see how good we are today." With a backstage, Yang Zelin will naturally release some cruel words, This is his consistent style of dealing with people.

"Hmph, I wouldn't just fall for you so easily. Anyone who dared to talk to me like that before would wait for an opportunity to escape when I turned my head away. I've seen through your tricks a long time ago. "The teacher has been arguing, although the Education Bureau has strictly stated not to punish students physically, but in terms of momentum, they can't lose.

"You really don't want to see it?"

"Once a man speaks out, it's hard to chase after him. Besides, as a teacher, I can't even ignore the most basic integrity. In this way, how can I teach students!"

It is not difficult to see that he is still a head teacher who abides by principles.

Cheng Yaotie had been standing behind him for a while, although he admired him very much, anyone who dared to bully Yang Zelin was also bullying him.

He pinched the teacher's neck forcefully from behind, only to let out a little bit of qi in his body, the teacher rolled his eyes upwards, and his whole body lay on the ground as if he had collapsed. Foaming at the mouth, it seems that it is really dead.

"You two, get out of here quickly, and leave the rest to the students in their class to deal with."

After Cheng Yaotie finished speaking, he pulled Zhang Fan and Yang Zelin out of the school.

There are still 10 minutes left for self-study in the evening. It is also a kind of suffering to stay inside, and it is better to come outside.

In the classroom of Class 22, a bloody storm was staged.

"Mr. Chen, I see that you are usually very capable, but today you are bullied by dogs. Where is your usual prestige? Tell me quickly." A boy left his seat and walked towards the front of the podium. Come.

"Hey, what are you talking about, kid? Who is the tiger and who is the dog?" A very fat boy shouted as he stood up.

"We are tigers, and he is a dog." As they said that, there was a crackling sound in the classroom, and all the hardships they encountered in this cram school were vented at this moment.