God-level giant, forced to raise cubs

"Teacher, why didn't you say anything just now?" Jing Yuxuan immediately asked after all the outsiders left the venue.

After getting along with each other for a few days, in the eyes of the students in class nine, Mr. You, although not superhuman, can subdue demons.

A thousand-layer routine, designed to treat all kinds of dissatisfaction.

And he has a good memory, a thief can hold grudges.Jing Yuxuan casually said, "Our dad is so handsome", and kept it in his mind for so many days, which shows that You Qingluan is definitely not a person who swallows his anger.

Zhao Naihuang broke into Class Nine, and scolded the teacher after scolding the students, criticizing You Qingluan to nothing.

Teacher You not only endured it, but also forbade them to scold them back. The whole class felt wronged and held back their breath.

The Demon King is indeed cruel and plots against them all day long.Ke You Qingluan's teaching level is obvious to all, and he is definitely no worse than the key class teacher!

"Shut up? What did you say?" You Qingluan leaned back and looked back at him, "He was right."

"What's wrong? He said you are not worthy of being a teacher!"

"Yellow bra has never listened to your class, so why do you say that you speak poorly?"

"That's right! The yellow bra is like hypnosis in class. It's not as good as you at all. I don't have the face to beep beep."

"Be quiet, he's right." You Qingluan gestured and analyzed with them concisely, "Student grades are the direct standard for measuring a teacher's teaching level. His student grades are better than mine, so he does have the capital to criticize me .”

"For example, his monthly salary is [-], and my monthly salary is [-]. Is it wrong for him to call me poor?"

...No problem at all.

You Qingluan's example was simple and rude, and the students who were still filled with righteous indignation fell silent collectively.

Many people realized at this time that teachers and students in a class are a community of destiny.

Their poor grades, not only will they be looked down upon, but it will also directly cause You Qingluan to lose his head.

The grade group office is so big, but there is no office space for the head teacher of class nine, so they can only go to the narrow stairwell.Huang Bra mocked her with her grades and could only swallow her anger.

You Qingluan has a high level of literary accomplishment and a literati style, which even conceals his calculating and cruel nature.

I have attended four classes so far, and every time everyone categorically said 'I would rather die than listen' and 'whoever listens is a dog'.In fact, every time I am immersed in the world he tells, more and more people take notes...

Their teachers are no worse than anyone else!But because of them bear the slander!

"Teacher You..." Zhu Ran called out with red eyes.

"Hey, why are you sad?" You Qingluan comforted them calmly, "When my student surpasses him, I will take you back to scold them together."

This sounds very unreliable, completely idiotic.

"What are you dreaming about, he is a key class!"

"The average score is more than twice as high as ours! Take your life?"

The little bastard is quite self-aware, you throw cold water on me with every word, trying to make You Qingluan give up his crazy ideas.

"It's not a big problem, I trust you." You Qingluan smiled conceitedly, her voice was particularly pleasant, "As long as you do better today than yesterday, everyone has hope."

hope.

After being assigned to class nine, it was the first time a teacher said this word to the waste in the shelter.

Zhu Ran burst into tears.She suddenly remembered that after the senior high school entrance examination, she performed abnormally and almost passed the key high school admission line. Her parents borrowed all relatives and friends to collect 2 yuan in "sponsorship fees", and handed it to No. [-] Middle School with high hopes, hoping to exchange for a bright one. future.

As a result, Zhu Ran waited until the ninth class.

On the first day of school, someone told them that all Class [-] came in with money, that they were all defective products, and that they were trash!

...is a child destined to be abandoned.

Zhu Ran recalled that when her father paid the sponsorship fee, he told her, "Don't worry about money, it doesn't matter if Dad works hard."They all said that No. [-] Middle School has a good environment and good teachers, so we will definitely be admitted to a good university! '.

She secretly wiped her tears. Under the podium, the students were very silent, and there was only the sound of the computer stereo in the classroom.

"Teacher You." Chi Xi quietly called out to him, "I was wrong, I thought you were just being cruel to others. I didn't expect that you could even take advantage of yourself."

Chi Xi was even a little suspicious that You Qingluan had deliberately asked Huang Bra to scold him just now, taking the opportunity to achieve the ultimate goal of selling cruelty.

The routine is too deep!Who the hell can play this?

"You know me a little more, are you happy?" You Qingluan said in a cheerful tone, almost whispering next to Chi Xi's ear, "Besides, if I scold him dryly, won't you be angry?"

"will not."

The wandering demon king has a small stomach and chicken intestines, and he must retaliate, cruel and insidious.

The yellow bra scolded so hard, and simply scolding back would not be able to relieve her anger.

"Little classmate, I am a nuclear peace activist." You Qingluan educated, "If you can do it, don't beep."

"..." Having believed in your pacifism, Chi Xi remembered the 'game' that day.

After several days of observation, Chi Xi finally figured out his method.

Don't be afraid of the cruelty of the devil, but be patient if you are afraid of perversion.When he tosses people, he must be slow, smooth and silent, and he will not give pleasure all at once.

He likes to enjoy the process, the longer the battle line, the happier he is.

It was really scary, Chi Xi moved aside, and decided to keep a distance from him for the time being.

After the live broadcast of the opening ceremony ended, You Qingluan turned on the lights again and put away his notebook.

"The projector is put in the classroom first, and it will be used in class later."

You Qingluan went to great lengths to get the projector, not to show them the Olympics.Mr. You is in good health, and he has written four blackboards, which has reached the limit of his tolerance.

"Also, tomorrow's review." After You Qingluan finished speaking, he thought that the little boy would protest every minute.

The result was unexpected, and everyone started rummaging through boxes and boxes almost immediately, transcribing texts from the pile of tatters on the table.

"I don't have a notebook, who can lend me two pages?"

"Teacher, don't worry, the opening ceremony is so exciting, how can a thousand words be enough? If you can't finish writing three thousand words, I hope someone won't sleep tonight!"

"Teacher, I have a question! How should I write my impressions? Is it the same as a composition?"

"It's over, it's over, I have a goldfish brain, and I can't remember the content of the performance."

……

The students in Class Nine seldom even wrote their homework, let alone their impressions, and various problems popped up one after another.

You Qingluan was forced to occupy the evening self-study time, and simply explained to them the writing method of after-viewing.

At the end of the evening self-study, Dong Bin was going to exchange feelings with You Qingluan.Passing by the window of Class Nine, he almost suspected that he was blind——

School is over, the waste shelter is still brightly lit, and all the students are writing hard.

Occasionally, one or two students raised their hands, said a few words to the man on the podium, and then continued to devote themselves to the great writing career with a look of sudden enlightenment!

God, the end of the world is coming!

In the scorching sun at noon, You Qingluan came to the newsstand at the school gate, and called to stop the boss, who was lying in a rocking chair with a cattail fan and closed his eyes.

"Boss." You Qingluan curled up his fingers and tapped on the counter.

"Hi, it's you." The boss recognized him, propped himself up and said, "Borrowing newspapers again?"

"No newspaper, I'm here to discuss business with you." You Qingluan said politely.

"You are so poor, and you don't buy newspapers." The boss crawled over disgustedly, leaning his upper body on the counter, and asked lazily, "What business are you talking about?"

He was hot and sweaty.

You Qingluan took half a step away, and from the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure climbing over the mascot cultural wall, and neatly sneaking into the alley next to the Internet cafe.

Over the wall?

Zai Zai has been peaceful for several days, and finally can't hold back the rebellion?

I really owe it.

You Qingluan still had to discuss business, so he had no time to discipline him for the time being, but subconsciously sped up the pace of the negotiation, "Do you drink milk tea?"

"Milk tea? Oh, you mean the store in No. [-] Middle School?" The boss quickly reacted and said enviously, "The business of his store is really good. It's not like my newsstand. It's depressed..."

"I think the location of your newsstand is superior. If you join the milk tea shop, you will definitely make more money than them." You Qingluan told the boss of the newsstand in a few words and asked him to agree to join.

There are two ways to join in the franchise contract, franchise fee and share.The franchise fee needs to be paid 15 yuan at one time, and only [-]% of the net profit is required to be divided.

The boss didn't even think about it, he directly chose the method of sharing, and complained that the franchise fee was too expensive.

——It was later discovered that according to the profit of the milk tea shop, when the five-month share fee exceeded [-], it was too late to regret it.

"Happy cooperation. When you pack up the store, someone will deliver raw materials and machines..." You Qingluan put away the franchise contract, and was just halfway through his instructions.

"teacher!"

"Teacher You!"

Ma Hao and Jing Yuxuan ran over panting, with expressions of 'the sky is falling'.

"Hurry up, come with us to find Emperor Xi!"

"Hurry up, it's too late!"

You Qingluan was surprised, "He? Didn't he go online?"

"No, someone said they were going to beat him to death!" Jing Yuxuan was in a hurry, and said incoherently, "It's my fault, I let Xihuang accept the love letter, and then he returned the love letter, but the girl felt that Xihuang had dumped him , report everywhere."

Ma Hao added, "That girl recognized a big brother in society, and when she found out about it, she called a lot of people to vent her anger on her sister's behalf!"

"I told Emperor Xi not to go, but he won't listen to me." Jing Yuxuan was sweating anxiously, fearing that something would happen to Chi Xi.

"Oh," You Qingluan understood, and nodded calmly, "It's really your fault."