God-level giant, forced to raise cubs

"That's all for today, get out of class is over."

As soon as get out of class was over, the excellent teacher You Qingluan didn't delay for a second, and immediately ended his work.

"Huh? Have you finished?" The students were stunned, their hands trembling slightly as they wrote notes.

"Why do I feel that today's Chinese class is very short?"

"Nonsense, because Mr. You is 10 minutes late!"

"Oh yes!" Jing Yuxuan suddenly realized, and shouted at the podium fearlessly, "Dad! You must speak for another 10 minutes!"

You Qingluan refused indifferently, "No, get out of class is over."

You Qingluan has never been a philanthropist, and has no good virtue of voluntary labor.

Everyone protested, "Even if get out of class is over, it's true that you missed 10 minutes of speaking!"

Chi Xi's desire to survive was stable, so he blew a loud whistle to fan the flames, "Hey, you are a teacher, you can't just cut corners."

Quite courageous, You Qingluan expressed his appreciation to Zai Zai, and decided to double the reward tonight.

"Yes, yes, yes! Return the knowledge to us!"

The students in Class Nine had a strong thirst for knowledge, and asked You Qingluan to stay in the classroom one after another.

Their enthusiasm for learning was as fierce as fire, which ignited Zhao Naihuang who was watching.

Veteran teacher Zhao Naihuang has been a teacher for decades, and the sum of the lessons he has dragged may be able to witness the birth, old age, sickness and death of countless lives.

However, among the many procrastination experiences in the past, none of them were requested by the students.

In many cases, procrastination can also cause negative emotions among students.

For example, in the last class in the morning, the students were all looking forward to the end of get out of class, ready to rush out to eat as quickly as possible, and their minds had already flown to the cafeteria.

Zhao Naihuang wanted to procrastinate the class at this time, but he had to cooperate with excuses such as 'speak for another 3 minutes' or 'after finishing this knowledge point, the class will be dismissed'.

Unexpectedly, in my lifetime, I could see students asking for a procrastination. There are no wonders in the world.

"Stop, the Chinese class is over, and I refuse to contribute labor outside of work." You Qingluan gestured, glanced at the timetable next to the blackboard, and sympathetically proposed a solution, "The next class is the class meeting, After the class meeting, I will give you 10 minutes of Chinese lessons."

"Wow! Good, good, good!"

Class Nine was immersed in a cheerful and peaceful atmosphere, only little student Chi Xi had been brainwashed by the "Professor Cultivation Course". After hearing this, he asked, "Don't you pay interest?"

"Oh?" You Qingluan originally planned to leave, but he didn't expect the child to be so promising.He stopped in his tracks, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Since you want interest so much, remember to come to my dormitory to report on time at night. I will make up lessons for you alone, as long as you want."

Chi Xi, who doesn't want to make up lessons at all...

Fuck, why did I talk so cheap just now!

The other students in the class are well aware of You Qingluan's horror, and they are already satisfied with being compensated, and they never expected to discuss interest with the big devil.

Everyone watched You Qingluan leave the classroom, and looked at Chi Xi's suddenly lonely back, talking head to head in low voices.

"Hey, do you guys feel that every time Xi Huang is targeted by You Demon King, it seems that he asks for it?"

"That's right, I've discovered it a long time ago! I really don't understand Xihuang, he is clearly no match for Teacher You, why does he have to provoke him again and again."

"It can be a twisted emotion that us normal people can't understand."

"...I don't want to understand that kind of distortion, it's too scary to be targeted by You Demon King, huh."

"Yeah, now I actually start to sympathize with the yellow bra."

"Fuck! After you say that, I also start to sympathize with the yellow bra."

"The yellow bra is so pitiful, I won't scold him today."

At the same time, the yellow bra, who was collectively sympathetic to the students in class nine, was following You Qingluan's small office, trying very hard to pick bones from the eggs.

"Teacher You, as the grade leader, I warn you that your class habits are too bad." Zhao Naihuang walked around his desk several times, and said pickily and meanly, "There are no lesson plans in class, and you don't write on the blackboard. Do you never prepare lessons?"

"Yes." You Qingluan replied very sloppily with a bit of cynicalism.

"You actually have the nerve to agree? Don't you feel ashamed? You don't write lesson plans or prepare lessons every day. How can you be a good teacher like you? How can you teach good students!" Zhao Naihuang said proudly, relying on his seniority, "I think back then, when I was your age, I wrote lesson plans until midnight every day, and I was awarded the school's excellent lesson plan award every year."

"Oh." You Qingluan asked lightly, "Did all your students take the 985 and 211 exams because of those lesson plans?"

"..." Zhao Naihuang was dumb.

In those two years, Zhao Naihuang just started working.His resume is not good enough, and he has no experience, so he can't directly enter the No. [-] Middle School, but teaches ordinary classes in a third-rate high school in Dongping.

The source of third-rate high school students is not even comparable to that of Class Nine. The students taught are already Amitabha if they can be admitted to universities. How can we dare to expect that all of them can enter key schools such as 985 and 211?

"Ms. Zhao, I don't deny your efforts." You Qingluan looked up at him, and sneered without a smile, "It's just that you are willing to move mountains, and you can't stop others from finding another way, right?"

Zhao Naihuang argued unconvinced, "What's wrong with Yugong Yishan? Yugong Yishan praised the spirit of hard work and hard work! This spirit should be learned by each of us!"

Zhao Naihuang launched the skill of "whoever listens to sleepy" and spent a full 5 minutes praising Yu Gong in all directions.

Feeling that he was going to continue talking and that he was going to be late for class again, You Qingluan finally interrupted him.

"Mr. Zhao, since you teach Chinese, you should know the ending of the story of Yugong Yishan. Yugong didn't move the mountain himself, but because his spirit touched the heavens, the legendary god helped him move the mountain." You Qingluan calmly Explained to him, "But I am an atheist, I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, I only believe in myself."

"What do you mean by that? Are you mocking me for being superstitious?" Zhao Naihuang raised his voice, and his emotions immediately rose.

Zhao Naihuang felt that it was strange. Every time he quarreled with You Qingluan, he couldn't figure out what You Qingluan meant accurately, and often doubted whether there was any obstacle in his reading comprehension ability.

"It's nothing special. It's time for me to go to work and have a class." You Qingluan left his seat and walked out of the office.

Before going out, he stopped again, turned around and said, "By the way, Teacher Zhao. I dare not say anything else. If it compares hard work and diligence, I will definitely not lose to you."

You Qingluan is not talking nonsense, if you compare hard work and diligence, he can at least beat 999 people in the world.

Before meeting Chi Xi, You Qingluan had no one to rely on for a long time in her life, and even 'living' itself seemed like a gamble.

And he himself has no retreat at all, he can only work harder than others, go forward bravely, and pretend that he is fearless.

As time passed, he was really fearless.

You Qingluan didn't have the problem of recalling bitterness and sweetness, and he didn't bother to look over those old accounts.

Throwing down the yellow bra with the dazed expression on her face, she strode out of the office.

When he rushed to the classroom, the time was just right.

The whole class sat neatly, waiting for You Qingluan to replenish them with a 10-minute Chinese lesson.

You Qingluan is not a character who likes long speeches and babbles about reasoning with everyone.After all, this nuclear peace activist has always believed in not beeping if he can do it.

Therefore, Mr. You is always very perfunctory in meeting lectures at work.Either directly hand it over to the class committee for arrangement, or leave time for everyone to discuss freely, or simply go to self-study.

Originally, there was nothing to talk about today, and You Qingluan didn't even think about the theme of the class meeting.

But the principal may feel that he is too leisurely, so he temporarily gave him discussion materials.

"Before making up the Chinese class, let's discuss the public classes in the city." You Qingluan started talking leisurely.

The whole class looked at the podium, eagerly waiting for him to speak.

However, after waiting for a long time, You Qingluan didn't intend to speak out.

Chi Xi waited impatiently, and urged, "What are you discussing?"

"I don't know." You Qingluan said so confidently, "I'm just a temporary worker, and I haven't taken any public classes, so how do I know what to say?"

"Uh..." The students in the class were speechless.

Although they have always known that their head teacher is a half-baked guy without a formal establishment.

But they never expected that You Qingluan could be so perfunctory as a teacher.

"Actually..." Zhu Ran looked embarrassed, and said on behalf of everyone, "Our class has never had an open class."

"That's right. I used to choose a key class for every public class. It would be nice to have a teacher in our class. What bicycle do we need?"

"I seem to have attended the public class in elementary school, but I can't remember it for a long time."

"I remember!" Ma Hao finally pulled out an outline from the corners of his memory, and told everyone while trying to remember, "When I was in elementary school, I had to rehearse several times before the public class. Who answered and arranged it. Then when the class officially starts, many teachers who are listening to the class will come over and squeeze on the same bench with the students."

"I still remember that when the teacher told us that when we encountered a questioning session, we should raise our hands even if we don't know how to do it." Ma Hao raised his hand and gestured twice, "Students who can answer should raise it higher, and students who can't answer should raise it lower , the teacher won’t call your name.”

"Oh, so that's the case." You Qingluan nodded to express his understanding, and then said, "Forget about the rehearsal, I don't want to repeat the same lesson several times."

"And we are already high school students, who would raise their hands to answer questions during class?"

"It's too exaggerated for the whole class to raise their hands. I still want face."

"Then what's the point of discussing it?" Chi Xiyan yawned, "Take the class according to your original method, if it doesn't work, tell them about Lu Xun."

"Hahahahaha!" Gan Feng repeated You Qingluan's opening remarks on the first day of class, "Mr. Lu Xun said that all those who fail in Chinese should be nailed to the pillar of cultural shame."

"That's right! Tell them about Lu Xun."

"Dear students, I have to confess something to you." Speaking of this, You Qingluan's expression suddenly became serious.

The students below also became nervous, all nervous, their eyes fixed on You Qingluan, thinking that he was going to make some shocking speech.

"Actually, Mr. Lu Xun did not say that."

???

Just this shit?

You Qingluan continued, "But he said that there are no roads in the world, so there is nothing to worry about. There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain."

"Wait, did Lu Xun say that?"

"...I seem to have said it, but I don't seem to have said it."

"Leave Lu Xun alone, he said everything."

"Hahahahaha! Lu Xun's coffin can't be held down anymore!"

On Saturday, when the school was on holiday, Xiao Qingluan took half a day of free time to follow Zhou Ning to Lingteng's headquarters.

"Wow..." Xiao Qingluan just got out of the car and couldn't help expressing emotion when he saw the building in front of him that was beyond his cognitive range.

Xiao Qingluan actually came to Lingteng's headquarters once before, and even hid under the president's desk.

But other than that, he has no impression of Ling Teng Company.In addition to hearing the name of the company mentioned by people around me, today is the first time I have seen the whole picture of the company.

The building has a chic shape, and the hall is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows.Compared with the company's headquarters building, Xiao Qingluan is more willing to believe that it is a concert hall, banquet hall, or some high-end shopping mall.

"Lingteng Company used to be small in scale, and they all worked in a rented office building. This office building was only built the year before last," Zhou Ning led him into the office building, and stated calmly, "The entire office building is almost completely Comply with your request."

"Me?" Xiao Qingluan looked around curiously, and whispered, "I will like this style in the future."

The style Xiao Qingluan likes now is relatively simple, and can even be described as 'simple'.

Stepping into such a luxurious office building, he still feels a little uncomfortable.

"To be precise, it's not that you like this style, but that you need this style." Zhou Ning told Xiao Qingluan simply and rudely, "You said that if the company's construction is done well, our company will appear richer. .”

"Uh..." Xiao Qingluan was shocked by such a direct way of showing off her wealth.

I didn't expect that such a powerful person as Mr. You would spend a lot of time on face-saving projects.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems to make sense.

With the cognition of 'our company looks very rich', Ling Teng has indeed become super rich.

Zhou Ning is You Qingluan's most trusted right-hand man and holds a high position in the company.

Everyone who works in the head office knows him. Seeing Zhou Ning walk in, they greet him one after another.

"Hello, Deputy Director Zhou."

"Good morning, Team Leader Zhou! Who is this kid next to you? Why does he look so similar to Mr. You?"

"He is Mr. You's younger brother. Mr. You has no one to take care of him after he is on vacation, so he asked me to bring him to the company." Zhou Ning dismissed the inquirer with a few casual words, took Xiao Qingluan into the direct elevator, and went straight to the elevator. Go to the top.

Xiao Qingluan was still a little shy of strangers, and he didn't ask Zhou Ning in a low voice until the elevator doors were completely closed, "Brother Zhou Ning, why do some of them call you deputy director, while others call you group leader?"

Even though Xiao Qingluan didn't know much about the company's job classification, she knew that the deputy director's status was much higher than that of the team leader.

Zhou Ning seemed to be proficient in mind reading, and instantly saw through Xiao Qingluan's mind, "You must think that the deputy director is better than the team leader, right?"

"Isn't it?" Xiao Qingluan looked confused.

"According to the general situation, it is true. But Ling Teng is a little different. Don't use the theoretical knowledge in books to judge here."

Xiao Qingluan asked curiously, "What's the difference?"

"You will know the details later. In short, the biggest difference between Ling Teng and other companies is—"

Zhou Ning told him word by word.

"Lingteng is the place where the gods of the business world visit Qingluan."