Cannon Fodder Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

Helping each other harmoniously, nothing unexpected happens. The students in Class A are disappointed, and Bian Nan and the others are so normal that people feel that there is a hint of preaching and teaching in the picture to solve doubts.

Wang Ming hadn't noticed the turbulent dark waves below. After 10 minutes, he glanced around and realized that he was in class A. He subconsciously chose Fang Siyu, a guaranteed classmate.

The other party was a veritable top student in class A, and she would never go wrong in choosing her, and the latter also spoke the answer fluently.

Wang Ming took the lead in applauding for her: "Not bad, not bad, student Fang Siyu is really smart, the teacher thought it would be difficult for you."

The eyes of the surroundings swiped over, and Fang Siyu bit the bullet and said: "No, no, I really don't know how to do it. This is what Han Chen taught me."

So everyone looked at Bian Nan again. The latter was calm and calm. Wang Ming didn't usually read information on the Internet, let alone go to any website forums. He was just surprised that the new transfer students seemed to have good grades.

Wang Ming said: "I didn't expect it to be made by Han Chen. It's really amazing. Can I trouble you to explain the idea of ​​the question to everyone?"

He continued to take the lead in applauding, and this time the students in Class A followed suit. Anyone who read the post didn't know that Han Chen's grades were poor. How should it end now?The students present were very curious.

Bian Nan is not a shy person, on the contrary, in some respects, his self-confidence is comparable to conceited. When Bian Nan stepped onto the podium, his originally gentle demeanor suddenly became fierce, as if he was not a student who came to explain, he condescendingly glanced at the class In a circle, the students who looked at them suddenly felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.

Class A students: Why do you have the illusion of being suppressed by blood?

[The system coughs lightly: Teacher Bian has committed an occupational disease]

In the past few worlds, Bian Nan had been a teacher for a short time, and his grades were very good, but his teaching behavior always brought an indelible psychological shadow to the students, which made people love and hate.

For example, now, it is obvious that explaining the problem-solving ideas bluntly made him into an on-site teaching, and the knowledge points involved are at his fingertips, but the cold gaze turned all the students below into quails, and the inexplicable pressure in the air Shocked, no one in the class dared to run around and play with their mobile phones.

This is probably the most efficient class since I entered school.

In addition, the most feared link in the student period, spot checks and questions can definitely be ranked at the forefront. Some students in Class A came to class to fool around, and the teachers turned a blind eye. Who would have thought that they would have An uneasy day driven by questions.

Fuck, what kind of knowledge point is this?

Wait what is that formula?

What drawing?Why do you want to draw a picture like this?

How to draw this thing?

Where did this number come from?

Where did that number come from?

It's over, I know every number, and I'm confused when they are connected together.

who I am?where am I?what am i doing?

"Mom, when is get out of class over?"

"Don't call me don't call me don't call me don't call me don't call me..."

"I probably slipped through the net of nine years of education."

"Don't look at me don't look at me don't look at me don't look at me don't look at me..."

"Woooo, I'm a waste, I don't know anything."

"Mathematics is too difficult, please let me go..."

The students in class A were struggling in their hearts, and Wang Ming, who was standing beside him, was stunned and rubbed his face. In this kind of scene, in this kind of learning atmosphere, why did he suddenly feel that he was superfluous?

He shouldn't be called Wang Ming, he should be called Wang Yuyu, give up the podium to classmate Han Chen, clean up and go home to farm, and the current position of a teacher is really too introverted.

In the end, it was Zhang Feng, the head teacher, who saved all sentient beings.

The students in Class A have never liked this fat teacher so much, and they even feel very kind to that usual and sloppy hypocritical smile.

"Student Han Chen, may I trouble you to come to the office with the teacher?"

Students in Class A: Let's go!Take the big devil away!

*

office.

Bian Nan sat on the sofa with a cup of brewed tea in front of him.

Zhang Feng came here mainly for matters in the forum. Jiang Ran has already communicated with the school. At present, the public opinion is within the controllable range, and there has been no deterioration. He will simply talk to Han Chen today, and take a look at the other party's reaction and Hearing the ins and outs of the past, he can go to school to do business.

A public opinion war caused by a photo.

After listening to this, Bian Nan felt a little speechless, the human beings are so idle nowadays, the group of Sangao people were fooled by Mo Jiajun, and they don't know if the plot is causing trouble.

[The system agrees: That Mo Jiajun has always been good at PUA tactics, plus his family background is not bad, he treats the ordinary students around him equally with kindness and power, and brainwashes them into a bunch of mobs. He first became friends with Han Chen because of his desire to control, and his mind is not good enough. People who are mature or have weaknesses can easily stumble with him. ]

"He won't be able to achieve anything." Bian Nan said to the system in his heart.

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he said cautiously: "It's these things."

Bian Nan nodded slightly to him: "Yes, I see."

"Okay." Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "Actually, it's not a big deal, the teacher trusts you."

Bian Nan didn't answer his words and asked directly: "How does the school want to deal with it?"

He's not an inexperienced kid, Zhang Feng was able to come here and ask questions, it was probably Jiang Ran who intervened, the bad public opinion should have been controlled, then he just needs to cooperate.

Zhang Feng said: "Of course the school also believes in you, but this matter has caused a lot of trouble, and people from all walks of life have paid attention to it. A simple written announcement may not be enough. Here is a live interview. I hope you can participate. By the way, student Han Chen, You can draw, right?"

He asked cautiously, Bian Nan chuckled lightly, his eyes a little teasing: "Oh~ I am afraid that I will lose my reputation if I am embarrassed on the spot, you actually want to ask, can I paint, right? Come to me It's fine to find out the details, but let me ask you, did Mo Jiajun transfer to another school?"

Another impolite question, Zhang Feng smiled awkwardly: "Student Han Chen, don't misunderstand, the teacher didn't mean that, the teacher believes in you 100%, and absolutely has no other ideas."

Bian Nan: "Really? I thought that you would favor Mo Jiajun even more because he is also your student. Now it seems that he has really transferred to another school, and he moved quite quickly."

What a difficult student to fool, Zhang Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand, it is better not to say more about his mistakes, each of these students is a giant, and it is too difficult to be the head teacher of Class A.

There was embarrassment on his chubby face, Bian Nan smiled and didn't tease him anymore, he said: "I have no problem, just come and find me whenever I want to live broadcast, Mr. Zhang, can I go?"

The other party was fine, and of course he was fine, Zhang Feng nodded quickly.

After Bian Nan left, the teacher at the next table handed over a tissue.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhang Feng wiped the sweat off his face: "It's difficult, it's really difficult."

As soon as this incident happened, the Mo family immediately came to the school to put pressure, but Jiang Ran did not back down. In the end, Mo Jiajun had to transfer to another school in a hurry. It is even more difficult for Zhang Feng to be the head teacher.

*

Bian Nan was delayed in the office for a long time, mainly because Zhang Feng was too detailed. He was even forced to read all kinds of boring posts, and even had lunch in the office. Now it was almost time for the afternoon class.

[System: Host, are you really good at painting or something?I don't have the function of exchanging art cells, I don't even have a system store. ]

It had seen Bian Nan's teaching, but it hadn't really seen Bian Nan's literary creation. Besides, art didn't match Bian Nan's temperament.

"It's useless to know you, but I'm curious, what is my image in your eyes?"

[If you disagree, start a fight, a punch creates a small world]

Bian Nan was speechless and silent: "...it also fits."

[right!right!So what are you going to do, host? ]

Faced with the system's disbelief, Bian Nan sighed softly.

Over the long years, he has learned countless things, and painting is naturally one aspect, but his style and skills are completely different from Han Chen's.

He thought to himself, at this moment, a person suddenly staggered down from the top of the stairs, Bian Nan dodged sideways, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab the man's arm to stabilize him.

The visitor was taken aback by the accident, and when he recovered, he turned around and bowed deeply to Bian Nan regretfully: "I'm sorry, I didn't look the way, did I hurt you?"

Bian Nan shook his head: "I'm fine."

The man managed to pull himself together and smiled at him. There were a pair of sweet dimples on his pale face, but the dimples did not make him look alive.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

He apologized again, then slowly turned and walked down the stairs.

Bian Nan looked at him, and felt that face was somewhat familiar.

[System: Qiao Heng, the No. [-] super student in the plot, it's really strange. He's not known for being gentle and gentle. He's a good man full of energy. Why is he so haggard now? ]

Bian Nan cast a last glance at the lost figure's back.

"Who knows, maybe the plot has changed."

An unintentional remark, unexpectedly became a reality the next day.