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On the second day of his birthday, he received a notice from the grade director that he had to go to the office to prepare lessons, that is, in the legend, sitting in class.Eight in the morning and six in the morning, and a two-hour lunch break at noon, although it was still an eight-hour working hour, it almost completely disrupted Han Fei's original plan.

What followed was an increasingly noisy environment, and he felt that his ears were no longer clean.

As the only art teacher in Jiusi Middle School, he used to be the head teacher of the art class, and of course belonged to the third grade.Han Fei had to move his office from the dormitory to the office where the class teachers gathered in the third grade group.There are seven classes in the third grade, and the eighth head teacher is in the seventh class head teacher, opposite to Zhang Jian.

More than a month has passed, and Han Fei is still unable to adapt to the so-called "collective life".

Class [-] is humming opera again, class [-] is on the phone, class [-] is reading a book, class [-] is lying on his stomach looking at his mobile phone, class [-] is making tea, class [-] is writing something, and the sound of typing on the keyboard is like Beat the drums, crackling, as if the keyboard will shatter in the next second.All the head teachers are very busy, and all the head teachers are very idle, except Zhang Jian from class seven.There is always a group of students around his desk.He always called out too many students at the same time, so that Han Fei and Han Fei's desk were surrounded by them in a circle to listen to his lectures.

"Did you fall asleep in class?" Zhang Jian shouted, drooling, "We are a key class. Do you know what a key class is? It is the place where the brightest, hardest-working, most serious and most promising students in the school gather..."

"And you, how many times have I told this question..."

"How many times have I told you, share points, share points will have tomorrow, and share points will have your future..."

……

"..." Han Fei was speechless. He said these words every day. Even if Zhang Jian wasn't tired and the students were exhausted, wouldn't he try to change and say something different?Why is it like this every day!Can't Zhang Jian call the students to teach when he is in class? !Anyway, four of the eight hours he was on duty were in the classroom!He glanced lightly at the frowning students, then at the eloquent Zhang Jian, and suddenly found it interesting, took out a pencil, and began to draw in the sketchbook he carried with him.

"..."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Han Fei was so immersed in his own world that he didn't even notice that everyone was looking at him.

"cough!"

"?" Han Fei raised his head and looked at Zhang Jian strangely. What's wrong with him!

"Mr. Han, I'm training the students..."

"?"

"I'm communicating with students!"

"?"

"You pissed me off!"

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"You have affected my communication with the students!"

"..." Han Fei glanced blankly at the students around his desk, and at the other teachers in the office. He didn't understand. Was his voice loud?Louder than typing on a keyboard?Or is it louder than singing an opera?Louder than the sound of a mobile game or louder than the roar of the heroine in a TV series coming from someone's speaker?

"You draw too loudly!"

"..."

"This is the office! You have nothing to do. If you want to paint, don't get in the way here!" Zhang Jianyi was filled with indignation and said sadly, "I'm so busy that you are still here affecting my work!"

Han Fei put down his pen.

Zhang Jian snorted coldly: "What kind of master, you can't do your job well, and you slap your face swollen all day long to make yourself fat. Don't be such a person, it is useless to the country and the family!"

"..." The office was silent for a while, and everyone looked at Han Fei.

Since Han Fei moved into the office, this kind of conversation has happened almost every day. Han Fei reported this situation to his superiors, but the grade director did not give any solution. He only said that Teacher Zhang is not a vexatious person, and that the key class is under great pressure. Let him tolerate it.

But his words... are too ugly.

Tolerance, patience, and a step back... The grade director's words of consolation instantly hit Han Fei's mind as if they were coming from the stereo surround speakers of a movie theater.

Why?

Han Fei smiled slightly, picked up the pencil again, and continued to draw his sketch.

"You...Mr. Han, why do you refuse to change after repeated admonitions, and you don't know how to advance or retreat? You—"

"My job is to teach painting. You have to teach the students to your own position, don't cross the line," Han Fei casually swiped his hand, scattered the students surrounding him to block the air circulation, and said, "You and you students have affected my work.”

"You are more important than students? They are candidates! Candidates are heaven!"

Han Fei glanced lightly, stubborn and fearless, and indifferently said in his usual shallow voice: "Your God, what does it have to do with me?"

"..." Everyone gasped, and was so frozen by the tense atmosphere that they forgot to breathe.

Sure enough, it started to quarrel!

It's finally quarreling!

They're still fighting!

"Report!" After a loud shout, a gust of wind blew into the office, and he didn't wait for himself to be "allowed" to enter.

Since Han Fei came to work in the office, this voice and this gust of wind have often appeared.Sometimes he asked questions, sometimes he said a few words, and sometimes, he was just like a dog looking for trouble, he came here specially to rub his master's feet, he came just to touch Touch Han Fei's water glass and give him a glass of hot water.

Everyone knew that Yuan Hua had changed, so instead of causing trouble, he started studying.But everyone also knows that "nature is hard to change". How can a bastard for many years be like a genetic mutation?

What changed? From their point of view, he just shifted his attention from making trouble to studying.Yuan Hua is still disrespectful, he is as rampant as before, and he still doesn't take anyone seriously.

Except for Han Fei.

Even the "report" was specially requested by Han Fei, but he never waited to hear "come in" before entering the office, but barged in by himself while shouting.As for his "report", it was not a request at all, but an announcement, like the gong in the hands of a patrolling county government!

Arrogant and a jerk, but others can't do anything to him.

"..." Seeing Yuan Hua rushing in, everyone in the office watching the play sighed in unison, almost, just a little bit, they would be able to see a good show!

Everyone continued to work on their own affairs, and from time to time glanced at Yuan Hua, who didn't look like Yuan Hua, and the only elder whom he took seriously, Han Fei.

"Why are there so many people? Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Yuan Hua yelled, and drove all the students crowded around Han Fei back to Zhang Jianjian, and said domineeringly to Han Fei: "This question, I think No way."

Like he deserves to have to teach him.

The students around Zhang Jianjian all looked at Yuan Hua. Since the mid-term exam after the joint entrance exam, Yuan Hua has jumped to the first place in the grade. After several exams, he is far higher than No.2.This No.1 is very unusual, he is not like the original No.1, he hides his secrets, thinks they are troublesome, and doesn't give lectures on the topic.Yuan Hua almost answered every question. He was like a superman who responded to every request. Soon he became the core figure in the class, and the veritable "boss" in the third grade.They were also very curious about the question that the boss couldn't figure out, and they all poked their heads to see what question he was asking.

Yuan Hua spread the exercise book in front of Han Fei, pointed to a question in it, and muttered, "I stared in a daze during the lecture, and it was already past when I opened my eyes."

Han Fei glanced at the question and ignored him.

Some students who were close also glanced at Yuan Hua strangely, why were they so dazed, the teacher didn't explain that question at all!

"Teach me, teach me!" Yuan Hua took Han Fei's hand holding the pencil, and yanked it onto the workbook, saying, "I'm not dazed and I don't understand, I don't even know what he's talking about..."

The students were stunned, be good, the boss is actually begging in a low voice!

"That's your problem!" Han Fei glared at him, but couldn't stand his pestering, and wrote a string of numbers next to the question as usual, swearing: "This time is really the last one. I won't do it again." I will write to you again."

"How do you remember it so clearly?" Yuan Hua ignored his threatening words at all. He had already figured out Han Fei's temper, and he was sure that he would not be really angry with him. He had already deciphered the string of numbers. Seeing that Han Fei wrote the code, he immediately took out the textbook from his desk, turned to the exact page number, and aimed at the line that Han Fei pointed to him. He really felt that Han Fei was amazing, with accurate knowledge points. He can accurately locate the position at any time when he arrives, he is comparable to a computer!

He was holding Han Fei's pencil, lying on his desk, writing and drawing in the exercise book in front of the textbook, and while calculating, he complained: "Why can't I do it?"

"Because you're stupid, because you're stupid, because you're short-sighted, and you just want to get points!" Han Fei scolded very simply and loudly, and he didn't show mercy at all. What was read to me was not read to give points, how come I still don’t understand this truth? It’s useless!”

"..." Everyone in the office secretly glanced at these two people. Teacher Zhang said just now, "Candidates are heaven", "the seedlings of key classes", "the more points the more guaranteed, the more points there will be tomorrow"... But Han Fei Immediately do the opposite, saying that this is "short-sighted", and that Yuan Hua, who is far ahead, is "a useless thing"!

How much that hurts the hearts of the examinees!

Yuan Hua laughed straight away, without any sign of injury. After a few words, he stopped writing and showed Han Fei the calculation process. With a wave of his hand, he pointed at the students beside Zhang Jianjian and mocked: "I'm stupid, so they don't know what they are!"

"Talk!" Han Fei snorted, pushed the exercise book to Yuan Hua, raised the palm of his left hand, Yuan Hua immediately bent down, and handed his face over. Slap lightly.

Flattery!

A few students exchanged glances, squinting at the usual high-spirited and arrogant, but at the moment they bowed their knees, with a slavish face, and used the recess time to deliberately come here to find the boss who beat him.

Bitch!

"If you stare again, it won't stop."

"Hey!" Yuan Hua nodded, touched Han Fei's water glass as usual, refilled him with a cup of hot water, and said fiercely to the students who surrounded Yuan Hua earlier: "Don't be surrounded by dirty air here. , watch out I—”

"roll!"

Hearing this familiar short and crisp reprimand, Yuan Hua flinched and ran away.

ran again.

Chapter 27