The Last Dynasty of League of Legends

Chapter 8 Good boy, don't skip class!

As soon as Mr. Wang entered the class with dark circles under his eyes, everyone looked at him and smiled.

"Master Wang! You must have escaped to study at the Internet cafe yesterday again!"

Mr. Wang's eyes widened: "How can you call playing games an escape?"

"Yesterday, the homeroom teacher came to do roll call at night, and personally said that he would clean you up!"

Mr. Wang ignored him at all and returned to his seat. He pushed Han Junjun away who was lying on the table and occupied two tables. He put down his schoolbag and fell asleep on the table.

After three classes, the exercises between classes were over, Mr. Wang regained his energy, and bragged with Han Junjun beside him: "I won [-] consecutive victories yesterday, directly from silver to gold one! Getting to platinum is just around the corner!"

"Oh!"

Han Junjun responded coldly while reading the pirated novel with his mobile phone.

He is the only platinum master in Mr. Wang's class, and because of his status as a platinum master, he is usually all-powerful in the class, very majestic.

"Class begins!"

After a burst of commotion, the classroom quickly returned to calm.

Under the cover of the generous back of the classmate in front, Mr. Wang and Han Junjun secretly showed off: "Look at Dad's record! It's green!"

Impatient, Han Junjun pushed Lord Wang's cell phone away: "Get out! Don't disturb me watching "League of Legends: Creating a Dynasty"!"

"Snapped!"

Half of the chalk hit Han Junjun's forehead accurately, leaving a white spot on his head.

"Han Junjun! What is the biggest difference between mitosis and amitosis?!"

Han Junjun was taken aback, stood up quickly, and said without hesitation: "Report to the teacher! Mitosis occurs in eukaryotic cells, and amitosis occurs in prokaryotic organisms!"

The biology teacher is a serious old woman, when she heard Han Junjun's answer, she stared at Han Junjun for a long time, but the anger she wanted to get angry didn't come out, she looked aggrieved, pointed at Mr. Wang again, and said in a hateful voice: "Mr. Wang! "

"exist!"

Master Wang was covering his mouth and giggling, but when he heard the teacher calling him, he stood up tensely.

"What is the changing law of mitotic metaphase?!"

Mr. Wang was dumbfounded, his mouth mumbled and he couldn't speak.

The old woman held the classroom door: "Get out!"

"Hahahaha!"

Amidst the laughter of the whole class, Mr. Wang lowered his head obediently and went to stand in the corridor for punishment.

"Made! Dog Junjun! How could he know the answer to the question?!"

Standing in the corridor, Mr. Wang eavesdropped on the movement in the classroom from time to time, while being puzzled!
While Mr. Wang was bowing his head and scolding the biology teacher secretly, there was a sound of little high heels stepping on the floor in the corridor.

When Mr. Wang heard this voice, his nerves immediately tensed up!

"what happened?"

The person who came was dressed as a workplace beauty, with a pair of small rimless glasses on his pretty face, and his black hair was tied into a ponytail behind his head.

Sang Xiaozhi, Mr. Wang's class teacher, is just 25 years old this year and is a mature goddess in the eyes of boys in the school.

Master Wang didn't dare to raise his head, and said in a low voice, "Let's talk in class."

"With whom?"

"Han Junjun."

Sang Xiaozhi nodded, and looked Mrs. Wang up and down: "Why didn't you come to the evening self-study yesterday?"

Mr. Wang saw sweat on his forehead, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

"Ok?"

Hearing Sang Xiaozhi's voice gradually raised, Master Wang hurriedly lied: "I, I went to Teacher Lu's house to make up lessons last night!"

"Teacher Lu?"

Sang Xiaozhi frowned cutely, and the stern look of physics teacher Lu Jianjun came to her mind.

She used to be a student of this school, and Lu Jianjun also taught her physics. Although she has become a colleague now, she is still a little timid towards Lu Jianjun instinctively.

After staring at Mr. Wang's face suspiciously for a long time, Sang Xiaozhi did not let go of his plan: "Follow me!"

After all, he stepped on his high heels and walked in front of him.

"It's miserable!"

Mr. Wang followed behind Sang Xiaozhi with a bitter face, but somehow his eyes were attracted by the twisted two lumps of flesh.

"Hey! This small hip skirt! Hey! This little black silk high heel!"

When he arrived at the office, Sang Xiaozhi sat down on his chair, picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at Mr. Wang: "Your dad's phone number!"

Master Wang took Sang Xiaozhi's cell phone with trembling hands and entered Wang's father's cell phone number with a "didi di" sound.

"Hello! Hello! Are you Mr. Wang's father? That's it..."

While Sang Xiaozhi was talking to Wang's father on the phone, she glanced at Mr. Wang's expression from the corner of her eye.

At this time, Wang's father had just finished a busy night and was sleeping in the hospital lounge. Suddenly he received a call from his son's class teacher, and he became energetic: "This kid skipped class?"

"No, Mr. Wang, I want to ask, is Mr. Wang making up lessons with Mr. Lu?"

Father Wang's eyes were bloodshot and he pressed his temples and thought for a long time. He vaguely remembered that Mr. Wang told him a few days ago about making up lessons from a physics teacher.

"Yes, Teacher Sang, there is such a thing!"

When Sang Xiaozhi heard this, his expression did not change and he thanked him: "Okay, Mr. Wang, I'm interrupting your work!"

Father Wang hurriedly said politely: "It's okay! Teacher Sang, if that kid is mischievous at school and you can't deal with it, just tell me! Let me see how I deal with him when I get home!"

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Sang Xiaozhi hung up the phone, raised her head and looked at Mrs. Wang in front of her: "Did you really go to Teacher Lu's to make up lessons last night?"

Master Wang's back was sweating, and his eyes were sincere: "It's really gone!"

Sang Xiaozhi pondered for a while, but had no choice but to give up: "Okay, you go back!"

"Good teacher!"

As soon as Mr. Wang turned to leave, the Chinese teacher Li behind Sang Xiaozhi said: "Mr. Sang, pay more attention to managing these poor students! Just now that kid fell asleep in my Chinese class for the whole class!"

"Yes! Teacher Sang!"

The math teacher followed up and said, "It's your first time as a class teacher, so you need to learn more from other teachers' experience in leading classes! Just throw a poor student like this to the last row and leave him alone, let him sit so far ahead , What a bad atmosphere in the class! When other students saw it, the people in the first few rows were going to class and sleeping there openly, what do you make other students think?"

Sang Xiaozhi pursed her lips, forced a smile to several teachers, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, I will consider it!"

What happened to the poor student?
Looking back, Sang Xiaozhi couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart!

There have never been students who have been abandoned by the teacher, but students who have not given up on themselves!
As long as I work hard!Even if he is a poor student, I want him to get good grades in the college entrance examination!

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After one day's class, Mr. Wang rushed to the Internet cafe with Han Junjun in high spirits.

"Junjun, are you still going to the make-up class at night?"

Master Wang and Han Junjun signed up for Teacher Lu's remedial classes together, but they often skipped classes every now and then.

Teacher Lu is extremely strict in school, but turns a blind eye in the remedial classes.

"not going!"

Han Junjun shook his head domineeringly: "Today, daddy will let you see what the real platinum strength is!"

"Go!"

(End of this chapter)