Nobody touch my villain

Chapter 74 Teacher 3
After the summer vacation, the campus was still a little restless, and the students were still a little restless.

The cicada on the tree is still screaming non-stop, and the students in the class are still a little restless, and they seem to have not recovered their thoughts.

The breeze slowly brought enthusiasm, and Su Yi followed the dean to the class.

"Why are you arguing? You are already in the third year of high school, so you should focus on your studies, not idle talk."

The dean angrily slapped the table.

The students below were obviously intimidated and remained silent.

He looked at Su Yi with some curiosity in his eyes.

Su Yi was wearing a light green pleated skirt, with ball hair tied up, his fair little face was tanned and tender, and his big watery eyes were calm and indifferent.

Standing there, it immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"Hey, there is such a beautiful female student in our class."

"I decided that she will be my goddess from today on."

"How is her skin maintained?"

"Tch, Hu Meizi."

The classmates whispered below.

The eyes of the male students were a little bit happy, some of the female students showed envy, and some had disdain in their eyes.

The dean slapped the table vigorously: "What are you whispering to each other?"

The sleeping man in the last row raised his head and said lazily, "Old Su, what's the matter? Are you so angry?"

"you shut up."

The dean said bitterly.

Clearing his throat, he signaled Su Yi to come forward: "From today on, Su Yi will be your homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher, please give me some peace of mind."

"Wow, such a beautiful teacher, the school is really willing."

"That's right, she looks younger than us, so she won't cry!"

A few bold male students made fun of it.

There was no expression on Su Yi's face, and his eyes lightly skipped those people.

I sure as hell don't cry.

I don't know if you cry or not.

The dean gave the boys a hard look: "Give me a little peace of mind, you should study hard when you are in the third year of high school. Especially you Phytophthora, don't make trouble."

Shang Lu lazily leaned on the back of the chair, and answered casually.

I thought it was a student, but it turned out to be a teacher.

Don't say, it's so beautiful, it looks smaller than yourself.

I just don't know if I'm married or not.

Shanglu's mind was full of imagination, but his face still had that careless look on his face.

"Ms. Su, if you have anything to say, just tell me, then you go to class." After speaking, the dean left.

The people on the podium calmly opened the textbook and began to read the content above.

The dean looked at the students who were listening quietly below, nodded in satisfaction and left.

Seeing the dean leave, the students in the classroom immediately yelled: "Come on, come on, let's talk."

Those who eat eat, those who sleep sleep, and the people on the podium are left alone to sing a one-man show.

Su Yi didn't care, and continued to read with that undulating voice.

Shanglu looked at the people on the podium.

Not to mention that listening to her reading is quite hypnotic.

Thinking of this, Shanglu lay down and continued to sleep.

A few boys who lost the game angrily threw their phones into the drawer.

Look at the unaffected people at the podium.

He Qing rolled his beautiful eyes and winked at the person next to him.

"Lend me your fake snake."

The person next to him handed over the fake snake, He Qing took it and put it in the drawer, then raised his hand.

Su Yi turned a blind eye and continued to study.

He Qing shouted dissatisfied: "Mr. Su, I have a question, can you come down and answer it for me?"

The people on the stage stopped reading.

Looking over with a faint gaze, there is no expression on his face.

Inexplicably gives people a sense of oppression.

He Qing shrugged uncomfortably, trying hard to look normal.

Dengdengdeng.

Su Yi stepped down.

"where."

He Qing smiled triumphantly and threw the toy snake over.

The latter caught it firmly, rolled it into a ball, and pinched it to pieces.

He Qing: ⊙﹏⊙

Other viewers: ⊙﹏⊙

One expression is more frightened than the other.

"Question." Su Yi looked at He Qing as usual.

Not to ask questions until I can't answer them.

He Qing was a little timid.

Weakly flipping through the textbook, he pointed to a random place and asked a question.

Su Yi looked at him quietly: "Is that on your head a decoration?"

"..." Well, it's so fierce.

He Qing changed the question, but still got the outburst from Su Yi.

With several questions in succession, He Qing was already suspicious of his life.

Everyone cast a sympathetic look.

"Are you still asking?"

Ask a ghost!He Qing went back in his heart.

On the face, he replied weakly: "Don't ask."

"Okay, those who are awake wake up those who are sleeping, and continue the class."

The people below raised their heads one by one, staring straight at the blackboard.

In Qi Shushu's head, it was obvious that Shanglu was sleeping, and the people around him shook their heads: they dared not wake people up.

Su Yi took out a piece of chalk and threw it viciously.

The little things are patient.

Dare to sleep in my class.

The sleeping person seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly raised his head to catch the piece of chalk.

There was an unhappiness of being disturbed on his face, and his eyes were fierce and fierce, as if he wanted to tear the people on the stage to pieces.

Everyone showed a gloating expression.

Su Yi's eyes were pale: "Little...student, don't sleep in class."

Little classmate.

Provocation, naked provocation, everyone felt that the people on stage were dead.

I saw Shang Lu coldly throwing the chalk into the trash can, lazily propping his chin against the table.

Are you not angry?
Everyone was a little surprised. Seeing Shanglu obediently looking at the blackboard, with a bit of playfulness in his eyes, he turned his head silently.

This is being missed!

Ignoring that deep line of sight, Su Yi turned around and started writing on the blackboard.

Someone in the middle wanted to take the key on Su Yi's podium, but was held down by a small white hand.

With a twist, the classmate wailed: "It hurts, teacher, I was wrong."

Su Yi opened his textbook, remembered the name on it, and calmly withdrew his hand.

First time as class teacher.

I decided he was my first home visit object.

After one class, Su Yi packed up his things leisurely: "From now on, in my class, I will have the final say, don't make trouble."

"Besides my class, don't make trouble, I'm most afraid of trouble."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

They were all young and full of vigor, and they were suppressed and ridiculed by a teacher who seemed "weak and weak". They were immediately dissatisfied with patting the table, but that person didn't even bother to look at them.

Class F of the third year of senior high school had a new homeroom teacher, and the news spread that he calmed down the students in Class F on the first day and made her and them attend class obediently.

Hearing these words, several thorns in the class gathered together dissatisfied.

"No, I can't let a woman suppress us, I'm not reconciled."

"Yes, me too."

Everyone said and looked at Shanglu: "Brother Lu, what do you think we should do?"

Shanglu lazily fiddled with the car bell, glanced at the person leaving the school, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The opportunity has come. How about being a teacher and being beaten brutally to save the students?"

"Good idea!"

(End of this chapter)