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881. Section 881 what hit?

On the playground.

A group of students looked at Zhao Xiaohan in front of him with a look of surprise, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

It was a kind of surprise, and it also had an incredible. Yes, it was incredible. They never thought that one day, the teacher would discuss novels with them and tell them that it was useless to get a score of 100 points. These words were nothing from their mouths, but if they said them from a teacher, it would be incredible!

"Teacher, do you read novels too?"

"Look! I not only read novels, but also smoke. Didn't you notice it?"

"Then teacher, do you watch AV?"

Suddenly, a disharmonious voice sounded, and a boy with a vulgar face opened his mouth with a strange smile. When he heard this sentence, a group of girls suddenly turned red, turned their heads and glared at the boy coquettishly. However, the boys around him also began to cheer: "Yes, teacher, are you watching AV?"

"We might as well wait for such a serious topic to discuss when it's late at night?" Zhao Xiaohan smiled and looked at the male students who were curious about everything, shook his head and said, "It's not good to discuss these unhealthy topics in front of girls, right? If there are good seeds, remember to send my email address. I'll give you the email address later. By the way, I don't like to read uncensored ones, I only read with codes."

"Damn, teacher, your taste is unique!"

Listening to Zhao Xiaohan's words, the group couldn't help but burst into laughter. They found that this teacher seemed to speak better than she thought!

"You don't understand, but children like to watch uncensored because they are curious. For us adults, we prefer coded movies. It is a kind of hazy beauty. Because you can't see it, you will have room for imagination. Mystery, and it is always the most attractive!"

"Teacher, as a teacher, it is not appropriate to talk to students about these things during class, right?" Suddenly, a boy wearing glasses spoke, and it can be seen that he was very dissatisfied with Zhao Xiaohan, and there was a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

"He Xiaopang, you just talk a lot, right?"

"He Xiaopang, what do you want to do?"

"Yes, He Xiaopang, if you don't want to listen, just block your ears. We like to listen!"

Before Zhao Xiaohan could speak, someone around him had already maintained Zhao Xiaohan. After hearing the rebuttals from people around him, the boy named He Xiaopang sneered, turned his head to look at the students around him, and sneered: "Hehe, can only be a teacher for someone like him? I think it's just a scum in society, just eating mixed food, what kind of future can you have in your life? Just him, he is still here to be my teacher, is he worthy?"

As he spoke, He Xiaopang stood up and looked at Zhao Xiaohan disdainfully, patted the soil on his butt, and suddenly said, "Sorry, this teacher, I think you can't teach me anything. I'm going back to the classroom to study first. By the way, I will complain to the school. During class, I will take the students to the playground to chat, and I don't even have the basic professional ethics of being a teacher. What kind of ability do I have to be my teacher?"

After the words came, He Xiaopang turned around and left without any intention of giving Zhao Xiaohan face. Looking at He Xiaopang's long-lived look, before Zhao Xiaohan could speak, there were already students around him: "Teacher, don't care too much about his words. He just relies on his own good studies and has some money at home. He usually feels he is the best in the world, but he is actually a stupid Boy..."

"Teacher, if you don't feel good about him, tell me, I'll ask someone to beat him right now. Damn, don't ask who this is, and dare to show off in front of me!"

"Yes, damn, I've been upset with him, beat him!"

"Beat him!"

Suddenly, a group of boys stood up with a roll of sleeves. Looking at the posture, they really planned to fuck the guy, so they started to do it. Seeing the group of people roaring unscrupulously, Zhao Xiaohan's brows suddenly frowned, raised his head, looked at the people coldly, threw away the cigarette butts in his hands, raised his eyebrows and spoke: "Fight, what are you fighting? Do your family spend money to ask you to come to school to fight? Fight, what else can you do besides fighting? Let's not recite a word of the text all day long, and when you say you want to fight, you will look at how excited you look?"

After saying a word, seeing that the students didn't move at all, Zhao Xiaohan glared and shouted: "Sit down. Who would dare to fight me today? Believe it or not, I'll discount his legs first?!"

Silence, the group of people were stunned.

Listening to Zhao Xiaohan's words and looking at his aura when he spoke, the group of people were frightened. They only had one idea in their minds. Let me tell you, is this guy a teacher or a gangster? As soon as they opened their mouths, they wanted to discount other people's legs. Why are teachers more fierce than gangsters these days?

"I count one, two, three, and I will do it if I don't sit down. Did you hear it?" Seeing the people still holding on, Zhao Xiaohan frivolously said something.

"three!"

As the three words were spoken out, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly stood up from the grass. The moment he stood up, a stick suddenly appeared in his hand, and he didn't know when it was held in his hand. Anyway, when he saw him standing up with the stick, the few people who were still shouting that they were going to fight were so scared that they sat on the ground.

"Don't be angry, I must be angry!" Looking at the students who were sitting down obediently, Zhao Xiaohan rolled his eyes in anger, finally sorted out his clothes, coughed the doctor, and said to himself: "It almost ruined the image I have worked hard to create!"

Just as Zhao Xiaohan was talking to himself, suddenly a voice sounded, very small, but it was enough for everyone to hear it clearly: "Teacher, you are cheating, you say you count one, two, three, why do you count three directly?"

"I want to joke with them, count backwards, three, two, one, who knows, before I counted, they were scared!" Zhao Xiaohan smiled softly, sat on the grass, and then said, "Okay, now, let's continue to start class. By the way, where did we talk about it just now?"
Chapter completed!
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