Mo Nan did not pay too much attention to Lu Wenchang and Tao Yuexi.

Lu Wenchang was purely looking for death. After Tao Yuexi drove him away, she closed the door with a "bang".

However, after hearing the sound, she must have hid inside and cried.

Early in the morning, a girl was insulted like this, both a "bitcher" and a "bitcher", so she naturally couldn't stand it.

Mo Nan taught in the morning, and it was his first time in the classroom, so naturally he was a little earlier.

There were also some classmates in the calligraphy class classroom. The desks of these calligraphy are relatively large, with four treasures of the study, and the appearance of an ancient school.

Mo Nan took a look at his watch and said that there was still some time before class, so he simply sat in the first row.

Not long after, a girl chewing gum and dressed in hip-hop came in, put her bag there, and sat down next to Mo Nan.

"Junior brother, newcomer? This is my exclusive sleeping position. Don't you know?" The hip-hop girl patted Mo Nan's arm casually.

Mo Nan shook his head. How could he know for the first time he came: "And what?"

"Yeah, aren't you afraid of me? Because you are a little handsome, I won't bother with you anymore. My name is Wang Zhaojun, where are you?"

Wang Zhaojun?

Isn’t that one of the four beauties in China?

"Mo Nan. Your name is quite unique." Mo Nan also joked.

Wang Zhaojun continued to chew gum and shook his head: "I'm so pretty. I've been laughed at since I was a child. This is what my father asked me to be like Wang Zhaojun and be good at playing the guzheng. However, dreams are usually the opposite! By the way, you know that a new teacher has come this time?"

"Well, I know!" Mo Nan nodded. This new teacher was himself.

Wang Zhaojun couldn't say a few words, but he looked like a good friend, put his hand on Mo Nan's shoulder and said with care: "I heard that this teacher is a young handsome man. You can act according to my eyes later. Remember to cooperate."

"What does it mean?" Monan said strangely.

"You are still better than the Tao? If the teacher is ugly, you will splash ink on yourself, and I will send you to clean it. Let's go together. If you are handsome, then there is no need to stay and see that handsome guys are still good. I like that kind of handsome uncle. Unlike you, you are still kissing, right?" Wang Zhaojun said and said, "After saying that Wang Zhaojun was going to destroy Mo Nan.

Mo Nan was a little amused when he heard this. If he could teach in heaven, many geniuses would come to listen to his words.

This Wang Zhaojun actually skipped class.

At this time, classmates were already coming in one after another. Anyone who passed by here would respectfully shout "Sister Jun!". Look at Wang Zhaojun's arrogant look, they were not even birds.

"You won't snore, are you? If you want to sleep, go to the back. Don't snore here to affect me." Wang Zhaojun took out his cell phone and looked at it, and suddenly asked.

"I never sleep in class!" Mo Nan looked back and saw that half of the people began to sleep on the table.

"That's good! I hope this new teacher won't let me down. I must be an uncle with some stubbornness." Wang Zhaojun put his palms together and prayed.

"Sister Jun, I heard that the class was a young teacher today. Finally, it wasn't the old man who taught us. You uncle finally ushered in spring." The girl in the back seat leaned forward half of her body.

"I don't know yet!"

At this moment, the music bell for class rang.

Mo Nan smiled faintly at Wang Zhaojun: "You are going to be disappointed."

"What does it mean?" Wang Zhaojun was stunned and suddenly saw Mo Nan stand up and walk towards the podium.

"Dear students, I am your new calligraphy teacher, my name is Mo Nan!"

Wang Zhaojun hugged his head with both hands, with an exaggerated expression: "Oh my god~ I just said those words to him~ I want to die!"

On the podium, Mo Nan quietly glanced at the students and found that they were all stunned, and more students chose not to believe it.

"Hey, today is not April Fool's Day, don't joke!"

"Yes, you are the new junior brother, right? This is a calligraphy class, not a place where you are joking."

Many people protested, and they couldn't figure out what was going on?

"I didn't joke with everyone. I am a professor specially hired by the principal. You can call me Teacher Mo or Professor Mo."

All the students were stunned and became a little anxious.

Couldn't it be true?

How could there be such a young professor?

Wang Zhaojun was so scared that she almost swallowed the chewing gum and said, "Are you really our teacher? Then what are your abilities? Show us your hands."

"Yes! There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings hanging around my classroom. Can you recognize which calligrapher wrote it at a glance?"

"Teacher, where is the essence of our Chinese 'crazy book'?"

"Teacher, the ancients were able to smell the incense and distinguish ink. What kind of ink are there on our desktop?"

In an instant, the students started to stir up trouble, and various questions came overwhelmingly. How could they accept such a young professor to teach them calligraphy?

It’s better to go to bed directly!

"If you can't answer, then you'd better go back and take a shower and go to bed!"

"Hehe, if you are really a teacher, then remember to give me an excellent end of the term. I promise to attend every day, sleep every day, respect each other, and not disturb each other. I sleep mine, you will teach you!"

Mo Nan was not angry when he saw the chaotic scene. In his heart, he just thought they were students, but did not think that they had become his closed disciples, so the requirements were naturally different.

"You guys love sleeping?"

Mo Nan suddenly picked up the brush beside him, slowly dipped ink, and said aloud: "I will write a word, and each of you only needs to read for three minutes, and you will go to bed throughout the class. I will never remember any violations of your discipline!"

The students were all confused for a while, and they couldn't figure out what Mo Nan wanted to do?

Wang Zhaojun also smiled and said, "You are so bold. The teacher openly encouraged students to sleep in class. Do you want to be so lazy?"

Mo Nan wrote several strokes and finally finished it.

Then, hang the calligraphy onto the blackboard!

"Quiet!" Wang Zhaojun thought out in confusion.

"quiet?"

The students were all stunned. This teacher wouldn’t naively think that just writing the word “quiet”, so everyone would be quiet, right?

"Huh? No. Why do I feel that the word "jing" is different? It seems to overlap, and the first layer is written and the second layer is written."

"I~I feel~a little sleepy."

One by one, the students looked at the word "quiet" on the blackboard and suddenly became quiet. Their eyes could no longer be separated. For some reason, suddenly, a series of tiredness came...

...

Mu Xuanyin nervously held a box of band-aids and disinfectant, and slowly walked towards the calligraphy class.

She went to find Scout Zhu Hui early in the morning.

When Zhu Hui saw her, she was like a mouse and saw a cat, and immediately shouted, "I have deleted your photo!"

Mu Xuanyin's identity is not something he can mess with.

Finally, Mu Xuanyin finally learned who the owner of the photo of the bracelet was.

With the ability of Star Scout, a new professor like Mo Nan would not be discovered. If Yan Qingsi's post was not too popular, it would be great news for Yan University to have such a young professor.

"Is this Mo Nan actually a calligraphy professor?"

Mu Xuanyin was a little worried about gains and losses. She still remembered that when she first met Mo Nan, he wrote two lines of poetry: "I am unpredictable and seek freedom, and I will not see you without seeing the peach blossoms!"

Although she was very disgusted with Mo Nan at that time, thinking that he was a big pervert and liked to follow him, I have to say that Mo Nan's calligraphy is the most vividly written by her ever seen. Even if she hates him so much, she was deeply impressed by those two lines of poetry.

"He is a calligraphy professor and has the same bracelet as me. Did he buy it or..."

Mu Xuanyin couldn't understand it, and there seemed to be a voice in her heart, calling her all the time, making her feel that she had seen Mo Nan somewhere. Even though she knew that Mo Nan had done such an excessive thing before, she still couldn't really hate him.

It's really strange.

She glanced at the band-aid she had just bought at the pharmacy and thought to herself that Mo Nan might have saved her last night and was injured by the prank grenade. Even the coach used for training was quite painful.

He saved her and it shouldn't be too much to give him a bandaid.

And, I have to ask him about the bracelet.

Mu Xuanyin let out a heavy sigh. This was the craziest thing she had done in so many years...
Chapter completed!