"Baobabababababababababababa!" Han Zihe clapped his hands and greeted the students, "Okay, everyone cheer up! As students preparing for military training, our appearance is very important. ◎                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

"Why!"

"That's right! I'm making this Colorful Armor costs 1,800 yuan!"

"Yes, let's talk about it, the things we wear are expensive. If you lose them, will you be responsible?"

"That's right! That's right! What's wrong with the head? Why are we cut and dyed? We are here to study, not to be restricted! This is our human body and freedom!"

"That's right, this is our human right!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Need people. Rights! Need people. Rights! Need people. Rights!"

The students in Class C of Business Management did not expect that Han Zihe was a teacher who said that wind was rain.

No one had a deep mind and couldn't think of it. Teacher Han had just handed over the battle letter, and immediately pulled out his gun and opened his sword, stabbed them without hesitation, and caught them off guard.

Teacher Han’s tricks made them confused, so most of the students didn’t react for a while.

Good opportunity! The members of the team committee looked at each other and immediately threw stones into a quiet pond without hesitation.

This smash woke up the students who were just confused. As the saying goes, "A stone stirred up a thousand waves." Under the leadership of the class committee, the students protested in a verbal manner. In the end, thirty people slapped the table together and shouted "I want people. Rights."

"Human power? Haha..." Han Zihe raised the speaker in his hand.

So the whole class became quiet.

The students closed their mouths obediently without having to use the speaker.

Yes, no one of the ladies and men in this class has the preference of being abused. When facing the teacher's lust and power, everyone should bow their heads appropriately, and it is not embarrassing! Anyway, many of the predecessors in ancient times have taught everyone by using words or actions - can a real man bend and stretch!

Looking at the students who knew the current affairs in front of him, Han Zihe finally showed a real, representing a satisfied smile.

She stretched out her index finger: "1. The issue of custody of property: In a while, you go to the dean's office with me. Your valuables will be kept in him. Whether to throw them away is the responsibility of the dean. If there is any problem, you can settle the accounts with the dean. I am only responsible for notifying you."

She stretched out her middle finger: "Two, color arrogance, head shape, and the messy colors. I won't force it to stay with you. But there is one thing that doesn't meet the regulations. You guys, you can go home now, and come to class again after school next semester... Of course, it's hard to say whether you can get your graduation certificate in the end."

All staff in Class C of Business Management: (calculate with your fingers) do not participate in military training = relevant records of the Ministry of Education = Rejected graduation certificate = Sponsored money is spent = I am lucky enough to go crazy = I am in doubt about inheritance rights =...

(⊙o⊙)! Teacher, you are so cruel! You are asking us to slap ourselves in the mouth!

When Han Zihe saw that the students below understood, he finally stretched out his ring finger: "Three, human rights: This is indeed very important, but. You must understand that when you put on your military uniform, you are soldiers!"

After a pause, Han Zihe's tone was immediately adjusted to sixty degrees. At this time, her expression was extremely serious, and her voice had an invisible power: "Soldier! What is a soldier! A soldier is a steel soldier with strict rules and discipline from the beginning to the heels, and a firm will to defend the country! This is a soldier!

...Soldiers have the duty to obey orders. Therefore, at this moment, what you are preparing for military training and going to the barracks must do is to obey the orders of teachers and schools!

...Don't tell me, you are not soldiers. I tell you, even if you don't wear that training uniform, you can't enter the military camp with this kind of virtue! Your non-mainstream, washing, cutting and blowing style, and wanting to bring it into the military camp is an insult to the military camp! You are not worthy of entering!"

Speaking excitedly, Han Zihe's military sentiment in his previous life jumped out. She was excited and slapped the podium.

"puff!"

All the students in Class C of Business Management, with thirty pairs of eyes, watched the stone ball that was ready to be carved into the class emblem in the morning, and was instantly slapped. Teacher Han raised his hand and the good stone ball turned into powder and was blown away with the wind...

Blow away...blow away...blow away...blow away...

Thirty students, thirty heads, at the same time and at the same frequency, replays the three golden words "blow away".

It was not until a light cough came from the podium that everyone woke up as if they were dreaming.

Looking at the remaining stone powder rising and falling on the table and in the air, everyone fought a cold war.

At this time, their eyes at Han Zihe were truly filled with a hint of awe... and curiosity.

Deputy Yang Ze of the class was a little confused. He stared at the original position of the stone ball and murmured to himself: "This is a strange stone I bought for 10,000 yuan, a strange stone..."

"Ahem!" Han Zihe was a little embarrassed. She was really excited just now and couldn't control her. "That Yang, Yang Ze, right? I'll pay you at the original price later."

Yang Ze was stunned when he heard his name being called out by Han Zihe for the first time. Fortunately, Tong Youwei, who was beside him, then he realized: "No, it's okay, what's not worth it!"

His cheeks were a little red. Yang Ze touched the tip of his ears and glanced at Han Zihe shyly, then quickly pulled back his gaze.

He lowered his head and rubbed his hands. His squeamish attitude almost made the students vomit.

It was not until his deskmate Tong Youwei couldn't help but kick him in the foot that Yang Ze looked at Han Zihe with anticipation again: "If... the teacher can teach me to crush stones with empty hands, I can provide a few more baskets of strange stones for practice, really!"

Hey?!... This statement is deeply loved by my heart! The remaining twenty-nine students looked at the podium together.

Suddenly, he was stared at by thirty pairs of eyes with green light, and Teacher Han Zihe was a little uncomfortable!

"Ah! Then... I'd better pay you." Teacher Han refused neatly.

Before they could talk, Han Zihe called everyone to the school hall: "Go there to gather, then wash, cut, dye, and serve one-stop. When you come back, I believe everyone will feel refreshed...ga?"

"Master! Master! Just be a disciple with wise eyes! I am a talented disciple and have a clear bones. It is really a good material for martial arts practice!...Master! Master! Master, after passing through the village of the disciple, there is no such store!"

Yang Ze, that funny guy, came over at some point, hugged Han Zihe's thigh and started screaming.

At this time, the students who were walking out stopped seeing this scene and looked over.

"Xiao Zhi, this won't work. Is it really easy for her to take us down?" Ye Xingyun hid behind his classmate and asked Dong Zhi sideways.

Dong Zhi snorted coldly, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Haha, we have planned so many plans, what are we afraid of?! Let's play with her one by one to see if she can hold on!"

"That's right, it really doesn't work. Let's just strike and see how she, a general without soldiers, takes charge!" Luo Zhitong responded from behind.

At this time, a smirk appeared on the face of the sports committee member Wu Wu. He begged to Ye Xingyun and said, "Let's do this for a while..."

Just as a few thorns were looking for opportunities to not cooperate without violence, Han Zihe looked at the second guy under his feet with a black thread, and then... kicked him away with one kick. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!