Ning Yiyao was so angry that she shed tears.

Lin Bufan stepped forward, took out two stacks of money from his arms, and slapped them on the table.

As soon as he saw the money, Li Mu's eyes straightened.

"Teacher Li, there is 20,000 yuan here, is it enough for class fees?" Lin Bufan asked with a smile.

"Enough is enough." Li Mu couldn't take his eyes off the money.

Ning Yiyao and Zhuge Xin wanted to say something, but Lin Bufan reached out to stop them.

"Teacher Li, I have plenty of money, 100,000 to 200,000 is not a problem, but I only have one requirement, that is, the teachers who teach must be qualified and have real materials."

"I'm a senior teacher."

"Advanced specials can be faked. Let's compare it with me. If you are better than me, I will give you 200 yuan for a lesson. How about it?"

In those days, 200 yuan per class was an astronomical figure.

Li Mu looked at the young Lin Bufan and asked, "Are you also a support teacher?"

"No, I'm here to paint. I'll be leaving in a few days."

"Drawing? I can't draw, I teach mathematics." Li Mu said.

"I didn't say I'd compete with you in painting, let's compete in mathematics. You give me a paper and I do it, and I give you a paper and you do it. In the end, we see who scores higher, how about that?" Lin Bufan said with a smile.

"Hahahaha... Are you competing with me in math?" Li Mu laughed. He is an award-winning math teacher in the county.

"Xiao Lin, you are crazy."

"Don't compare with him."

Ning Yiyao and Zhuge Xin blocked the way.

Lin Bufan waved his hand and said, "This is between me and Teacher Li, so don't talk."

Li Mu looked sideways at Lin Bufan, rolled his eyes and said, "It seems that you are quite confident, so why not play a little bigger?"

"Okay, how do you want to play?"

"How about the loser adds another 20,000 yuan."

Li Mu wanted to covet the 20,000 yuan on the table.
Chapter completed!