The time for school is over long ago. The students in Class 29, also known as Class F, have no money to stay in the school dormitory. Most of them are from working-class or even low-income families, so the students in the class

After the bell rang, people left the campus as fast as they could.

Of course, it was very strange when they left, because the whole afternoon, Wang Jian squatted at the door of the class and kept using saws, rulers and planes to toss a lot of wood. Originally, almost no one in Class F could do anything in the afternoon.

There is no one in class, but if anyone tries to sneak out of the classroom today, he will be kicked back by Wang Jian. Even when he goes to the toilet, he must go to the second floor of the small broken building to follow him under Wang Jian's watch.

You have to wave to enter the bathroom, otherwise you won't even be able to go to the bathroom.

In Ye Wen's words, "Teacher Wang is not here to be a teacher, but to be a shepherd dog." However, no matter how many students complained, no one could do anything about Wang Jian. They could only bite the bullet.

I spent an afternoon attending classes that I didn’t understand.

"Teacher Wang, you are really good at it."

After the students left, the math teacher in Class F walked slowly to Wang Jian's side and looked at Wang Jian leisurely, who had been making vertical gestures with his hands behind his back, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Originally, teachers in this school liked teaching Class F the most. As long as they were not the class teacher, it could be said to be the easiest life with a mixed salary. Generally, they were not teachers with some connections, so there was really no way to assign them to Class F.

In the past, Mr. Chen was said to be very carefree. In the morning, he would study by himself. In the afternoon, he would play poker and mahjong with other teachers from Class F in the office. Anyway, the second floor is the office of Class F. This small building

There are not many people coming to the dilapidated building. The conditions are poor but the leisure and contentment is exchanged, which is quite cost-effective.

But it was different today. Not to mention the students were oppressed. Even he, a teacher in his thirties, was scolded by Wang Jian. It was embarrassing. Wang Jian kicked the office open at that time.

After asking who was in the math class, you opened your mouth and scolded him. This is like not caring about any feelings and not giving any face.

This caused the school janitor and other teachers who were playing cards with him to run away in despair, so he could only go to class obediently. But he couldn't hold it back. He was the brother-in-law of the dean of academic affairs.

Although he can't be said to be walking sideways in this school, the leaders of all sizes are also polite to him. When the head teacher of Class F came here in the past, he was treated like a guest, offering cigarettes and saying good things to him.

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But as soon as Wang Jian came, he scolded him so much that he, a veteran, was so angry that even his chrysanthemums were boiling with anger. But it was not easy to confront Wang Jian directly. After all, Marshal Wang had pried off the TV wall that morning.

Now the whole school has gone away, and many girls of all ages came to admire Wang Jian's style in the afternoon.

So he had no choice but to mock Wang Jian in a weird way.

"You are the most positive person I have ever seen. I hope young people will not give up halfway."

Wang Jian didn't even raise his head: "When will you retire?"

Teacher Chen was stunned. He never expected that Wang Jian would suddenly ask such a question, so he was a little at a loss for a moment.

However, during his silence, Wang Jian also continued to talk to himself:

"I was listening to your class outside. I was just reading from the book. You are not as good at teaching math as a Chinese teacher. Don't talk about them. I almost fell asleep while listening to you outside. I think you should retire early and go back to take care of me.

My child, teaching is not suitable for you. It is better to go outside and sell sweet potatoes than here."

"snort!"

Teacher Chen waved his hands, his face was livid, and Wang Jian was so angry that he couldn't say a word, ignored Wang Jian, and quickly left this plague god.

Wang Jian just sneered and said nothing more. He kept squatting on the ground and playing with the piles of neatly arranged wood.

Of course, this Teacher Chen was not an easy person to get along with. As he walked and breathed heavily, he called the dean of academic affairs:

"Tell me about this Wang Jian. He broke the rules when he first arrived, was rude to the students, spoke poorly, showed no respect for his superiors, and even called me trash in front of the students. How could you recruit such a person?"

of?"

'He's right, you're just rubbish.' The dean of academic affairs suddenly agreed with Wang Jian, whom he hated so much, but he couldn't say that with his mouth. He could only pretend to be calm and said: "Don't be anxious first.

I will deal with him sooner or later. There is a background for his coming. I can’t get rid of him for the time being, so you can just feel aggrieved."

"Aggrieved? Why should I be aggrieved? Anyway, tomorrow either he will leave or I will leave. You have to change my shift for me no matter what!"

'You're a loser and you're only qualified to teach a loser class, and you want to harm other classes?'

Seeing that the director didn't speak for a long time, Teacher Chen said: "What on earth are you talking about? I'm telling you, I haven't told my sister about the last time you borrowed money from me. It's up to you to decide."

The director's lungs were swollen, so he shouted into the phone: "You can do whatever you want. Don't come tomorrow. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you now."

"Okay, what you said... beep beep beep beep..."

After hanging up the phone, the director leaned back in his chair, gritted his teeth and looked at the ceiling for a while, and put all the blame on Wang Jian. He looked at Wang Jian's resume with itching teeth, and the pen in his hand had already been written.

A planning document was smashed to pieces, and it grunted from its throat like a hungry wolf and gnashed its teeth.

"Wang Jian, if you dare, don't let me catch you. If I do, I'll tell you to go home obediently!"

But after he finished talking to himself, he still sighed and took out the phone and dialed: "David? I remember you helped Teacher Xu from Class 4 last time, right? It was math class, right? I noticed you

It seems that you teach very well. The students in Class 4 told me that you are better than a special teacher like Teacher Xu. Are you interested in becoming a math teacher? If so, come to my office tomorrow morning."

After hanging up the phone, he gritted his teeth, took out a letter of dismissal from the drawer, and then began to copy Teacher Chen's information. His face was extremely gloomy, and he muttered: "I have long disliked you, so now

It’s better to end it.”

However, his gloominess did not affect anyone. Wang Jian was still sawing wood and whistling in front of the old teaching building, which seemed very empty, looking relaxed and happy.

In fact, he doesn't like too lively situations. He quietly does what he likes alone, letting the westward setting sun cast long shadows on his body. The orange sunshine hangs on Wang Jian's head.

The fine beads of sweat looked crystal clear.

In fact, Wang Jian is not ugly. If it were not for the influence of his urban-rural clothing, he could even be said to be a handsome guy. After all, he has a slightly dark complexion and a clean complexion from delivering water, handing out flyers and setting up a street vendor in college.

With his neat cropped hair, dazzlingly white teeth, and standard and strong muscles, he looks like a very fashionable and healthy man.

And more importantly, he has a tough temperament. Even a heartthrob like Da Wei turns into a little boy when he stands next to Wang Jian. Absolutely is the first person all eyes are directed towards.

It's Wang Jian.

"Go back? I'll take you."

Wang Jian raised his head and wiped the sweat on his head randomly. He happened to see Tianran Er standing about five meters away from him, holding a pile of books and staring at the hammer in his hand and her hair.

From time to time, a few wisps are blown up by the cool evening breeze, and this scene is almost as exquisite as a movie.

"Have you ever been in an accident while driving?"

"Yes..." Ziran Er was very embarrassed: "I had a collision last month. It cost me several thousand yuan to repair the car, and the nose of the car was bruised."

"You're fine and you're good at fortune telling. Who is the other person?"

"Ahem...it's the wall..."

Well...it's a wall! Although Wang Jian has only known Tianran Er for a few days, and there have been many misunderstandings until now. But Wang Jian already has a deep understanding of Tianran Er's Er, even if she really

She has a super IQ as Dawei said, but from Wang Jian's point of view, this beautiful girl has always been a happy little girl...

"I can't leave now. I have to repair the tables and chairs in the class. It's at least five or six hours away. You go ahead. Be careful on the road."

Naturally, he groaned, turned around and ran away holding the book as if receiving divine grace. The sound of high-heeled shoes clicked away, and finally disappeared from Wang Jian's sight.

Of course Wang Jian didn't pay much attention to it. Although he admitted that sometimes he really wanted to hold Tian Tian Er and bite him hard, but after all, he was just crazy rather than stupid. He still knew how much he weighed. Even if he could beat him

He can win the tank, but at this stage, he is really not qualified to give anyone a stable life, so he will not even think about relationships, even if Dawei takes the trouble to match them every day.

As night fell quietly, Wang Jian also moved his main workplace from outside to the classroom and worked for a while. It wasn't until his stomach growled that he looked up and found that it was almost seven o'clock. He stood up, opened a bag of instant noodles, and soaked

Don't soak it, just eat it like a cracker.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the door: "That one will give you a stomachache after eating it..."

Wang Jian's hair stood up, but he quickly cleared the alarm, turned around and looked outside the door, and found Tian Ran Er standing naked at the door, carrying several lunch boxes, several large buns and a cup of milk tea.

He was stunned for a moment and looked at Tianzi Er: "Why didn't you go back?"

"I told you to leave together after get off work." Naturally Er brought the lunch box in and twisted his clothes: "I fell into the fountain when I went out to buy food..."

Seeing her trembling, Wang Jian felt funny, angry, and sometimes a little distressed. Wang Jian had known this person since he was a child, someone who could fall into a fountain while walking and do such a thing.

"Take off your clothes."

Tianran Er was suddenly startled, pinched his collar, and said tremblingly: "You... what are you going to do?"

"What do you think I'm going to do?"

Without further ado, Wang Jian pulled down the relatively clean velvet curtains in the classroom:

"If you don't dry your clothes, you will freeze to death when the temperature drops. It's only March now."

Ziran was in a dilemma, watching Wang Jian hesitate. Although he was shivering from the cold, he just refused to listen to Wang Jian's words.

"I'll go next door to eat, you can take care of it yourself."

Wang Guo did what he said, and turned off the lights and closed the door when he walked out. Because of the street lights outside, it was impossible to see if there was a girl taking off her clothes in the dark environment without looking carefully.

It took Wang Jian twenty minutes to finish what could have been eaten in three to five minutes. After almost licking the lunch box clean, he walked out of the next door and found that the classroom lights were already on. Naturally, he

She wrapped herself in flannel and was as airtight as a mummy. Only her face was exposed, and she was sitting on the podium applying a facial mask.

"You really don't... don't delay..."

Wang Jian originally wanted to make fun of her, but when he saw the women's clothes lined up on the podium, his face turned red, especially when he saw the pair of pure cotton underwear from Chibi Maruko-chan.

The blood vessels are about to burst. After all, the third master is still a very innocent little virgin. This kind of scene is more exciting than in porn movies.

"Can't you pay more attention?"

"Me? I'm not exposed?" Ziran Er adjusted her chest: "It's all covered up to my feet..."
To be continued...