Full-time Teacher/C16 Class Absence
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C16 Class Absence

The quiet and gentle young girl, Chen Shaotian, quickly hid behind Jiang Li. "I didn't. I'm not a traitor. I just happened to meet my teacher here."

"Still pretending, we all heard it." The boy stepped forward.

When he came back to his senses, the cigarette in his mouth had already fallen into the hands of the adonis opposite him. He did not seem to be afraid of the heat, and with a little push of his palm, the cigarette was crushed into fine powder and scattered with the wind.

"Damn, you know kung fu?"

"Is it that cool? Formidable, brother! "

A few of the male students exclaimed.

Jiang Li said, "I don't know what the form teacher taught us in the past, but from today onwards, since you are my students, you are not allowed to smoke in front of me."

"Hahahaha!" A few guys held their stomachs and laughed loudly. One of the green-haired guy took out a cigarette and lit it up again, like Crow Bro did. He said in a cool tone: "Who the f * ck do you think you are? Even my dad doesn't care about me, so what can you do about it? I'm going to smoke, what can you do to me? Heh, what kind of expression is that? You want to hit me? Come, come, come. Try touching me.

Just as he finished speaking, whoosh!

The green hair felt dizzy once again. When he realized that the cigarette in his mouth was gone, he couldn't help but get angry. "F * ck you, you want to do this again?"

The cigarettes weren't bought with money?

Jiang Li said, "You can keep smoking, and I can keep stopping you."

"You …" The green hair's expression changed slightly. "Fine, you have balls, pretty boy." "Young Master Chen, I advise you to quit school. You should know better than me what the consequences are for you to snitch on me."

Chen Shaotian was so anxious that his eyes were tearing up. He tried his best to defend himself, "I didn't, I didn't inform you, I really met teacher …"

However, the three boys did not listen to her explanation and sauntered upstairs.

"Teacher, what should I do?" Chen Young Lord's eyes turned red.

Jiang Li consoled her, "It's alright. With me here, they won't dare to do anything to you. Follow me upstairs."

Young Lord Chen rubbed his eyes and gave a soft grunt before following closely behind Jiang Li.

The third class was on the sixth floor of the old teaching building.

Since there was only one class in the huge school building, it was extremely spacious. From time to time, there would be strange rustling sounds coming from every floor, which made one's hair stand on end.

Of course, Jiang Li was not the least bit afraid of these things.

Jiang Li was dumbfounded when he pushed open the door after following Chen Young Master to the location of class three.

The classroom's layout was quite warm, and the floor was also clean. Even the blackboard newspaper was newly drawn, but … Where was he?

The large class was empty, not even a shadow of a ghost could be seen.

"Student Chen, what's going on?"

Chen Young Master was also a bit confused. "That's not right. They were still here when I went downstairs. How come they disappeared in the blink of an eye …" "Maybe, maybe he left through the back door?"

Jiang Li sighed. His first day as a teacher, he was actually ditched by a student. In order to become a teacher in charge of his class, he had to teach these naughty kids a lesson. Yesterday afternoon, he had to prepare a lesson and read through all the textbooks he had read from the first year of junior high.

"Teacher Jiang." Chen Young Master said softly, "It's good that they are not here. If they were here, they would have thought of a way to deal with you."

Oh right, I almost forgot about Chen Yang.

Jiang Li smiled and said, "It's alright, there's still you. Student Chen, where are you sitting?"

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