Broken wolves

Chapter 186

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Yangjian officially started working...

Different from other teachers in suits and leather shoes, Ye Yangjian's first day's attire was still very casual. It was still a pair of jeans, a pair of more fashionable imitation military boots on the market, and a simple and fitting T-shirt. The tactical knife and pistol are fixed on the multi-functional tactical belts on the left and right calves, and they are covered with jeans so that they cannot be seen from the outside.With a pack of cigarettes stuck in the pocket of his jeans, Ye Yangjian yawned, picked up the roster and went downstairs...

Class One, Senior Three, this classroom called Devil Class is located on the third floor.Ye Yangjian walked down the stairs from the seventh floor. The floor of the corridor of the teaching building was smooth and clean, and the black marble was so bright that people could be seen.Surrounded by rich kids wearing all kinds of famous brands in a hurry, they ignored the surprised expressions and whispered pointers of the surrounding teachers and students.Ye Yangjian, who had cross scars on his face, had an indifferent expression on his face, the class roll was held under his armpit, and his hands were ### in his trouser pockets.With a cigarette in his mouth, Mance walked methodically through the crowd towards his classroom...

Finally, I saw the door plate of Class [-] of Senior Three, the door was closed, and it was quiet inside, Ye Yangjian wondered if the students would give the teacher some tricks on the door like he did when he was a child.On the first day of the substitute class, if you get something like footwash, red ink, blackboard eraser, you will lose face

It is precisely because Mr. Xiao Ye has such concerns, so he kicks him without saying a word...

"Boom!..." The classroom door was stomped open by Ye Yangjian, walking in figure eight steps, with a cigarette in his mouth. At this time, Ye Yangjian looked like a fascist. "Damn it! I'll kill your prestige first!" Ye Yangjian thought proudly, this is the iron-fisted scholarship that Dad really taught!This fucking is just too much for his taste.

Without the expected footwashing water, red ink and blackboard eraser, Ye Yangjian walked into the classroom and glanced down and found something was wrong...

The students in the classroom sat neatly, wearing uniforms and wearing school badges, sitting upright, with various books and notes on the table, and pairs of twinkling and innocent eyes were looking at this student who seemed to be full of violence. factor man.

"I'm sorry, my hand is in my trouser pocket, so I don't have time to open the door with it!..." Ye Yangjian thought to himself, since things are already like this, he should just continue pretending. He has two advantages, first, he is very casual. Because, the second thing that I can't figure out is absolutely not a waste of brain cells. "I love you so much..." Ye Yangjian thought to himself.

According to the routine, the teacher wants the students to introduce himself first, and Ye Yangjian is also a person who has completed a year of college, so he is not proud or hesitant.Grabbed a piece of chalk from the chalk box, turned around and wrote down his name on the blackboard with "唰唰唰唰..." The three words were flamboyant, with the momentum of a golden horse and an iron horse. After writing the words, Ye Yangjian As soon as the chalk head was thrown away, the hands were propped up on the podium and he still introduced himself...

"From today onwards, I will be your homeroom teacher. Let me introduce myself first: My name is Ye Yangjian. I am 24 years old and unmarried. I just transferred to two schools in kindergarten. I graduated from elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university. Was sent to the army. Served as a soldier, stood guard, joined the party as a virgin, shot guns, played with cannons, and took pictures with Osama bin Laden. Walked south, crossed north, kissed the god of death You've been bulleted, you've been stabbed, you've slept on a crocodile...do you have any questions?" Ye Yangjian briefly introduced himself, and found that there was a dead silence under the podium...

"It's really all right? Then let's start the roll call!" Ye Yangjian was happy, these students wouldn't be so easy to fool, right? What's the matter? Hurry up~ With a hob-like expression, Ye Yangjian pulled out He took out the lighter and lit the cigarette in his mouth.

"Sun Jie...

Zhou Yuanyou...

Chen Yao...

Qin Hai!Qin Hai!Qin Hai!Qin Hai!Qin Hai.Well, make it louder in the future! ...

Wei Liu...

Qi Xiangdong...

Song Chaochao...

Fan Mingzi!Fan Mingzi!Fan Mingzi! ..." Yeyangjian was born in the army, and the roll call is very stylish, with a loud and sonorous voice, and short and powerful words. It is completely different from the half-dead roll call of ordinary teachers. The students below are obviously a little uncomfortable with the names, and the answering voice is like It was a mosquito humming. After Ye Yangjian yelled a few times, the student's voice was obviously louder, but it could be heard that there was a bit of anger in it. …

"Okay, there should be 40 people in the class, but there are actually 35 people! Can anyone tell me, where are the few guys who didn't show up?" After closing the roster, Ye Yangjian looked at the last person in the classroom. The empty seat frowned and asked.

No one answered him...

"Where did everyone go?" Ye Yangjian asked in a raised voice.

"Where's the monitor? Stand up for a while." Ye Yangjian felt depressed, okay!Now the fuck is starting to softly resist, right?

"I'm the monitor of Class [-], Grade [-]," a girl in a neat school uniform stood up and said to Ye Yangjian with a little pride. She knew that Ye Yangjian had just come to substitute class, and she was not very familiar with the students' names yet.As a top student, she has been receiving the elite lady education model at home since she was a child. No matter what she does, the word elegance must be kept in mind.Therefore, Class [-] of the third year of high school unanimously approved her as the class monitor.

"What's your name?" Ye Yangjian opened the roster, glanced quickly, and asked after searching the memory in his mind.

"My name is Yan Qingran." The fair-skinned girl with neck-length hair cut looked Ye Yangjian squarely at her and replied.

"Well, let me ask you, where are the people who didn't show up for the roll call?" Ye Yangjian closed the roll call and asked Yan Qingran.

"Oh, maybe I'm sick..." Yan Qingran thought for a while and gave a reasonable explanation.

"Sick? Where's the leave? Let me see it!" Ye Yangjian said with his hands spread out.

"No leave..." Yan Qingran showed a disdainful smile.

"You're a dead duck, right? Let me ask you for the last time, where are those people?" Ye Yangjian narrowed his eyes, knocked on the podium with his hand and asked.

"Are you threatening me? I don't think I need to tell you..." Yan Qingran's serious expression changed from disdain to contempt. She has changed too many class teachers in this year, and she doesn't worry about the world at all Will there be any teachers in the world who dare to do something to me?

"Okay! I'll make you feel the need to tell me." Ye Yangjian narrowed his eyes even smaller, took out a cigarette and tapped it on the lighter and said.

"There are all the students in the class. Except for Yan Qingran, the class leader, the other students gather at the playground downstairs within 10 minutes, and run for 5 kilometers with light clothes, until the class leader is willing to tell the whereabouts of the other students..." Ye Yangjian put a cigarette in his mouth He said solemnly in his mouth.