A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Shu Ange had talked to him, but he always responded silently, neither explaining why he didn't come to school nor repenting.

According to Shu Ange, Zhang Ruize is a good student with a relatively quiet personality. She learned from her deskmate that he has been in this state for almost a month, and his grades have dropped significantly.

In this case, a home visit is very necessary.

Shu Ange looked at Zhang Ruizeliu's home address and phone number. In a single-parent family, his mother's phone number has been shut down, and his home address is not too detailed.

She asked Zhang Ruize, but he replaced the answer with silence.

In the evening self-study of English, Class 1207 was making a lot of noise. Some people were folding paper planes, some were playing game consoles, and some were watching Korean dramas and chatting together. There were very few people studying.

The English teacher maintained the order several times. Seeing that the students were still doing their own way, he was so angry that he threw the book and left. When he left, he did not forget to call Shu Ange to complain.

Shu Ange was researching the home visit in the office. After receiving a call from the English teacher, he apologized full of guilt, then put down the lesson plan, picked up his handbag and walked towards the classroom.

Managing 40 students is really more difficult than training the army. At least the people in the army know discipline and obedience, and the students will only make a lot of noise.

Shu Ange walked along the corridor, each class was studying quietly, only one person would make some small movements, but the movements were not big.

Before she reached the door of Class 1207, she first heard the shouting of the students.

"Return the phone, I'll ask you to return it to me, hurry up."

"Wow, so handsome, I really like the dialogue between the hero and heroine, I really wish I was the heroine."

Shu Ange frowned, strode into the classroom, and knocked on the door.

"The teacher is here."

I don't know who shouted, the classroom became silent in an instant, and all kinds of sounds of stuffing things in the drawers sounded one after another.

Su Fengchen held his chin and smiled silly while looking at Shu Ange. When he saw him like this at the same table, he couldn't bear it. He bumped him with his elbow and said softly, "Don't be a nympho, the teacher will see it."

He said almost babblingly, "You're a nympho. Teacher Shu is beautiful and cute. She's a goddess."

Shu Ange walked up to the podium, put his hand on the table, glanced at the students, and said in a cold voice, "It's evening self-study time. When all the students in the class are studying hard, our classmates have a meal in the classroom. market."

All the students bowed their heads one after another, and the humming was endless. As for whether they were repenting or snickering, it was unknown.

Shu Ange took the pointer and slammed down on the table, then slowly walked off the podium and stood in the first row of corridors.

"take it out."

She looked at Chen Zhumei, who was lying on the table, trying her best to block the drawer with her body, and stretched out her hand with a smile.

"Teacher, I..."

Chen Zhumei bit her lip and looked at Shu Ange at a loss, her eyes full of pleading.

Shu Ange did not relent, and continued to repeat with a stern face: "Take it out."

All eyes were on Chen Zhumei. She blushed and took out a novel with a very girly cover from the drawer.

Shu Ange glanced at the cover of the book, then looked at Su Fengchen. After the two looked at each other, he showed her white teeth and smiled brightly at her.

"Student Su Fengchen, please help the teacher with the storage basket, okay?"

"Yes, of course."

Su Fengchen rashly stood up from the chair, his legs touched the table, and his smile was stupid.

He followed Shu Ange with the storage basket. After she collected the novels, game consoles, etc., she threw them into the basket in his arms.

Some people couldn't get used to Su Fengchen's dog-leg appearance, so he pointed his **** at him, he raised his chin, and made a face at the other party, expressing his joy.

When Shu Ange walked to Cheng Yihan's side, she was sitting upright, holding a pen in her hand, earnestly doing the English test paper, as if she was completely immersed in her studies.

The atmosphere in the classroom was unprecedentedly dignified, and the people who had received the things were depressed, holding pens in frustration, exchanging glances, trying to find a way to get the things back.

Cheng Yihan answered the question seriously, and Shu Ange tapped her desk with her slender, white fingers: "Classmate Cheng, have you read the question before doing the question? This is a translation question, why are you copying the sentences in the reading question?"

After Shu Ange said this, Cheng Yihan stopped writing, flipped her hair, and said softly, "I'm careless."

"It's not careless, it's because -- leave it to me for safekeeping."

Shu Ange opened Cheng Yihan's English practice sheet, took out a thin comic book from underneath, and threw it into the basket that Su Fengchen was holding.

Cheng Yihan was anxious all of a sudden. She looked up at Shu Ange and said eagerly, "Teacher, that comic is a limited edition I borrowed from someone else. Please return it to me. I will never read comics in class again."

"Find me in the office tomorrow morning during recess."

Shu Ange continued to walk back, Cheng Yihan bit the pen holder, frowned, and her long hair fell down to cover her face.

The storage basket was quickly filled. Shu Ange walked over to Xie Lingxuan. He took the initiative to throw a brand new game console into Su Fengchen's basket, and then casually turned the pen.

In Cao Ying's heart in Han, he turned his pen when he didn't play the game console. Shu Ange looked at Xie Lingxuan for a while, but he still didn't lift his head.

Shu Ange didn't stand still with him. After confiscating all the people and belongings who did little tricks in class, she stood on the podium and looked down at everyone with contempt.

"I'm sorry, my classmates, as the head teacher, I'm sorry."

Her opening remarks surprised everyone, and the students looked at each other, not knowing what Shu Ange meant.

"Although I'm sorry, but if you think that this alone will make me give up on you, it's impossible. I've confiscated everything. If you want to take it back, please write a review letter and come to the office to find me. ."

As soon as Shu Ange finished speaking, there were whispers from the podium.

"What, let someone write a self-criticism for this little thing."

"I'd rather not have my things, and the teacher is too overbearing."

The sound of the pointer sounded again, and Shu Ange said solemnly: "Please be quiet, it's evening self-study time, please concentrate on reviewing or previewing English."

After everyone stopped talking, Shu Ange nodded to Su Fengchen and said, "Take the things to my office, and the monitor will learn to maintain order on the podium."

She took Su Fengchen and put the collected things into the office. Mo Xiaoyuan sat on the podium with the book in her arms, and carefully brushed the exercises.

When he got to the office, Su Fengchen held a storage basket full of novels, comics, game consoles and mobile phones, and asked with a smile, "Teacher, where do you put these things?"

"Put it here."

Shu Ange looked around and pointed to the position of the cabinet. Su Fengchen hummed and moved the things over.