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There is a cat-shaped eraser standing on the table.

The taste is pretty good.

Akizuki Iroha grumbled to herself, thinking that Hououin Miki didn't like those cute things.

As expected, girls can’t resist cute things.

She thought about it, but didn't realize what this situation meant.

The abnormal behavior of Hououin Miki's pen spinning and the eraser being held vertically were subtle hints that failed to alert Akizuki Iroha.

She walked back to her seat happily.

Fenghuangin Miki took a quick glance and didn't notice any suspicion on Akizuki Iroha's face, she still had that silly husky smile.

She felt a little depressed, but quickly put that feeling aside and looked at Qingze who was walking towards her.

"Meiji, are you okay?"

Qingze glanced at her, or to be more precise, at her skirt.

At this moment, Fenghuangin Meiji felt extremely shy, as if she had been seen through, and then became angry and embarrassed.

Qingze is asking this question even though he already knows the answer!

"It's okay, just keep your eyes straight and don't look around. This is Tetsuji's original manuscript, show it to him!"

Meiji Fenghuangin angrily threw the manuscript on Qingze's desk.

Hojo Tetsuji, who was standing next to him, looked up and whispered, "Is she here again? She seems so angry!"

"I can hear you!"

Fenghuangin Meiji glared at him unhappily. At such a close distance, no matter how low the sound was, it would not escape her ears.

Ding-dong-dong, the timely ringing of the school bell rescued Hojo Tetsuji. He breathed a sigh of relief, finally he didn't have to face the young lady who ate firecrackers.

Fenghuangin Meiji glared at the two of them and turned sideways.

Qingze was a little confused, but he didn't say anything.

But if a woman is angry, she obviously won't listen to reason. He understood this very well, so he didn't make any excuses, but just picked up the original comic manuscript.

Hojo Tetsuji said casually: "After you finish reading the original manuscript of the manga, please remember to give me any comments. I'm going to sleep for a while."

He lay there and started to catch up on his sleep.

Qingze stuffed the comic manuscript into the drawer and took out an English textbook from his schoolbag.

I heard that the original English teacher has transferred away, and the new English teacher is expected to be a female college student who will graduate this year.

Chapter 182 Akizuki Iroha's Counterattack

"Good morning, my name is Mike Johnson.

From today on, I will be your English teacher, Ye Lu Si Ku."

Mike spent an entire night and finally learned how to introduce himself.

He heard that Japan is a country that pays great attention to etiquette, so after introducing himself, he chose to bow forward to express his politeness.

As the king of underground black boxing, he should have been unruly, but the Fenghuangyuan family gave him so much that he decided to do this job well.

The purpose of fighting underground boxing is to make money. It is easier to make money to support the family. Who would be willing to waste their physical life to fight?

At least, Mike never fought for the enjoyment of fighting, but only to provide for his family.

You can't lose because you lose all your money.

Mike straightened up. He was still a little uncomfortable with the suit, and it always felt like it was restricting his hands and feet.

The students looked at Mike's body, which seemed to be about to burst from his suit, and seriously suspected that the physical education teacher was playing a joke on them.

Mike noticed the surprised expressions on the students' faces and could somewhat understand them.

I really don't look like a civilian teacher.

But he still has confidence in teaching everyone English well.

As an American, his English is naturally not bad, enough to teach students to communicate with foreigners in English.

"Please open the textbook."

Mike spoke in not very fluent Japanese and also opened his English textbook.

Just as he was about to start class, he noticed a student in the back row sleeping on his desk.

This put him in a brief dilemma.

Given his personality as an underground boxer, he definitely wouldn't bother with that kind of thing.

Whether to study or not is the kid’s business, just sleep if you want to.

But then I thought about it and realized that I was no longer the king of underground black boxing, but an English teacher.

As a teacher, can you watch your students sleeping on their desks and do nothing?

When he thought of this, his mind was suddenly filled with the distant past.

Back then, he was also a bad kid who didn't like studying and thought school was useless.

He often slept and fought in class, and secretly took drugs with his classmates.

In the end, his conservative father was so angry that he was hospitalized. The family suddenly lost its pillar, and he started to engage in underground boxing.

If at that time, there had been a teacher who stopped him and taught him the principles of life instead of leaving him alone, his life would probably have taken a different path.

When Mike thought of this, he suddenly felt a sense of responsibility.

Although the arrangement of the Phoenix House is to protect the eldest daughter, his teacher's job must also be done well.

Mike walked towards the sleeping students.

This move surprised many students in the class.

"Hey, what's he going to do?"

"It seems to be towards Hojo." "No way, he actually wants to control Hojo?!"

Some whispers were transmitted between some students.

"Gudong." Akizuki Caiyu swallowed her saliva, her expression full of nervousness.

On one side is the English teacher who seems to be extremely powerful, and on the other side is the class's recognized violent delinquent.

What should we do if they have a conflict and fight in the classroom?

Akizuki Iroha was a little nervous because she knew the relationship between Aozawa and Hojo Tetsuji.

If Hojo gets into an unfavorable situation, will Aozawa help?

Oh no, if it’s two against one, both of them might be expelled from school!

Thinking about that future, Akizuki Iroha became more and more nervous and even wanted to go to the bathroom.

"It will be interesting when we fight."

Doma Yuan cheered in a low voice, just wanting to watch the fun without worrying about any trouble.

When Phoenix Academy Meiji realized something was wrong, she hurriedly reached out and patted Hojo Tetsuji, signaling him to get up quickly.

After being awakened, Hojo Tetsuji looked up with a confused expression, and always felt that this class was particularly short.

It seemed like it was over as soon as I lay down and fell asleep.

He looked at the foreigner walking towards him, scratched his head and asked, "Who is this guy?"

"Our new English teacher, Mike Johnson."

Qingze answered from the side.

Mike stopped and said gently, "Student, I think you'd better not fall asleep during class and concentrate on listening."

He used English.

Hojo Tetsuji was confused when he heard this.

Meiji Fenghuangyuan next to her had to act as an interpreter.

"Oh fine."

Hojo Tetsuji yawned and agreed.

This answer surprised many students.

Qingze was not surprised.

Hojo Tetsuji has this kind of personality and tends to have a strong tolerance for reasonable things.

For example, the teacher requires students not to sleep in class.

This is normal behavior.

If the teacher doesn't tell him, Hojo Tetsuji will sleep. If the teacher tells him, he won't sleep.

"What? You're so cowardly."

Doma Yuan muttered something, thinking that something good was going to happen.

Akizuki Caiyu patted her chest, fortunately there was no fight and Qingze would not become a misguided teenager who was addicted to pachinko.

"It's great that you understand."

A smile appeared on Mike's face. He suddenly realized that this job of a teacher was very meaningful. It could save lost and bad students and change their bad future.

He turned around and walked back to the stage and started the class.

……

The four classes in the morning are over.

At noon, in the cafeteria on the ground floor of the teaching building.

Steaming hot.

Akizuki Iroha hadn't started eating yet, but her forehead was already sweating from the heat. She sat in an empty seat with a large bowl of pork chop rice.

The bowl contains pork chops and rice, with two slices of green vegetables on the side.

The oil from the pork chop dyed some of the rice underneath a light yellow.

"Huh," Qiuyue Caiyu fanned herself with her hands and said with a smile on her face, "Hehe, I can finally eat. I've had four classes in a row and my stomach is growling with hunger."

"Iraha, there's something I don't know if I should tell you."

Takahashi Saeko's face was a little complicated, and that slightly tangled expression piqued Akizuki Iroha's interest, "Saeko, just say whatever you want to say."

"Forget it. I'm afraid it will affect your meal if I tell you."

Takahashi Saeko shook her head, deliberately keeping the question in suspense, picked up the ramen in the bowl with a fork and blew on it.

When Akizuki Caiyu heard her say that, she thought about it and suddenly became nervous and said, "Saeko, are you suffering from a terminal illness?"

Takahashi Saeko was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to complain about her train of thought, and said, "I am in good health."

"Oh, you scared me. I thought you were always messing around and ended up with an incurable disease."

Qiuyue Caiyu exhaled lightly and said with concern, "Yuzuki, you should also be careful. There's nothing wrong with playing, but don't let your body get sick."

If someone else had said this, Doma Madoka would have thought that person was looking for trouble, but when it came from Akizuki Iroha's mouth, Doma Madoka understood that this person really cared about her health.

That's what causes headaches.

"Iroha, don't be serious when talking about this kind of thing. I have taken good precautions."

Although Doma Yuan is promiscuous, she is not a woman who does not take care of her body.

Her requirements in that regard reached professional standards, basically eliminating any accidents.

"That's good."

Akizuki Caiyu nodded and asked curiously, "Saeko, what did you want to tell me just now?"

Takahashi Saeko slurped a mouthful of ramen and said casually, "I just want to tell you that it seems that Fenghuangin Miki and Qingze are using a couple eraser.

The patterns on the erasers on the two desks are exactly the same, except for the colors.