Fang Shan: "I will start tutoring you from tomorrow night."
Wei Sushen stood up and opened the drawer. It was full of certificates, and he pulled out one, which was a teacher's qualification certificate.
Fang Shan: "Selling fake certificates?"
"Really." Wei Su Shen spoke righteously.
Fang Shan wanted to touch it to identify the authenticity, but Wei Sushen closed the drawer a second ago and said at the same time: "The principal of Egger College and my parents are old acquaintances. It will not be difficult to work there for a period of time."
Hearing Fang Shan's frown, he felt like all his work was being done away with.
Wei Sushen is an extremely efficient person, so he is extremely strict with his subordinates. When they learned that he had not been in the company for a while, all the employees felt that their breathing rates were different.
The joy boiling from the depths of the soul cannot be concealed at any cost.
Three days later, Egg Academy.
No matter what level the school is, the youthful atmosphere cannot be concealed.
Even in Egg Academy, which has a group of dandy kids, you can feel a long-lost sense of intimacy after entering.
The school's architecture is European-style. At first glance, it looks like a castle, with artistic stone carvings everywhere. Flowers of all colors are in full bloom, rockeries are flowing, and green shade surrounds them. The emperor's back garden in ancient times was just like this.
Wei Sushen is about to take over the third class with the worst grades. The head teacher is temporarily absent. To be precise, he is angry.
It's hard to talk to children nowadays, especially these naughty children. They will sue their parents immediately after they say something. Some parents can still be reasonable, but some parents have the attitude that my children are the best in the world. If you can't teach them well, it's your fault. question.
It is even more difficult to offend the children of these wealthy families. The head teacher is mentally and physically exhausted. Although his health is almost good, he is still in the hospital and refuses to go back.
During Wei Sushen's working hours, Fang Shan could only live in his brain.
"I have already written the speech. When you get to class later, you can deliver it as your acceptance speech."
Wei Sushen shook his head.
Fang Shan sighed: "Don't refuse in a hurry. This is my experience accumulated over the years. Some exaggerated declarations will increase the satisfaction of the task settlement."
In the system, Fang Shan is the best at leading newcomers and has the highest degree of task completion. Take the speech, for example, how to write it and when to say it. Only he can grasp that point.
Even if others want to imitate, they will not achieve this miraculous effect.
Fang Shan also pondered for a long time before finally summing up some routines for task evaluation.
Wei Sushen is a very realistic person, and he will naturally pursue profits when there are advantages.
The school bell is a beautiful piano melody.
Class 3 was still noisy, without any class atmosphere. There were countless people playing mobile phones and gathering together to play games, so much so that when Wei Sushen came in, no one looked up at him.
"Hello classmates, my surname is Wei, and I will be your substitute during this period."
The magnetic and deep voice attracted many female classmates. Some of them rubbed their eyes. They were not attracted by the handsome face, but recognized Wei Sushen.
At their age, they had attended many banquets with their parents, and Wei Sushen was a well-known figure in the circle, so naturally he had seen them once or twice.
"Okay, it seems to be Uncle Wei." Someone whispered.
"Could it be that they just look alike?"
"There is a scar on the left hand, and the last name is the same. There is no doubt that it is me."
Wei Sushen knocked on the podium, and the classroom suddenly fell silent.
"Before that, I have a few words to say to you..."
"As a teacher, I am willing to turn into a moth in reincarnation and extinguish your restless flames again and again;
The noble profession I have chosen makes me swear that I will flood you with abundant knowledge and melt you with fiery emotions;
Although you are just an ordinary student of Egger Academy today, the Egger of tomorrow will definitely be proud of you! "
After reading Fang Shan's exaggerated speech, Wei Sushen paused.
The students below each showed incredulous looks. Wei Sushen of the Wei family... is he crazy
Wei Sushen's usual image is that of being unsmiling, stern and cold, but at this moment, under the sun, he is just a teacher with a gentle smile: "Of course, if any of you fail to meet my requirements at the end of the semester, I will feel deeply guilty for not teaching Hello you."
The students looked at each other, not understanding what it meant.
Wei Sushen still smiled: "At that time, some students may transfer schools because they don't like me as a teacher."
The students' pupils shrank...
Transfer school
They will definitely not take the initiative to request to transfer to another school, unless their family is bankrupt and cannot pay the college tuition.
So can this sentence be interpreted as... poor grades will make you bankrupt in minutes
Many people took a breath of air and looked at Wei Sushen cautiously, expecting to hear different answers from him.
However, reality slapped them hard. Wei Sushen narrowed his eyes: "It seems that everyone has done a good job in reading comprehension."
“…”
After explaining the key points, Wei Sushen began to lecture.
No one dares to play with mobile phones anymore. Although Wei Sushen explained clearly and clearly, these students have neglected their studies for too long and are still listening to the scriptures.
After class, Wei Sushen created a parent group: "Before tomorrow, I hope there will be at least one parent in the group."
Someone searched and found that the group name is 'It's cold. '
Suddenly he broke into a cold sweat.
A girl pulled the sleeve of her deskmate with a look of horror on her face: "It's getting cold, are we going to go bankrupt?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" shouted my deskmate.
However, I was also unsure.
The homework assigned by Wei Sushen was not too much. When he closed the book, he said with profound meaning: "Take it seriously."
When he completely left the classroom, the straight backs of the students relaxed instantly.
"It's over." Someone muttered.
The most troublesome thing is the class star in the class. Her family background can only be said to be average, because she debuted as a child star, and later met many big shots, and she was successful in the entertainment industry at a young age.
Egg College itself is a good move. It is difficult for her to reach the score line of the media school with her cultural class scores, so she plans to be an exchange student and get a diploma before graduation.
Fortunately, Wei Sushen of Tianxing Film and Television, which she signed with, is one of the shareholders. If her performance does not meet the requirements, will she be hidden directly
When they were uneasy, Wei Sushen was preparing lessons in the office, and his aura of "no strangers" discouraged teachers who wanted to talk to him.
"How come these kids aren't bearish enough?" Fang Shan's voice sounded a little regretful.
Although they had been together for a few days, Wei Sushen was still not very used to the sudden voice in his head.
The hand holding the pen paused: "Will it affect the final settlement?"
"No," Fang Shan said, "For their peers, they are considered demon kings."
A day's teaching career passed quickly. Wei Sushen taught mathematics and had at least two classes scheduled every day.
His work was over, and the students' misery continued until they returned home.
That night, countless bosses were surprised to see their children hanging from the bed while reading.
When they found out that Wei Sushen actually came to the school to teach and threatened with final grades, everyone's eyes widened.
"Dad, can I stop studying?"
Mathematics is really a subject that is difficult for humans to understand.
The wealthy father rubbed his son's head distressedly: "I'll go check it out tomorrow and see what's going on. You can learn from it today."
"If what he said is true..."
The wealthy father gritted his teeth and said: "Then there is only one way. You have to learn from me even if you die."
“…”
That night, all the parents joined the "It's Cold" group.
Group announcement:
Parents, please pay attention to the format: the group name card is xxx parent.
At 9 p.m., 'It's getting colder' parent group—
Jiang Aoyu’s father: Hello, teacher.
Wei Sushen: Is something wrong
Jiang Aoyu’s father: I would like to ask a personal question. Mr. Wei, how did you come up with the idea of teaching
Wei Sushen: For the sake of great love, education is the ladder of human progress.
Jiang Aoyu’s father: Mr. Wei, no, Teacher Wei has a great opinion.
Hu Yu’s mother: Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Wei.
Zhao Zhicheng’s mother: Don’t worry, teacher, I will take time to check your children’s homework every day.
Chen Ling’s dad: Thumbs up for you!
…
The messages came one after another. Wei Sushen stared at the screen and scoffed: "It's interesting."
The wine bottle rolled several times on the floor, breaking the silence in the room.
Not far away, Fang Shan was lying on the floor with his back stretched out. He had finished three bottles of wine since he came back.
Wei Sushen sighed, put down his phone and threw Fang Shan on the bed to sleep.
In the middle of the process, Fang Shan, who was very drunk, opened his hazy eyes once and waved his hand: "Hello host, I am 666."
Without answering, Fang Shan kept repeating, leaving Wei Sushen helpless: "Hello, 666."
Fang Shan stopped talking, but his eyes seemed to be confiding.
For a moment, Wei Sushen had the illusion that he saw endless sadness in the other person's eyes.
"Ugh—" Fang Shan suddenly sat up and said unsteadily, "I want to vomit."
Wei Sushen froze, "Hold it!"
With a dark face, he prepared to carry the person to the bathroom, but Fang Shan moved uncooperatively. In order to speed up the process and prevent him from vomiting into his room, Wei Sushen simply carried the person on his back.
In the corridor, Fang Shan kept giggling: "Drive!"
Wei Sushen's face became increasingly ugly.
Fang Shan: "I can't help it anymore."
Wei Sushen turned his head: "If you dare to vomit, you will be dead!"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a wine bottle cap flew out of Fang Shan's mouth and hit Wei Sushen on the forehead.
Fang Shan was still in a silly mood: "Hit!"
The wine bottle cap fell at Wei Sushen's feet. In addition to the smell of wine, there was also glistening saliva on it.
Wei Sushen no longer cared about why he spit out the wine bottle cap:
"Fang, Shan." Every word was filled with undisguised murderous intent.
However, Fang Shan had already fallen asleep and snored slightly in a humane manner.
Throughout the whole process, he used his strength to demonstrate what it means to not be able to stand up to me but not be able to kill me.
At six-thirty in the morning, the afterimage of the moon was stubbornly hidden behind the clouds. Wei Sushen was still dreaming, but his brows had not completely relaxed since last night, even in sleep.
[The day's plan begins in the morning, so the host is asked to get up early and clock in. ]
Forcibly awakened by the cold mechanical sound, Wei Sushen's current state was no different from that of an evil spirit, with a steady stream of black energy exuding from his body.
Fang Shan handed over a glass of warm water and said gently: "Don't sleep, there are red marks on your face."
Wei Sushen lowered his head and showed a strange smile: "Does it look familiar to you?"
Fang Shan stared at the little red mark carefully... It seemed, probably, that there was a tiny bit of it left by a beer cap.