Tiger Teacher No. 72 Temporary Command Center...

  It's another Monday, Wang Jian still arrived at school very early.

  When I arrived at school, I found that He Amei was already sweeping the floor. The office had somehow added another desk, which seemed to have been refurbished, and it was arranged neatly in one of the four corners of the room. Every inch of space was utilized, just like a block of tofu. He Amei was crouched on the ground, scrubbing hard at a stain left by spilled ink. The pile of old books and test papers in the corner had also been tidied up, with labels stuck on them for categorization.

  Moreover, what made Wang Jian unable to understand was not just this, but He Amei seemed like a pervert, wiping the floor while muttering something in a foreign language that Wang Jian couldn't understand.

  When the two of them walked in with their bags, they were also shocked and looked around to find that the spider webs, stains, etc. in the corner of the wall had all been swept away, making it a bright and clean place. Even the cracked glass was carefully stuck together with transparent tape.

  "Two of them, good morning."

  He Amei stood up, took off her rubber gloves and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "I'm very sorry I started cleaning without your consent, I just couldn't bear the clutter here."

  Wang Jian sat down in his own seat with a plop, then suddenly saw the computer screen on the table. He was taken aback: "A computer? Where did that come from?"

  "Oh, these are the office supplies that our teacher gave to each of us." After Heamei put away the tools and sat back in her seat, she opened a drawer and took out her bag. From inside it, she pulled out several necklaces made from shells strung together: "These were given to me by my former students when I left as a memento. I hope they can bring you good luck."

  After finishing, she put one each on the tables of Tianran Er and Wang Jian, and bowed deeply: "For a period of time in the future, please give me more guidance. Due to cultural differences, I may make many mistakes, and here I would like to ask for your forgiveness."

  "What...does this mean?"

  Wang Jian patted Tian Ran Er on the back and said seriously: "What is meant by 'a period of time in the future'?"

  "It's like this, I've already applied for residency and started working here. As a special dispatched teacher stationed at your school, I chose to complete my work in your class. After the three-month internship, I will stay here to take on the role of a teacher."

  "Why choose our class? Didn't anyone tell you?"

  "I know, but I think witnessing the birth of a miracle is more interesting than the miracle itself. The teacher said that you have the ability to turn decay into magic, which is what I lack."

  The natural second was very happy and kept waving at her: "Welcome!"

  "I know you, you're the prettiest female teacher in the whole school."

  He Mei is indeed a master of flattery, and his skills in this area have reached the pinnacle. This kind of flattery is effective on any woman, without exception. So, Tian Ran Er was no exception either. She was overjoyed and beaming with happiness, touching her own face, and actually said with a straight face: "I also think I'm very beautiful..."

  "Please, have some face." Wang Jian was so frustrated that he had never seen anyone as good at flattering people as Tian Er. "They're just being polite, when women say another woman is beautiful, they're not being sincere."

  He naturally became angry, puffed out his cheeks, and immediately became unhappy: "You always bully me."

  "Are you going to attend the lecture?" Wang Jian lit a cigarette and completely ignored Tianran Er: "Is it all day?"

  "No, within three months, I will attend classes in the morning and use the afternoons to write reports and collect information. Every three days, I must report on the school's situation to the group. Because of the education quality issues at our school during this period, the group has already decided to conduct an assessment of our school. Let's work together to keep it going!"

  Wang Jian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, it was hard to find a job he liked, and if he lost it soon after, finding another one that satisfied him would be even harder.

  "Ah Jian, we must work hard!" Tian Ran Er was easily infected by He Ah Mei's emotions. She stood up with her hands on her hips and shouted loudly: "Work hard!"

  "What's going on? It's so lively early in the morning."

  He finished speaking and suddenly saw He Amei, letting out a long "oh" sound: "Japanese girls."

  "Please mind your words." He Yumei looked very angry: "I can understand that you have some biases against my country, but you don't have the right to impose these biases directly on me personally. I need an apology from you."

  "Ouch..."

  Dawei wiped his face and looked at Wang Jian and Tianran stupidly: "What's going on?"

  "She thought you were insulting someone."

  Wang Jian stretched out his arm to grab a bun from Tianran's desk, but Tianran refused to let him have it because of Wang Jian's earlier behavior. The two started arguing and completely ignored Dawei.

  Dawei saw Wang Jian's expression and felt that he had no intention of helping him out, so he could only force himself to walk in front of He Amei: "Firstly, you have to understand that the word 'niangmen' is a neutral term, do you know that?"

  He Mei leaned on the table, listening patiently to Dawei's explanation.

  "Since it's a neutral word, I can only assume that the term 'Japan' is insulting to you. Sorry, girls."

  After hearing Dawei's words, Wang Jian almost got choked to death by Baozi. Dawei is absolutely a talent, turning around and around, and even getting He Ami involved in it. At that time, Wang Jian knew that He Ami would definitely regret knowing Dawei.

  He Amei, although a Chinese expert, is after all a foreign friend. She may know more characters than Wang Jian, but she can't hear the three turns of Dawei's tone at all, and can only understand that one word "sorry", so she stretched out her hand to Dawei instead:

  "I accept your apology, but I don't like being called 'niangmen', my name is He Amei."

  Da Wei nodded and stretched out his hand to shake hers: "Your skin is pretty good, my name is Dav... just call me Da Wei."

  "Pervert!" Tianran stuffed a mouthful of baozi and stood up to accuse Dawei: "You pervert!"

  Dawei let go of his hand, whistled a tune, and walked to his own office desk, humming a slow song: "There's a girl in the village named Amei, with skin as white as light..."

  "Has Da Wei always been so abnormal?" Wang Jian leaned in close to Tian Ran Er and asked in a low voice, "He's very unusual today."

  "Almost." Tian Ran said seriously: "Whenever he sees a pretty girl, he'll be like this."

  After finishing speaking, Tian Ran Er and Wang Jian simultaneously let out a "tsk" sound and said in unison:

  "Pervert!"

  Of course, with one more person in the office, it had no effect on Wang Jian at all. This Ami was absolutely a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder patient. She couldn't stand any messiness. When Wang Jian accidentally dripped oil from his baozi onto the floor, she would pull out tissues and wipe the spot on the ground near Wang Jian's feet back and forth for several minutes.

  This made Wang Jian feel very embarrassed.

  It wasn't easy to hold on until class time, Wang Jian hastily grabbed his lesson plan and rushed to the teacher's office, with He Ami following closely behind. Meanwhile, Tianran Er carefully opened her large bag, took out her little wolf cub, woke it up from its sweet sleep, and fed it a bun... "I'm asking you, what did you bring this for?" Da Wei, who was busy setting up the new computer, couldn't help but ask when he saw Tianran Er doing something strange again: "Is your thinking pattern really beyond normal human understanding?"

  Tianran Er didn't refute, but just stuck out her tongue: "I'm afraid to put it at home, it will starve to death."

  "You're afraid of death yourself, don't drag others down with you..." Dawei sighed: "This He Ami must be a particularly troublesome and pretentious person."

  "Why?" Tian Ran Er was somewhat perplexed: "Isn't it fine like this?"

  "Just you wait and see. She's got so many annoying habits that will drive you crazy."

  As expected, while Dawei was speaking here, Wang Jian had already caused trouble over there. He Yamei was having a fierce argument with Wang Jian at the classroom door about student management mechanisms.

  The reason is that He Amei and Wang Jian put forward their opinions, saying that he should not be too lenient with the students, not lose the dignity that a teacher should have, and maintain a certain distance.

  Wang Jian entirely denied it.

  Then the two people started arguing, but no matter how they argued, they couldn't come to a conclusion. The students in the room all concentrated on the teacher's side, holding their breath and listening to this fierce woman who dared to quarrel with the humanoid violent dragon.

  The debate had been going on for over a dozen minutes, until Jin Huiming, who was always late, slowly walked to the classroom door with her rabbit backpack.

  "Good morning, Teacher Wang. The cucumber last night was delicious."

  Wang Jian didn't bother with Jin Huiming, who had a sly expression on his face, and simply responded with a perfunctory "uh-huh" before continuing to argue with He Amei.

  Jin Huiming saw this scene and listened for a while before suddenly saying: "You two are really boring."

  Wang Jian immediately picked up Jin Huiming and asked He Amei, "You can ask the student representative."

  Jin Huiming nodded and looked at Wang Jian, nodding: "I agree with what this old lady said."

  The sky suddenly cleared with a loud thunderclap, and Wang Jian was struck as if by lightning! He had never thought that Jin Huiming would deal him a fatal blow at this critical moment.

  But Jin Huiming continued, "In that case, those underdeveloped idiots will stay far away from my Ah Jian, saving me a lot of trouble."

  It seems that He Aimei has been struck by thunder on a sunny day. Although in her hometown, teacher-student romance is not something worth paying special attention to, but as Jin Huiming said, being so upright and dignified, it's really hard to find.

  "Get in there."

  Wang Jian was filled with regret, he thought that even if Ye Wen came to answer this question, it would be better than Jin Huiming's answer. Even if there wouldn't be any substantial response, at least there wouldn't be such a shocking and outrageous answer. This made Wang Jian feel extremely dirty, so dirty that he didn't dare show his face in public.

  "If I find out what happened between you and the female student, I will report it directly to the group, and the group will report it to your education committee. You can say goodbye to the lectern for the rest of your life."

  Looking at He Ami's face full of disgust, Wang Jian suddenly felt that he had no chance of clearing his suspicions, let alone the Yellow River, and even the Pacific Ocean would not be enough.

  He walked into the classroom with his head hung low and slammed the lesson plan onto the desk: "Class is starting!"

  Ye Wen stood up at this time: "The head of the household, according to the news, the school's annual charity sale is about to start on Saturday. You have two choices, sell or not sell."

  "What does this mean?"

  "Hmm... it's like this, every year the school organizes a charity sale for students. If the products are from the school's affiliated factory or orchard, after deducting costs, the money will be used to build schools in rural areas across the country. But if we sell our own stuff, 100% of the profit goes to us. Last year we didn't participate because we didn't have a class advisor, but I heard that the top seller sold 15,000 yuan and was from Class 9 - a handicraft genius. He made flower pots out of light bulbs and bags out of old jeans, which were the best-selling items. This year we're planning to copy him."

  "What about the teacher's work?"

  "Actually, I'm not too sure about this either," Ye Wen said with a sigh. "It should be the same as us, but if we use school resources, it will cost us."

  Wang Jian slapped his forehead, and his mood suddenly improved: "Saturday?"

  "It should be, my little brother is in Class A, his dad is the director of the school's cultural department, he gave me the news." Ye Wen thought for a moment: "I plan to sell lamb skewers."

  "Can this be sold too?"

  Ye Wen spread his hands: "No one said you can't sell food."

  Wang Jian listened, and suddenly a strange plan was born in his mind. He suddenly laughed very slyly, and with both hands on the podium, he said: "Brothers, do you want to make money?"

  The whole class shouted in unison: "Think!"

  "Then we'll wipe out all the other classes."

  Wang Jian's confidence suddenly surged: "This way, let's set up a temporary command center now. Ye Wen as the minister, and Jin Huiming?"

  "Here, dear." Jin Huiming blew a kiss at Wang Jian on the special seat, her voice soft: "You can have me do whatever you want."

  Wang Jian coughed twice: "Jin Huiming is in charge of organizing everyone, responsible for assigning tasks. Zhang Manting will be her assistant."

  "I don't need an assistant."

  "I say I want it, don't give me any nonsense."

  Wang Jian tapped Jin Huiming's head and looked around: "For the sake of money, we must do a good job with our lives on the line!"

  "Long live the great leader, forever and ever!"

  "It's too quiet, I can't hear it!"

  "Long live the great leader, long live, long live!!!"

  Looking at the excited Wang Jian and the enthusiastic students, He Amei's veins on her forehead burst out as she sat in the corner listening to the class. She had never seen such a teacher before, treating students like bandits and himself as the leader of the bandits, even having his own slogan... She even doubted whether she was in a classroom or a criminal organization... She wanted to stand up and stop Wang Jian, but was afraid that she would be thrown out of the window by this group of students who were already hot-blooded, so she could only shrink into the corner, slowly writing down Wang Jian's crimes on her notebook.

  Soon, Wang Jian's class ended, but the students' enthusiasm did not retreat. They had already begun to study what they should sell. At this time, Jin Huiming walked onto the stage with a helpless expression, patted his hand on top of his head, and the classroom suddenly became quiet: "Shut up."

  Don't look at Jin Huiming, she's young and small, but she's really a female devil, the only person in this class who no one dares to mess with. In Class 29, she is indeed above everyone else.

  "Now I'm assigning tasks to all of you, listen up."

  She said, pointing at Li Nuo first: "Li Nuo, you are not allowed to wear underwear on Saturday."

  Li Nu was stunned at that moment, his face flushed red, but he didn't dare to speak out, and could only ask timidly: "Wh... why..."

  "Because you're going to dress up as a bunny girl." Jin Huiming's face was gloomy: "Don't you usually show off your big breasts? Now it's time for your little white rabbit costume to come in handy, you don't have to sell anything, and F-class benefits will give you 5% directly. This is much easier than letting those rich second-generation kids grope you for a few hours."

  "Y... ou..." Li Nu bit her lip, obviously being poked at a sore spot by Jin Huiming, but could only let out a few muffled breaths: "I'm not that kind of person..."

  Jin Huiming let out a cold snort, not even bothering to acknowledge Li Nuo, and simply swept her gaze around: "During this period of time, whoever dares to slack off, no need for Teacher Wang to take action, I'll deal with you myself."

  Heamei, sitting in the corner, continued to be struck by lightning... This demeanor, this gaze, is exactly like a bandit leader's second-in-command. And absolutely one of Wang Jian's loyal lackeys. Moreover, this guy seems to not put other students in his eyes at all. In her eyes, except for Wang Jian, everyone else is just an ant, an ant!

  "Where is Ye Wen and Huang Yue now?"

  "He... he... I'm not sure." Ye Wen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "He's been elusive, I've been looking for him for a long time."

  "Go and find him tonight. If you have his phone number, tell him that his time is up. Also, during lunch break, no one is allowed to leave alone, stay here, I'm going to hold a meeting."

  Ye Wen hummed and said in a low, resentful tone: "I'm the minister..."

  "Yè Wén, what did you say? Say it again."

  Ye Wen immediately became flustered, waving his hand: "I'm saying, you're just like the second master of the house."

  Jin Hui Ming waved her finger: "I don't want to be a second wife, I want to be a sister-in-law."

  In the office, Wang Jian was crawling around under the table, not to mention Da Wei and Tian Ran were curious, even the wolf cub stood in front of him with a curious gaze looking at Wang Jian's silly appearance.

  "Ah Jian, what are you doing?"

  Wang Jian's voice came from under the table: "I'm looking at the wood grain of this table."

  Dawei also asked while drinking yogurt: "What were you and your group of friends doing during class just now?"

  "You guys don't know?" Wang Jian poked his head out with a mysterious expression: "Charity sale, making money!"

  "Is it just for this?" Tian Ran suddenly lost spirit: "No one buys the things I make."

  After she finished speaking, she rummaged through the drawer and pulled out a hideous-looking soft pottery figurine. This human-shaped thing... if it were a person, God must have been constipated when creating it. It's already beyond ugly, it's terrifying, if someone would buy this, they must have ulterior motives or be blind... "It's really ugly..." Dawei's expectant eyes sparkled: "I can go sell my oil paintings, I sold several last year. So excited, so excited."

  At this time, He Amei walked into the office with a furious face and went straight to Wang Jian's front: "Teacher Wang, please give me an explanation. Why are what I saw that day and today different? Why are your students like this?"

  "Cut the crap, how are my students doing, none of your business." Wang Jian was absolutely one of those who protected his own to the extreme: "Those who love you will wait for you, and those who don't will go to another class, where all the students love you."

  He Mei was almost driven to tears by Wang Jian, she really couldn't believe that someone like him could become a teacher... She took deep breaths with gritted teeth, while Wang Jian checked the desk on his own.

  "Hmm, this table's wood is pretty good." Wang Jian sat back in his seat: "When the time comes, I'll let you see my craftsmanship, it will definitely sell for a high price."

  "Are you going to carve wood?"

  Wang Jian nodded: "I see that in the warehouse, there are piles of old tables like this one, all broken and tattered. I'll buy a few to take home, they're cheap and useful, and with a little renovation, I can sell them for several dozen times the price."

  Tianran nodded vigorously, took out her phone and shook the decoration on top of it, which was a Husky carved by Wang Jian last time: "Right, right, Ah Jian's dog is really beautiful, I even hung it on my phone."

  "Teacher Wang! Are you even listening to me?" He Amei almost jumped in frustration.

  Wang Jian looked up at her and said, "Be honest for three months first."

  After school in the afternoon, Jin Huiming quickly ran to Wang Jian's side like a little tail, sat beside him watching him write lesson plans, helping Wang Jian pour tea and water, thinking of Pu Songling's red sleeve adding fragrance The little fox spirit is quiet and quiet, just sitting there, no longer showing off its cleverness, but instead has a lovely and elegant appearance.

  And He Ami, who was also half-dead from Wang Jian's anger, was also writing with her head down, but every time she looked up, she would glare at Wang Jian with a dissatisfied look in her eyes.

  "King Jian!"

  Dawei suddenly burst into the office door with a look of excitement on his face:

  "Do you know? There are three groups of people looking for you now!"

  Wang Jian put down his pen: "You're not mistaken, are you? Who's got nothing better to do?"

  "I'll come over later and tell you slowly. Bring your little darling to sit in my car, our mascot's car forgot to refuel again."

  60,000-word chapter, and there's still another one coming next, so I didn't cheat anyone with the three chapters, right? So I'm asking for votes... Also, half of September has already passed, and my new book period is almost over. Just like Yun Cai Mei Mei said in her review, my PK ranking is far behind many others.

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  The wooden barrel bowed its head in gratitude here.

  In the next half month, I pin my hopes on everyone. The blooming chrysanthemum on top of my head is something that makes me laugh even in my dreams. I will work hard and hope everyone can recognize it.