Two hours later.

Except for Gao Zhenyu, all twenty-seven other students in the class of students lay down on the playground without exception.

During the two periods, when the class was over, the students in the school went to the playground to do extracurricular activities. When they saw the students in Class 11 running around the playground, they all looked inexplicably.

If you want to talk about the reputation of Class 11, let alone within the Eleventh High School, you will know it and everyone in the entire urban college.

In the minds of most students and teachers, there is no normal student in this class. It is said that if they really go crazy, the lawless students in major universities in the city will tremble for a few times.

With this notorious reputation, every time I see a class of students in school, other students will carefully lower their heads and try to avoid the road, for fear that they will accidentally provoke this gang of evil people.

The students in the first class can indeed bear this notoriety. Compared with the caution of other students when facing them, they always look unscrupulous and provocative. Not to mention facing ordinary students or teachers in the school, these guys always look lawless.

It is hard to imagine that such a group of guys would be honestly marching in the playground to run around the playground. It seems that they are almost at their limit, but they still grit their teeth and insist on running. This makes everyone feel strange and unexpected, and they also find it difficult to understand. Could it be that these guys took the wrong medicine?

In fact, it was not just them, but even Han Donglin, who had been sitting leisurely under the tree, did not expect that a group of students would persist in running until now, or until the last moment.

At the beginning, these guys would say a few words to complain from time to time, but later they just ran without saying a word. No one said they wanted to give up, and no one walked out of the team.

This made Han Donglin look at them with admiration. Everyone only saw all the bad things about the students in this class, but did not see their unity and resilience. Han Donglin believes that this is definitely difficult to see in other classes of students.

Even if a class of students is notorious, they are notorious. If they can be afraid of so many people, looking at it from another perspective may not mean that they have their own outstanding features.

Just as a group of students were lying on the playground, gasping heavily, Han Donglin had walked in front of them at some point and glanced at everyone lying on the ground. He turned his eyes to Gao Zhenyu, who was still running on the playground.

Although this guy seems to have reached the limit, he seems to be competing with Han Donglin. Han Donglin doesn't shout to stop, and he may not stop even if he runs to the last moment.

"This kid!" Han Donglin laughed and scolded in his heart, then shouted to Gao Zhenyu: "Okay, okay, don't run away, stop!"

Sure enough, after hearing Han Donglin's words, Gao Zhenyu, who was still gritting his teeth and insisting, finally stopped and bent down and breathed heavily.

After Gao Zhenyu came to the group of students, Han Donglin clapped his hands and said to all the students lying on the ground: "How can you lie down like this just after running? Get up, stretch your arms and legs, and be careful of cramps!"

Hearing his voice, the students were reluctant to get up, but were afraid that he would think of other ways to torture them, so they stood up slowly from the ground.

To their surprise, Han Donglin didn't say anything else, but waved to them and said simply: "Go back to the classroom!"

As he spoke, he had already walked towards the teaching building first.

A group of students looked at each other in a glance, and finally saw that Gao Zhenyu had already followed Han Donglin, so they could only follow him quickly.

According to the practice of first- and senior high school students, except for senior high school students who are about to face the entrance exam, senior high school students do not study at night every Friday, and today happens to be Friday.

If there is no evening self-study, students can go home after three classes in the afternoon. When Han Donglin brought everyone back to the classroom, it happened to be the time for the third class.

After everyone sat back to their seats, they thought they would have to hold another class before they could go home, but Han Donglin suddenly said, "You have been tired for a day today. I guess you can't read even if you let you read books now, so hurry up and go home and have a good rest."

"Wow—"

With Han Donglin's words falling, a group of students were in a panic.

"Really? Can we leave now?"

"I didn't expect that Teacher Devil has such a considerate side. This is a bit too unreal!"

"I find it hard to believe it, too!"

......

"What, don't you want to leave? If you don't want to leave, please keep the self-study in the previous quarter!" Just as the students in a class were in an uproar, Han Donglin's voice sounded in their ears again.

As soon as he heard Han Donglin's words, a group of students were afraid that Han Donglin would regret it. Without saying a word, they carried their schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom, saying, "No, we want to leave, we will leave now!"

In less than ten seconds, the classroom full of students was empty. Seeing this scene, Han Donglin was slightly stunned.

After all the students were exposed, he smiled and shook his head, then picked up his cell phone and dialed the guard's phone, signaling the guard to let the students go.

If you don’t say hello to the guard, according to the school rules, if you don’t have time to finish school, even if a class of students can leave the classroom, you will not be able to step out of the school gate.

After hanging up the phone, Han Donglin walked out of the classroom, locked the classroom door, and walked towards the office where he was.

Just as he stepped into the office, a middle-aged male teacher named Jiang Haide in the office immediately stood up from his seat and walked up to him.

"Teacher Han, I see that all the students in your class are going downstairs with their schoolbags on their backs. Did you get them out of school in advance?"

Han Donglin glanced at Jiang Haide: "Well, what's wrong, Teacher Jiang?"

Jiang Haide and Han Donglin don’t know much about this. Although everyone is in the same office, Jiang Haide rarely stays in the office.

Han Donglin had heard An Mengjie mention it before, saying that Jiang Haide was a top teacher at the Eleventh High School. Over the years, the classes he taught were very high, so every time the school season, many students tried their best to squeeze into the classes he taught.

Now Jiang Haide is leading Class 5. Because he wants to supervise the situation in the class at all times, Jiang Haide simply put a small table at the door of the back door of Class 5 classroom. Usually he prepares lessons on that small table or corrects homework or test papers for students. Unless there is something special, he rarely appears in the office.
Chapter completed!