Bang-

Deputy Director Gao slapped the table suddenly: "Is this the teacher you recruit?!"

The dean suddenly felt a trembling heart and said, "Director Gao, please calm down and listen to my explanation."

"What to explain?! What else can I explain? A great teacher actually called a student a Zhazha, which was simply a corruption of his teacher ethics. He even beat the student in class, which was crazy! I'll kick him out now!"

When the dean heard that Deputy Director Gao was so angry, he had already thought that Deputy Director Gao had something to do with those four guys.

He quickly adjusted the entrance exam results of the four guys through the multi-function watch.

"You see, this is the result of the four of them. Among the more than 500 freshmen in the grade, they rank in the top four. And you may not understand that the character of the four of them is very poor. They are known as the "Four Famous Young Masters" on weekdays, but they are actually all playboys, rich second generations and official second generations. They are just ignorant of learning."

When Deputy Director Gao heard this, his face looked a little embarrassed.

He also knew that his son was not good.

I originally wanted to hire a private teacher for my son, but who knew that he didn't tell him at all, so he secretly signed up and ran to the college to embarrass him.

But no matter what, he was his son after all, and he was always unhappy when he was called a scumbag.

His tone was slightly relieved and he said, "But no matter what, we can't call them 'scrambled'. This will damage the reputation of the college and the majesty of our teachers. In short, that teacher must be removed from the teaching staff. Otherwise, if the parents of these students come to me, how can we explain it?"

The dean quickly said, "That's right. With the grades and character of these four students, no matter who they are, they think they have no future, right? Although others don't say it, they have already determined that they are slags in their hearts. But our teacher Zhang Fan doesn't think so."

"Don't think so? He kept calling out to Zhazha. Can you say he doesn't think so?"

Deputy Director Gao said coldly: "As the dean, you must not distinguish between good and bad, and protect the teacher who made a mistake."

The dean poured a cup of tea for Deputy Director Gao.

He said, "Although he was calling out to the slag, he was actually deliberately provoking these students. If you look at the reactions of these students, you will know that they still have self-esteem. Since they have self-esteem, it will be easy. As long as you continue to provoke them, I believe they will work hard and study hard."

When Deputy Director Gao heard this, he was stunned.

He knew what his own son was, and even he could do nothing to his son.

Even he himself was a little inclined to give up and ignore it.

Unexpectedly, the college has found this way to motivate his son now.

Deputy Director Gao pondered for a moment and said, "The dean makes sense, but beating the student is a bit over."

The dean smiled bitterly and said, "This is nothing to do. You have seen that this student took action first. Our teacher Zhang Fan is just defending himself. If our teacher is not a little more powerful, we may not be able to suppress them at all. Of course, Mr. Zhang Fan's actions are also appropriate and will not really hurt the students."

When Deputy Director Gao heard this, he finally nodded.

With gratitude, he said to the dean: "Dean, you can never give up on every student, and you think of this method to motivate the students. On behalf of these parents, I thank you."

The dean is also a loyal elder and is not greedy for merit.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "It's shameful to say that we have given up on them before, so we have assigned them to a class separately and hired an inexperienced assistant to teach them. It was Teacher Zhang Fan who did not give up on them himself, but he came up with this kind of provocation method he came up with."

When Deputy Director Gao heard this, he said in surprise: "Is he himself not giving up on his students? He also came up with the solution himself? Such a young teaching assistant?"

The dean nodded and said, "Yes, he did all these things alone."

The gloom on Deputy Director Gao's face had been swept away, replaced by a glimmer of hope.

If this is true, with this teacher taking care of his son, maybe that incompetent guy can have some hope.

"I want to meet this teacher Zhang Fan."

Deputy Director Gao said.

The dean looked at the time and said, "Class will be in soon. Why don't we see how he taught the class first? It's not too late to see him again."

Deputy Director Gao had just watched the surveillance video and was already a little interested in Zhang Fan. Now he naturally accepted the principal's proposal.

...

At the same time, the four famous young men were lying on the window, wanting to see how frustrated Zhang Fan was called into the dean's office after being severely criticized and criticized him.

But after waiting for more than an hour, I still couldn't see Teacher Zhang Fan.

It was 2:30 in the afternoon and the class time was up.

They had to go to the classroom reluctantly.

It would be fine if I didn’t come to the classroom, but when they came to the classroom, they got angry when they saw the note on the door.

The tall young man cursed: "We are the scumbags, but he is the scumbags themselves. The scum among teachers! The scum!"

Before he could finish his words, he tore off the paper strip from the door, tore it to pieces, and swelled into the air.

The other red-haired men shouted in relief: "Good tear!"

"That guy dares to post it again, we will tear it once when he posts it once!"

Just as he was talking about this, the footsteps sounded, and Zhang Fan slowly walked in.

Under his arm, there was a sign.

He glanced at the pieces of paper that were fluttering down and laughed dryly: "It's good to tear it away, so I won't take action."

As he said that, he pressed the sign under his arm against the door and took out four small nails from his pocket with his right hand.

Press the thumb gently, and puff—

With a light sound, a nail was pressed into the door.

He pressed all four nails in and nailed the sign to the door.

This once again showed his strength and also completely dispelled those guys' idea of ​​fighting with Zhang Fan head-on.

He took two steps back and nodded: "Well, it's very correct."

When the four famous young masters saw this brand, they were so angry that they almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

I saw that it was a customized brand, and the brand was extremely exquisitely made.

The golden bottom and black words clearly have three words:

Scrap class.

These four guys never dreamed that Zhang Fan had spent so much effort to customize a brand of a scrambler class.

It's still a black letter on gold, so conspicuous.

This is too annoying!

However, this is not the most annoying one.

I saw Zhang Fan pressing on a black dot on the sign, and colorful lights suddenly lit up around the sign, reflecting the four words "Zhaozhaoban" even more conspicuously.

"puff--"

"puff--"

"puff--"

"puff--"

Invisibly, it seemed that the sound of four old blood spurted out.

[Thanks to the bloody three 100 rewards]
Chapter completed!