Save the Bachelor of Heaven

On February 27th, high schools in South Korea officially started.

Early in the morning, Deshan, Xiang Nan, Donglong, and Sunwoo went to school together.

"Deshan, aren't you cold?" Seeing that Deshan was wearing short skirts and stockings, Xiang Nan couldn't help asking with concern.

The highest temperature today is four degrees, and the lowest is minus four degrees. Wearing such thin clothes in this kind of weather really requires grace and not temperature.

"It's not cold, it's not cold at all." Deshan said forcefully, but the little clear soup under his nose betrayed her.

"Oh, look at you~" Xiang Nan took out a tissue to help her wipe, "It's better to dress warmly, and be careful not to freeze your body."

"Yes, Deshan, your school is full of girls, who are you showing off when you dress up?" Donglong also teased with a smile.

"What do you know, I can't show my beauty to myself." Deshan immediately retorted upon hearing this.

"Okay, okay, you don't need to dress up for anyone, you already have the right to pursue beauty." Seeing this, Xiang Nan quickly persuaded with a smile.

Hearing what he said, Deshan was immediately happy.

"Oh, disgusting, I can't take it anymore, I'm leaving~" Donglong said coldly.

...

"After school starts, we will be divided into classes. I hope we can still be in the same class." On the way, Donglong said again.

Different from schools in China, schools in South Korea will be divided into different classes every year. There are many reasons for this, but they can be summed up in the following three points.

One is to let students get in touch with as many students as possible to expand their social network; the second is to prevent teachers from favoring individual students and make teaching resources more fair; the third is to prevent students from ganging up and bullying their classmates...

Both Xiang Nan and Shanyu nodded.

They also want to be in the same class again if they can. After all, they are all good buddies. After getting along for so many years, they have already formed a tacit understanding, which is much better than dealing with a group of strangers.

"I hope I can also be assigned to the same class as Manyu and Zuxian." Deshan also said expectantly.

...

When you come to school, everyone first looks at the grading table to find their own class.

"Ah, here~" Xiang Nan greeted Shanyu and Donglong, "Great, we are all in Class 33~"

"YES!" Donglong said happily, "It would be great if the head teacher is the same as before."

"Just pray that it's not your dad." Shanyu reminded with a smile.

"Oh, don't say such depressing words. I have seen him every day at home, and I see him every day at school. I really have no way out." Donglong complained, "God shouldn't treat me like this."

Hearing what he said, Xiang Nan couldn't help being angry and funny.

When I came to Class 33, I saw many students had already arrived, many of them were acquaintances, so it was really lively for a while, asking each other about the winter vacation experience, discussing the study plan for the new school year, discussing celebrity gossip, social news and so on.

And the most eye-catching thing is the candidate for the head teacher of the new semester.

After all, this is a matter of vital interest.

Like Mike, he went out early to inquire about the news. But Donglong closed his eyes tightly and kept praying, hoping to find a good head teacher candidate.

"Ah, stop shaking~" Xiang Nan patted him and said, "As for being so scared, even if the head teacher is really your father, it's not worth being so scared."

"Don't say such unlucky words." Donglong said excitedly, "You are not me, how can you understand my pain."

Xiang Nan smiled and nodded.

He is not Donglong, and indeed he has no empathy.

...

At this moment, Mike, who had gone out to inquire about the news, came back, "Oh, it's over, have you heard that the head teacher has been selected?"

Hearing what he said, Donglong immediately stiffened and pricked up his ears.

"Who is it?" Shanyu asked curiously.

Mike didn't say anything, but looked frustrated, "It's really too miserable, how could this happen, it's just a nightmare, a nightmare."

"Why are you so excited?" Seeing his reaction, Shanyu couldn't help wondering, "Could it be that the new head teacher is really the father of this dear friend?"

When Donglong heard this, his nerves tensed up.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a person came in holding a book and a pointer.

"Ah~~~" When the whole class saw him, they couldn't help but unanimously let out a miserable howl.

When Donglong saw it, he froze on the spot.

That's right, the new class teacher is his father, Liu Zaiming.

"Good morning, my little bastards, you are dead~" Liu Zaiming walked up to the podium, looked at the resentful students and smiled.

"I really sympathize with you~" Xiang Nan patted Donglong's shoulder with a smile and said.

If others are just doomed, then Donglong is undoubtedly Lingchi.

Donglong was patted by him, but with a thud, he fell to the ground.

"What's wrong, who fell down?" Liu Zaiming asked quickly.

"Teacher, it was Donglong who fell down." Mike raised his hand and said.

"Ah, don't worry about him, this brat is acting." Liu Zaiming pouted, "Zhenghuan, cover him with clothes and let him pretend to be dead on the ground."

Afterwards, he began to introduce himself again, "Hello everyone, let me introduce myself, my name is Liu Zaiming~"

"We all know." The students shouted.

The teaching director, Liu Zaiming, can be called the nightmare of the students of Shuangmen High School. Who doesn't know his name.

"From now on, I will be the head teacher of Class 13 for three years, please give me your advice." Liu Zaiming said again.

"Ah~" the students shouted in disgust, it was a tragedy for him to be the head teacher, a tragedy.

"Ah, you guys must be very happy." Liu Zaiming laughed again.

"Huh~~" The students gave thumbs up one after another.

"Enough." Liu Zaiming stopped joking and said with a stern face, "You guys all know my bottom line. If I catch you, you will die, so you must not make mistakes. Okay, let's start now. self-study~"

The students all took out their textbooks and reviewed their homework.

Donglong got up from the ground and lay down on the table with nothing to love, two lines of tears fell from his eyes...

"Yeah, are you crying?" Seeing this, Xiang Nan couldn't help sympathizing with him.

...

After school in the afternoon, Donglong called Xiang Nan and Shanyu to stop, "Hey, I borrowed a good movie, and we will meet in Ze's room tonight~"

"Your dad has become our homeroom teacher, do you still have the energy to watch this kind of stuff?" Xiang Nan asked in surprise, is he a goldfish? He only has a few seconds of memory.

"Ah, it is precisely because the spirit has been severely injured during the day that it is necessary to replenish some spiritual food at night." Donglong smiled wretchedly.

"I don't have time. I'm going back to make up for Deshan. You and Shanyu can watch it together." Xiang Nan patted him on the shoulder and said.

"I still have to go to school for evening self-study, and I don't have time." Shanyu also waved his hand.

"Ah, your life is only based on the root-seeking formula, don't you think it's monotonous?" Donglong said speechlessly, "You still have to learn to enjoy life~"

Xiang Nan waved his hands and ignored him.

Shanyu also smiled, sat back in his seat, and continued to review.

Donglong couldn't help being very depressed because he was bored.