The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

No one in the audience expected that Lu Mian would really teach them this way.

The knowledge points of the third year of high school were handed over by her, and the writing on the blackboard on the big blackboard was all about the essential knowledge points and scoring skills. Because of time, Lu Mian spoke faster, and everything was passed over at once.

The students who originally had the mentality of "all here are here" are busy copying their notes for fear of missing a sentence.

The teachers sitting in the back row all had question marks on their heads, all in a petrified state.

"If I heard correctly, she seems to be grabbing our lines..."

"You heard that right, she seems to want to grab our jobs..."

One class teacher Wan Lin couldn't laugh or cry, "But she is right! I don't know some details and skills..."

Teachers, look at me, I look at you, I feel offended.

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Where there are students, there will be obedient and disobedient students.

The boys sitting in the back of the auditorium were not very good at learning, and they couldn't listen to them, nor did they understand them.

They took their mobile phones to record Lu Mian in class, and laughed from time to time.

"You look at her like the real thing. I don't know, I thought she was a teacher!"

"This will make people look at jokes. One dare to tell and a group dare to listen. I'm also convinced..."

These few people still find it strange that these senior high school students have problems with their brains, so they still listen so attentively?

Anyway, they can't listen.

Fat Hao and Shou Hao hid in the corner and gave these buddies a sympathetic look.

The scar from the previous beating is also not painful at all.

Hey……

These boys knew the convergence at first, but later became bold and brought their mobile phones to the desktop.

Although they didn't blatantly held up the phone to shoot, Lu Mian still saw their little movements.

Lu Mian's chalk was snapped off.

She squinted her eyes with the chalk tip between her fingers. She didn't know how much effort she took. The chalk flew directly over so many rows of seats and hit the head of the guy who was photographed.

"I fuck!"

The boy cursed abruptly, and his forehead looked painful.

No one knew that a small chalk head could fly so far and hit so accurately.

"Get sick!"

The boy who was smashed was called Jin Ming, and he shouted unconvincingly.

Jin Ming did not study well, and was the bottom of his grades in the third grade, and his discipline was not good. However, the ability to make noises and provoke things is first-rate, and some substitute teachers don't care about him at this time, which further fuels Jin Ming's arrogance.

This sentence was considered to have provoked Lu Mian's fire.

Bringing such a class with more than 1,000 students is very difficult in itself, and discipline is difficult to manage.

And time is so tight.

This person doesn't listen well to class and also plays mobile phone video, which is too much.

No one can run wild in her classroom, she doesn't allow it.

The girl's eyes were cold, and after she stopped her voice, her cold aura opened up instantly, from the first level of rational teaching to the second level of violence teaching.

She jumped directly off the stage, and quickly walked to the back with a pair of long legs.

When he reached Jin Ming's position, Lu Mian didn't say a word, pressed his lips coldly, and raised his hand to press the boy's head directly on the table.

"boom!"

Jin Ming's forehead made close contact with the table.

Jin Ming was stunned instantly.

Hearing the huge movement, everyone gasped fiercely.

Why is this still done?

Lu Mian glanced over the few boys next to Jin Ming, and stared at them until they hurriedly borrowed a pen and borrowed paper, bowed their heads and sat upright.

Jin Ming clutched his injured forehead again, and wanted to resist something.

Lu Mian pressed his neck with one hand and said in a vicious tone, "Listen! Class!"

Jin Ming: What am I...

The Fat Hao Shou Hao in the corner desperately reduced their presence.

Thank you, Brother Mian, for venting their anger. The ones who beat them hardest before are these people!

And in the entire auditorium, with so many students, so many teachers, so many school leaders, no one dared to speak...

Sui Yuan shook his head silently.

Zhang Yanyan was next to her, and curiously leaned over and asked, "May sister, what happened to Lu Mian?"

He only knew that Lu Mian had a very strong ability to lead flight and was good at teaching others how to do it, but he didn't know that she still had such a...cruel side, and thought that Lu Mian was angry.

"..." Sui Yuan smiled slightly and lowered his voice to answer Zhang Yanyan: "Please call her Professor Lu."

Zhang Yanyan:?

Su Jue also quietly looked back at Lu Mian, shaking and fearful in his heart.

He was able to survive before, and he was completely exposed to Grandpa's light.

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The second floor.

Xiao Qimo watched Lu Mian return to the stage and continued to teach, sweating.

The more Principal Zhang looked, the more things were wrong. Lu Mian's expression and tone were different from usual. Although she was still aloof and cold, she always felt that there was something in her.

"I think I will go down and talk to Lu Mian, beating classmates so openly...not good."

Xiao Qimo sneered, "Go down if you miss."

Principal Zhang shivered suddenly. What does this mean?

He didn't quite understand, he looked at the movement below in a dazed bewilderment, and found that the male student who was beaten just now not only failed to listen to the class, but even provocatively raised his phone and took a picture of Lu Mian directly.

The boy was still yelling, "Everyone is watching, you can hit me again if you have the ability!"

Principal Zhang shook his head.

He knows that boy, he has not missed the school's various punishment lists, he is indispensable for organizing gangs and doing things, swearing, fighting and bullying classmates.

"He is too difficult to take." Principal Zhang sighed. Many teachers ignored him, especially at this point of time.

Xiao Qimo swept over with some unpleasant feelings.

When he lowered his head and rubbed his temple frantically, he heard the style of painting under the stage on the first floor completely changed!

The kind of great change!

That kind of ruining aura spread directly from the first floor to the second floor, and an atmosphere of suffocation and tension filled the air.

Principal Zhang looked at this posture and didn't care about it.

It's fine if Jin Ming, a student who loves to pick things up, is beaten, but this will not affect Lu Mian.

He was shivering, just about to go downstairs.

In the end, only the sound of "bumping pong pong" and the heartbreaking howl of a certain boy were heard.

Lu Mian will not tolerate students who play with mobile phones in her class and don't study. They will be harsh and stubborn. Without saying a word, they just beat people, beat them very hard.

No one dared to fight, all were shocked by her hostility.

"Principal!" Jin Ming howled for help.

"Director Qi--someone hit someone here!"

Many other students were frightened, and they didn't dare to say what they wanted to say. The teachers stopped a few words, but it didn't help. Everyone looked for rescuers in the auditorium, and finally found the second floor.

"Director Qi!"