294: C294 Tongue Combat

C294 Tongue Combat

"What?" "Class 8 can go for an outing?"2

"We also want to go!"

"Right, why should we go out to play in class eight? We can't?"

When the news of Class 8 being able to travel together spread out, the entire third year of high school was no longer calm.

Don't look at the high school kids who only knew how to study all day. But students were still students, and children were still children after all. Being fond of playing was a common trait among the young. It was very normal for them to have this kind of mind.

In addition, over the years, the teachers probably wouldn't even dare to bring their students out to play, so these students basically didn't have any group activities.

Once they heard that there was an opening at the school, how could they not feel as if they had been injected with chicken blood?

The students asked their homeroom teacher to take them out to play. These homeroom teachers were unhappy, each and every one of them was angered until their faces were black. They had to patiently explain, "The third year and eighth class are all trash with poor grades. They don't want to take the college entrance examination results, we can't learn from them …"

"Teacher, it's just one day on Saturday, how bad can your university entrance examination results be?"

"That's right. If you can guarantee that I will be admitted into Yanzhou University and Shui Mu, then I won't go!"

The homeroom teachers gnashed their teeth in anger. They could only use violence to shout, "If you can't go, then you can't go. There's no reason for that! After graduating from senior year, you can play anywhere you want, but I won't stop you. As long as you are still in school for one day, you will have to abide by the rules and regulations of the school! "

Since the homeroom teacher had already said such harsh words, the students could only remain silent on the surface. However, they secretly cursed the homeroom teacher as a fascist.

The homeroom teachers did not care what the students scolded them about. As long as they could settle this batch of students, it would be fine.

The students finally stopped arguing, and the class teachers from three years ago could finally make time to take a break. After a short break, they aggressively returned to the office to question Wang Feng, "Teacher Wang, you want to take your students out and play with us, but can you keep a low profile?"

Wang Feng spread his hands and helplessly said, "The mouth is on the students. What can I do if they say it? It's not like I told them to say it, why are you asking me? "

An old teacher in his fifties, Teacher Wen, said sincerely, "Teacher Wang, I'm not talking about you. As teachers, we need to have a general view of the situation and a spirit of collaboration. You are messing things up for us!"

"Hur hur." Wang Feng chuckled disapprovingly and said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "What's the big picture? Collaboration? I have them all! If my classmates don't listen to me and take them out for fun, maybe they'll listen to me? "You see, my view of the overall situation is pretty good, right?"

"All day long, you guys are saying that my class's classroom discipline is too poor, and it's so noisy that it affects the other classes. If I take you out for a day on Saturday, you guys won't be bothered by us anymore. How can you say that I don't have the spirit of collaboration when I cooperate with you? "

The other homeroom teachers were infuriated by Wang Feng. This guy was trying to force the truth!

No one could win against Wang Feng. At this moment, Grade Dean came over, "Teacher Wang, I suggest you cancel this Autumn Festival. The higher ups have issued three orders: three orders, five orders, and no one is allowed to bring students out for fun …"

"Up there?" Aren't you afraid that something might happen and cause trouble for them? " Wang Feng sneered, "Is there any law that forbids teachers from taking their students out for fun? If so, I'll cancel it immediately. "

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