420: C420 Blame Me

C420 Blame Me

0"To play football?" Wang Feng's eyes lit up, "Is there a need to put the two of you on a fake? The entire class is on vacation, let's go cheer for you guys! "

Wang Feng loved football very much. Whenever he had time to rest, he would go to the football match and buy some football tickets. It was a small pleasure for him in his career as a mercenary.

Once, when he was supposed to protect one of the big players in the football club, he pretended to be one of the team's players and joined the team to play ball and protect it.

This was how Wang Feng practiced his love of football, coupled with the fact that he had been with these players for a month.

Of course, the most important thing was that he had a good foundation in martial arts and physical fitness. Learning these things was extremely fast. Other players would not be able to reach his level even after several years of training.

Upon hearing that Wang Feng was going to give the class a holiday, the students immediately cheered: "Oh yeah!"

"Wait, wait!" Seeing that the students were so excited, Wang Feng hurriedly shouted, "Listen up, the reason I'm giving you the holidays is to cheer you guys on, you're not allowed to do anything else! I'll take a taxi, and we'll go to the stadium together! "

"Oh yeah!" The students were still cheering loudly. As long as they didn't stay in school, even sitting on the sports field and daydreaming was fine, let alone watching a football match.

Wang Feng also felt that he had suppressed these rascals enough during this period of time, so it was necessary for them to relax.

In the end, Wang Feng still underestimated the class's influence in the new year. Not long after he ended the class, the other class's form teachers came over to complain to Wang Feng, "Teacher Wang, when you decide what you want to do in the future, can you consider our other classes first?"

Wang Feng was stunned: "What again?"

"Your eighth class will have two classes in the afternoon. Has the school allowed it?"

"You guys are on break and even went to the stadium to watch the football match. The students of our other classes also requested that we do this. What do you want us to do?"

"That's right, Teacher Wang. Can you not be so weird?" "We are a school, not a nursery school. You can play whatever you like with your kids."

Wang Feng finally understood that these teachers were talking about letting the students go to the football match, so he rolled his eyes at them: "I'm only in charge of my own class, and I didn't even let your class have a holiday. You guys even want to stay in your class and blame me?"

The other class teachers vomited blood because of Wang Feng. Teacher Wang was good in everything, but this was too difficult to communicate with.

But what could they do to him? What could they do?

There was no other way. They could only complain to the principal!

A large group of form teachers from three years old ran to the principal's office and spat at Hee Minxuan, "Principal Hee, this Teacher Wang is really …"

"If this goes on, it'll be really difficult for us …"

They talked a lot of nonsense. Hee Minxuan caressed her lower abdomen while smiling at the teachers, "Teachers, I'll ask Teacher Wang to help you get rid of the influence that this has on your class. What do you think?"

"Eliminate the effects of this on our class?" Each of the form teachers looked at each other, then nodded, "Of course you can. As long as you can solve the problem."

"Alright." Hee Minxuan nodded and picked up the phone to call Wang Feng.

When Wang Feng saw that it was the principal's office phone, he immediately pretended to be serious: "Hello, Principal Hee, what's the matter?"

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