588: C588 A Bad Mood Is a Bad One

C588 A Bad Mood Is a Bad One

Wang Feng finally came back, and Hee Minxuan finally felt relieved.0

It was impossible for her to not care about her child's father.

She was happy. The students of the eighth class weren't happy at all.

If Wang Feng wasn't here, they could fly themselves as much as they wanted. They could do whatever they wanted in class, no matter how much they liked.

However, when Wang Feng returned, they would have to obediently attend class. If they didn't come, they would also suffer terrible retribution. How could they be happy?

But they had no choice. Wang Feng was destined to be their nemesis. No matter how unhappy they were, they could only endure it and try their best to survive a year of high school.

As long as he endured it, he would no longer have to endure Wang Feng's torture.

After learning the news of Wang Feng's return, the students all became obedient once again.

Classes and teachers did not dare to retort back. Those who did not come to class were willing to come to class as well. The teacher was kind and amiable, as if nothing bad had happened.

Wang Feng was naturally not stupid enough to investigate how the students messed around when he was not at school. If he really did care, he would probably die from anger, not even having nine lives left.

Therefore, every subject's teacher came to complain to Wang Feng. Wang Feng said, "I'm fine when I'm here," and tried to explain. In anger, the teachers scolded Wang Feng, "Dumb Monarch".

In fact, most of the monarchs in history were not the monarchs. They themselves were very clear about this. It was just that they themselves were a group of ingratiating and treacherous officials, so they pretended not to know about it.

Wang Feng was the same. At least this batch of students gave him face and did not cause trouble in front of him. That was enough.

If he really wanted the students to act like this when he wasn't at school, then that would be asking for too much.

On the first day back at school, Wang Feng finished his class. The moment he announced the end of class, many students picked up their phones and made all kinds of poses, singing or talking, and even dancing. Wang Feng was very confused: "What are you guys playing?"

"Teacher, are you out?" This is a sound! " A student held his cellphone and looked at Wang Feng in disdain, "Teacher Wang, how out of date are you? You don't even know the sound barrier!"

"Steep sound?" Wang Feng was stunned for a moment. "Is it the rumoured 'all the people in the world are brainless, all the people in the world are brainless'?"

Hearing Wang Feng insult the sound so much, the students couldn't take it anymore: "Teacher Wang, you only heard it from the rumors, right? "Where is the brain damage to the sound barrier?"

"Exactly! The sound can enrich our spare time, it can also let us learn a lot of life knowledge, do not go out to understand the world, no other software can be better than the sound! "

"Teacher Wang, this is an old idea. Since you don't want to play, then just reject it!"

"That's right!" Teacher Wang's thinking is an obstacle to the progress of society, a tumor that must be cleansed! "

Most of the students were the fans of Steep. Wang Feng actually said it like that, it would be weird if they didn't explode on the spot.

For these students, faith and idols were the most important.

Let alone insulting their faith and idol, even if someone said even the slightest bit of bad news about their faith and idol, they would still go on a rampage with them, regardless of who they were.

Even if they were teachers, they wouldn't give the slightest bit of face.

In a word, he was in a bad mood.

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