Fang Shan: "I'll start tutoring you starting tomorrow night."

Wei Sushen stood up and opened the drawer, which was full of certificates. He pulled out one, which was the teacher's qualification certificate.

Fang Shan: "Selling fake certificates?"

"Really." Wei Sushen said righteously.

Fang Shan wanted to touch it to verify its authenticity, but Wei Sushen closed the drawer a second ago and said, "The principal of Egg Academy and my parents are old acquaintances. It won't be difficult for him to work there for a while."

After hearing this, Fang Shan looked worried, feeling that all his work had been taken over.

Wei Sushen is a man of extremely high work efficiency, so his requirements for his subordinates are also abnormally strict. When they learned that he had been away from the company for a while, all the employees felt that their breathing rates were different.

The joy that boils from the depths of the soul cannot be concealed no matter what.

Three days later, Egg Academy.

No matter what level of school it is, the atmosphere of youth cannot be concealed.

Even in Egg Academy, which has a group of playboys, one can feel a long-lost sense of intimacy after entering.

The school's architecture is European-style, resembling a castle at first glance, with artistic stone carvings scattered throughout. A vibrant array of flowers bloom, rockeries and flowing water, surrounded by lush greenery, it resembles the back gardens of ancient emperors.

Wei Sushen is about to take over Class 3, which has the worst grades. The head teacher is away for the time being, or to be more precise, he has become sick from anger.

It’s hard to deal with children nowadays, especially those naughty ones. If you say something, they will go home and tell their parents immediately. Some of them can be reasoned with, but some parents just have an attitude that their children are the best in the world and it’s your problem if you can’t teach them well.

These children from wealthy families are even more difficult to offend. The class teacher is exhausted and although he is almost recovered, he refuses to go back to the hospital.

When Wei Sushen is at work, Fang Shan can only live in his brain.

"I've already written the speech. You can give it as your inaugural speech in class later."

Wei Sushen shook his head.

Fang Shan sighed, "Don't rush to refuse. This is based on my years of experience. Some exaggerated declarations will increase the satisfaction level of the mission."

In the system, Fang Shan was the best at coaching new recruits, and he also had the highest completion rate. Take a speech, for example: how to write it, when to deliver it, he was the only one who could grasp the key points.

Even if others want to imitate it, they will not be able to achieve such miraculous results.

Fang Shan also pondered for a long time before he barely summarized some routines for task evaluation.

Wei Sushen is a very realistic person. He will naturally seek profit when there are benefits.

The bell for class is a beautiful piano melody.

Class 3 was still noisy, with no classroom atmosphere at all. Countless students were playing with their cell phones or gathering together to play games, so much so that when Wei Sushen came in, no one looked up at him.

"Hello everyone, my last name is Wei, and I'll be teaching the class for this period of time."

The magnetic and deep voice attracted many female classmates. Some of them rubbed their eyes, not because they were attracted by the handsome face, but because they recognized Wei Sushen.

At their age, they have attended many banquets with their parents, and Wei Sushen is a very famous figure in the circle, so naturally they have met him once or twice.

"Okay, it looks like Uncle Wei." Someone whispered.

"Could it be that they just look alike?"

"There's a scar on his left hand, and the last name is the same. It's definitely him."

Wei Sushen knocked on the podium, and the classroom suddenly fell silent.

"Before that, I have a few words to say to you..."

“As a teacher, I am willing to transform myself into a moth in the cycle of reincarnation, extinguishing your restless flames time and time again;

The noble profession I have chosen makes me swear that I will water you with abundant knowledge and melt you with ardent emotions;

Although you are just ordinary students of Egg Academy today, Egg Academy will be proud of you tomorrow!"

After reading Fang Shan's exaggerated speech, Wei Sushen paused.

The students below all looked at each other in disbelief. Is Wei Sushen from the Wei family... crazy?

Wei Sushen usually had a stern, cold, and severe image, but at this moment, under the sun, he was just a teacher with a gentle smile: "Of course, if any of you don't meet my expectations at the end of the semester, I will feel deeply guilty for not teaching you well."

The students looked at each other, not understanding what it meant.

Wei Sushen still had a smile on his face: "By then, some students might transfer to another school because they don't like me as a teacher."

The students' pupils shrank...

Transfer schools?

They certainly would not take the initiative to request to transfer schools unless their families were bankrupt and could not afford the college tuition.

So can this sentence be interpreted as... poor grades can make you bankrupt in minutes?

Many people gasped and looked at Wei Sushen cautiously, hoping to hear different answers from him.

However, reality slapped them hard in the face. Wei Sushen narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that everyone's reading comprehension is doing well."

“…”

After explaining the key points, Wei Sushen began his lecture.

No one dared to play with their cell phones anymore. Even though Wei Sushen explained things clearly, these students had neglected their studies for too long and it was like they were listening to a foreign language.

After class, Wei Sushen created a parent group: "By tomorrow, I hope all the parents in the group will be included."

Someone searched and found the group name was 'The weather is cold.'

I was suddenly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

A girl tugged at her deskmate's sleeve, a look of horror on her face: "It's getting cold, are we going to go bankrupt?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" shouted my deskmate.

However, I was still unsure.

The homework Wei Sushen assigned wasn't too much. As he closed the book, he said meaningfully, "Take it seriously."

As soon as he completely left the classroom, the students' straight backs relaxed instantly.

"It's over." Someone murmured to himself.

The most troublesome one is the most beautiful girl in the class. Her family background can only be described as average. Because she debuted as a child star, she later met many big names and had a smooth career in the entertainment industry at a young age.

Aiger College itself is a good move. With her academic performance, it is difficult to reach the score line of the media school, so she plans to be an exchange student before graduation and get a diploma.

Now, Wei Sushen is one of the shareholders of Tianxing Film and Television, the company she signed with. If her performance does not meet the requirements, will she be directly shelved?

While they were feeling uneasy, Wei Sushen was preparing lessons in his office. The atmosphere of "no strangers allowed" discouraged teachers who wanted to talk to him.

"Why aren't these kids brave enough?" Fang Shan's voice sounded a little regretful.

Although they have been together for a few days, Wei Sushen is still not used to the voice that suddenly sounded in his mind.

The hand holding the pen paused: "Will it affect the final settlement?"

"Not really," Fang Shan said, "To their peers, they're considered the devils of the world."

A day of teaching passed quickly. Wei Sushen taught mathematics and had at least two classes every day.

His work was over, but the students' suffering continued until they returned home.

That night, countless bigwigs were surprised to see their children studying hard.

When they learned that Wei Sushen actually came to the school to teach and threatened the final grades, their eyes widened.

"Dad, can I stop studying?"

Mathematics is indeed a subject that is difficult for humans to understand.

The rich father rubbed his son's head distressedly and said: "I will go and find out tomorrow what the situation is. You can learn first today."

"If what he said is true..."

The rich father gritted his teeth and said, "Then there is only one way. You must learn it to death."

“…”

That night, all the parents joined the "It's Getting Cold" group.

Group Announcement:

Parents, please pay attention to the format: the group name card is XXX parents.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the 'It's getting cold' parent group——

Jiang Ao Yu’s father: Hello, teacher.

Wei Sushen: Is there something wrong?

Jiang Ao Yu’s father: I would like to ask you a personal question. Mr. Wei, how did you come up with the idea of ​​teaching?

Wei Sushen: For the sake of great love, education is the ladder of human progress.

Jiang Ao Yu’s father: Mr. Wei, no, Teacher Wei has a better opinion.

Hu Yu’s mother: Teacher Wei has worked hard.

Zhao Zhicheng’s mother: Teacher, don’t worry, I will take time every day to check my child’s homework.

Chen Ling’s father: Thumbs up for you!

…

Messages came one after another, Wei Sushen stared at the screen and scoffed: "Interesting."

The wine bottle rolled several times on the ground, breaking the silence in the room.

Not far away, Fang Shan was lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. He had already finished three bottles of wine since he came back.

Wei Sushen sighed, put down his phone, and threw Fang Shan onto the bed to sleep.

During the conversation, the drunk Fang Shan opened his hazy eyes and waved, "Hello, host. I'm 666."

Ignoring him, Fang Shan kept repeating, Wei Sushen was helpless: "Hello, 666."

Fang Shan stopped talking, but his eyes seemed to be telling a story.

For a moment, Wei Sushen had an illusion, as if he saw endless sadness in the other person's eyes.

"Ugh—" Fang Shan suddenly sat up and staggered, "I want to vomit."

Wei Sushen's body froze, "Hold on!"

With a dark face, he was about to carry the man to the bathroom, but Fang Shan was uncooperative and moved around. In order to speed up and prevent him from vomiting in his room, Wei Sushen simply carried him on his back.

In the corridor, Fang Shan kept chuckling: "Go!"

Wei Sushen's expression became increasingly ugly.

Fang Shan: "I can't help it."

Wei Sushen turned his head and said, "If you dare to vomit, you're dead!"

Almost at the moment the words fell, a wine bottle cap flew out of Fang Shan's mouth and hit Wei Sushen's forehead.

Fang Shan was still laughing foolishly: "Hit!"

The wine bottle cap fell at Wei Sushen's feet, and besides the smell of wine, there was also crystal clear saliva on it.

Wei Sushen no longer cared about why he spit out the bottle cap:

"Fang, Shan." Every word was filled with undisguised murderous intent.

However, Fang Shan had already fallen asleep, snoring softly in a very human way.

Throughout the whole process, he used his strength to demonstrate what it means to dislike me but not be able to get rid of me.

·

At half past six in the morning, the afterimage of the moon was stubbornly hidden behind the clouds. Wei Sushen was still in a dream, but his brows had not been completely relaxed since last night, even in his sleep.

[A day's plan begins in the morning, please wake up early and clock in.]

Forcibly awakened by the cold mechanical sound, Wei Sushen's state at this time was no different from that of an evil spirit, with a constant stream of black air emanating from his body.

Fang Shan handed over a glass of warm water and said gently, "Don't sleep anymore. Your face has red marks from sleeping."

Wei Sushen lowered his head and gave a strange smile: "Do you think he looks familiar?"

Fang Shan looked at the small red mark carefully... It seemed that, probably, there was a tiny bit of it that was left by a beer cap.

The author has something to say: You deserve the 'It's Getting Cold' parent group!