In the judges' seat.
All the judges, including the host, were stunned.
Through the live broadcast cameras installed in various schools in advance, they witnessed everything that had just happened.
"What the hell is this class..." the host He Bing murmured, with a look of disbelief on his face.
“Honestly, I’m kind of glad that I didn’t teach this kind of class before, otherwise I might not be able to stay here for a day.” Lin Shengxian, the champion of the first period, patted his chest with lingering fear.
"This is probably the most difficult type of student I have ever seen," said Li Changfeng, a Chinese teacher at Peking University and Tsinghua University.
"I can't teach this kind of students anyway. I'm old now and it hurts to see this kind of students." Yi Tian also sighed.
On the contrary, Kong Liwei, an expert in micro-expressions, stroked his chin and said with a smile: "Did you see that student with dyed yellow hair, who looked dissatisfied with their new teacher? It was obvious that he wanted to have a fight."
"Moreover, our contestant didn't seem to take it seriously. Although that smile just now was a bit scary, it lasted too long. It was obvious that he was just trying to scare these students."
"I'm curious about what will happen to them next."
Ke Ji glanced at Kong Liwei silently and said, "You are just hoping for chaos in the world."
"I just like to observe life." Kong Liwei spread his hands and said nothing.
"Okay, contestant Ren Yan is about to reach the podium. Let's see what he will encounter next." The host He Bing interrupted the judges' discussion at the right time.
...
In class nine.
After looking around the class, Ren Yan walked up to the podium calmly.
"Before I formally teach you, I need to first understand your current courses. Class monitor, can you tell me where you are in the history class?"
Hearing this, a boy stood up, but he did not answer. Instead, he gently pulled the thin string hidden in the drawer.
In an instant, a crack appeared on the roof above Ren Yan's head, and a large amount of honey poured out!
Wang Bo silently gave the boy a thumbs up.
Originally this was a combo for use with super glue, but using it now might work better!
"Go to hell! Amateur!" Wang Bo shouted silently in his heart.
But the next moment, he was dumbfounded.
Ren Yan patted his neck gently, and a small flower umbrella opened above his head, blocking all the honey and even the following ants.
"Classmate, I have a question for you. What have you learned?" Ren Yan asked in a light tone with a smile.
"Oh, oh." The squad leader had obviously just come to his senses and answered subconsciously: "We should talk about the Three Kingdoms."
"Oh, the Three Kingdoms. I'm very familiar with this."
Ren Yan nodded, motioned for the monitor to sit down, and then walked to the blackboard.
The students were moved.
As long as Ren Yan picks up the chalk, don't think about putting it down easily!
They put a lot of super glue in the chalk box.
And in order to make it look natural, they also sprinkled some water into it, so that each piece of chalk looked like it was touched by water and the color became darker.
However, disappointment always comes so quickly.
Ren Yan did not touch the chalk box, but took out a piece of chalk from his pocket.
Four big words were written on the blackboard.
The end of the Eastern Han Dynasty!
"If we talk about the beginning of the Three Kingdoms, it should actually start from 220 AD, when Emperor Xian of Han abdicated."
"However, in our opinion, it is more interesting to start the story of the Three Kingdoms from the Yellow Turban Rebellion."
After a brief introduction, Ren Yan sat naturally in the teacher's seat.
At this moment, the whole class breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Bo stood up and smiled at Ren Yan.
"Well, speaking of teachers, you are indeed the most unique teacher I have seen in recent years."
"If it were a normal teacher, he would have retreated long ago under our continuous attack."
"But you persisted until now. However, you still lost in the end. If you leave Class Nine now, your pants can still be saved, and you won't be embarrassed in school, don't you think?"
"Shameful?" Ren Yan asked back, "Why would a pair of pants be shameful?"
"We have already coated your seat with super glue. Once you sit on it, you are doomed to be unable to get off unless you have this glue remover."
"It's summer now, you don't want to run around naked in school and end up dying socially."
Wang Bo seemed unusually calm. He took out a tube of glue remover from his desk and placed it on the table.
"As long as you agree, I can remove your glue right now."
"Is that so?"
Ren Yan still sat steadily in his seat, looking at Wang Bo with a smile.
"You must be the source of all the trouble in this class, a rich second generation who is so arrogant?"
"So what? Ordinary teachers are not qualified to teach us!"
"But I'm not in Class 1." Ren Yan sighed, silently unbuttoned his pants, and stood up.
"Hey! You! There are girls in this class! And it's a live broadcast program, aren't you afraid of a live broadcast accident?" Wang Bo shouted angrily.
Ren Yan was unmoved.
All the girls in the class blushed instantly and covered their eyes with their hands, but the gaps between their fingers were slightly wide.
"The reason I stood up is because I wore two pairs of pants today."
Ren Yan pulled himself up completely from his seat and stood upright in front of all the students.
"Classmates, your pranks don't work on me."
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