It was not until this time that his "comrades" reluctantly retracted their magical powers, allowing Wang Bo to successfully complete the program.
However, when he thought of the inhuman treatment of more than 20 points, Wang Bo still shuddered in his heart, and he even felt that he was about to have a psychological trauma.
Although it's more than 20 minutes, which doesn't sound very long, the concentration is high.
In just over twenty minutes, he performed at least five or six different shows, and all of these shows were of the type that broke people's cognition.
If there were an auditor present now, Wang Bo felt that most of these things would not pass the audit.
It left a deep impression on him.
Especially when he found that after his performance, Xia Yue still looked unsatisfied and even pointed her cell phone at him, Wang Bo felt that the impression was even deeper.
I feel that my future family status is in jeopardy...
Thinking of this, Wang Bo did not walk off the stage immediately, but silently looked at his teacher who was laughing with his teacher's wife not far away.
If this guy wasn't lazy, let them celebrate the New Year completely on their own.
How could I be treated like this?
Is it possible to have this feeling of having your cognition forcibly broken?
Sure enough, after thinking about it, the culprit is my own teacher~
Although it doesn't sound very rigorous, Wang Bo doesn't care about that.
He needs to vent now!
Find someone to share your suffering with!
Anyway, my teacher has been a bad guy for a long time and is the most angry among the students in Class 9. Now that I pull him up myself, no one should stop me.
And not only will they not stop it, they will even make trouble~
Thinking of this, Wang Bo no longer hesitated. He took two breaths, calmed down his emotions, and said loudly to the students in the audience:
"Classmates, family members!"
"Our New Year's Eve has been going on for quite some time, and many people have already been on stage."
"But now, don't you think there is still a person who has not yet come to the stage?"
"As the person who taught us, isn't it a bit unreasonable for you not to perform on stage?!"
As he spoke, Wang Bo turned his gaze towards Ren Yan:
"You said so, Mr. Ren!"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people in Class 9 lit up and they immediately started to cheer:
"That's right, Mr. Ren."
"You can't just keep watching, come on!"
"Come one, come one!"
On the side, European students saw this grand occasion and joined the crowd urging the students to go.
In the end, even Ding Guoxiang and Zhang Ting felt that what Wang Bo said made sense.
As the person in charge of a class, isn't it Ren Yan's job to go on stage and perform?
Only Ren Yan, looking at the hidden eyes of these kids from Class Nine, knew that these guys had ulterior motives.
I don't want to go, but now I've been driven here, if I don't go, it will seem like I can't afford to have fun.
Helplessly, Ren Yan could only walk onto the stage with a very happy expression.
As soon as he got on the stage, Ren Yan glanced at Wang Bo without hesitation, and then looked at the students below the stage:
"Okay, tell me, what kind of show do you want me to perform?"
Upon hearing this, all the students immediately showed their amazing "tacit understanding".
Without any hesitation, Ren Yan'an was given the same type of program that Wang Bo had used before.
Although Wang Bo was given a hard time by them, to be honest, the ideas they showed were less than one percent, and they had not had enough fun at all.
Now that their own teacher has sent themselves to the stage so openly, can they really let him go?
Therefore, shortly after Ren Yan finished speaking, this program was decided by the students.
Ren Yan was not surprised at all. Instead, he looked at the students in the audience with interest and asked:
"Are you sure?"
All the scholars nodded immediately:
"Sure!"
“This is the show!”
Then, as if they were afraid that Ren Yan would change his mind halfway, they asked Ding Guoxiang to be a witness.
Then they stared at Ren Yan, ready to slowly start "training" their own teacher.
However, before they could say anything, Ren Yan calmly brought over a few stools and a bottle of drink.
Then he piled up the stools one by one like a pyramid. When the height was about two meters, Ren Yan placed the drink bottle on the top of the stools.
Then he began to back away...
After retreating to a certain position, Ren Yan tapped his feet, jumped and turned around, and lightly tapped the cap of the beverage bottle with his toes.
With a crisp "pop" sound, the bottle cap flew off, but the drink bottle remained safely and steadily above the bench.
This beautiful spinning kick stunned everyone present, and the entire entertainment room fell silent again.
Especially the European high school students, they originally thought that the other party was just an ordinary teacher.
So this ordinary teacher actually possesses such amazing martial arts power? !
If you say that a bottle over two meters high could be knocked down with a roundhouse kick, they would still be able to accept it, and might even be a little disdainful.
Because of this action, quite a few of them can still do it.
but...
Simply kicking the bottle cap away requires not only the force of the kick, but also the control of the force and the control of the body.
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