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Chapter 250 [Fanwai 7] What is your daily routine? (2)

For the opening ceremony, the first-year students gathered on the playground.

There was constant hustle and bustle at the scene, and when the teachers' management was relatively lax, the freshmen gathered together in twos and threes to play.

at this time.

"Quiet!"

As if a shark suddenly appeared in the middle of a group of sardines, under the cold eyes of Mr. Pu Jishu who is known as the "venomous snake", the freshman closed his mouth in unison.

"Let me see who's arguing, who is it?"

Contrary to his elegant name, Mr. Pu Jishu, who is in charge of teaching physical education, is indeed a professional wrestler. He has two wrestling ears, a thick neck, thick shoulders and a pair of strong thighs.

Wherever Teacher Pu Jishu's gaze passed, the children lowered their heads.

The "momentum struggle" at the beginning of the semester does not only exist among students.

From the perspective of determining the age or the atmosphere of the class, the "momentum struggle" between teachers and students is far more important than the "momentum struggle" between students.

In the momentum struggle over the years, Mr. Park Jishu has never lost a battle.

Whether it was the ten years before he first became a teacher, or the year before, or last year, he never lost.

It will be the same this year.

The school of sardines in front of the shark was wrong, and the students in front of Mr. Pu Jishu couldn't bear his gaze, and all lowered their heads.

Everywhere he passed, the children shut up.

The other teachers also cast admiring glances at him.

"As expected of Mr. Park..."

"This year's students only need to hand over to the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office."

Looking at the listless freshmen, Pu Jishu smiled with satisfaction.

'That's right, that's how it should be. '

However...you can't be satisfied with just winning today.

Is there someone else?

The target that the headmaster personally entrusted...

If I don't file the spirit of the problem child, I can hardly say that I have completed today's student guidance work.

Pu Jishu quickly found the problem child from the student group.

there it is.

After discovering the target, Pu Jishu raised the corners of his mouth.

Taller than children of the same age, firm muscles, and lively eyes.

From a distance, you can tell that this child is not ordinary.

'That kid is Cheng Jin-Woo...'

Maybe it's the tacit understanding between the masters.

No matter how naughty the child is in his hands, he will become a docile sheep.

If it still doesn't work, then I will impress him with my heart.

Yes.

So far, there is no child that the poisonous snake Park Ki-shu cannot solve.

Because of this, Pu Jishu is full of self-confidence.

'Very good...'

Then let's get started.

First of all, Pu Jishu scanned the problem child from top to bottom with poisonous snake eyes.

At the moment of discovery, he opened his eyes wide.

'This is it!'

The problem child is wearing a black glove.

How could accessories that violate school rules like hats and gloves escape the eyes of the teachers of the Academic Affairs Office?

Of course, Pu Jishu knew it clearly in his heart.

The child was wearing gloves because of a severe scar on his hand.

These things are documented on the student's resume.

But now he just needs an excuse to suppress the spirit of the students.

Is there any more useful excuse than dressing up against school rules?

Like a venomous snake finally finding a cave to get into, Pu Jishu walked towards the problem child.

But the problem child didn't seem to notice that he was walking towards him.

very good.

Raids are a great way to weaken an enemy's spirit.

Just when Pu Jishu came to a distance where he could hear clearly even if he spoke in a low voice.

Pu Jishu said with staring eyes.

"Hey, you kid! Where do you think you dare to wear gloves..."

Cheng Jin-Woo raised his head under the loud voice of Teacher Park Ki-Soo.

Cheng Jin-Woo looked into Teacher Park Ki-Soo's eyes.

And at that moment.

"Hmm, um...?"

Teacher Pu Jishu saw it.

Standing behind the problem children...the immeasurable number of monsters.

The students and the sports field all disappeared, and what filled his field of vision was the tens of thousands of troops standing on the boundless plain.

"sky!"

Under the overwhelming coercion, Teacher Pu Jishu yelled and fell back suddenly.

"teacher!"

"Mr. Park, are you okay?"

The surrounding teachers rushed over to help him up.

In just a short moment, Pu Jishu's face turned pale.

When he looked at Cheng Jin-Woo again, everything in front of him became normal.

"How, how is it possible...?"

The surroundings were rustling because of his abnormality, Pu Jishu hurriedly shook his head vigorously, then he glared at other students and shouted loudly

"Quiet me up!"

"Mr. Park, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Under the concerned eyes of other teachers and the gazes of the students, Pu Jishu blushed.

"No, it's okay."

Pu Jishu stood up quickly after fending off the hands around him who wanted to come to help him.

Bo Leon looked at him quietly, then whispered to Cheng Jin-Woo.

'Master. Net just now that person......'

Cheng Jin-Woo nodded.

'That's right, he seems to have seen you. '

Occasionally there are people with such a superior perception.

And these people would occasionally, only occasionally, discover the difference between Cheng Jin-Woo and ordinary people.

as now.

'...Is this also my impact on the world?'

No one found out.

Thinking of the teacher who hurriedly ran away with a white face, Cheng Jin-Woo secretly clicked his tongue.

at this time.

Accompanied by the sound of "sizzling", the voice came out from the broadcaster.

"The next thing is the headmaster's speech to the new students."

Just now, he was still staring at the direction where Mr. Park Ki-Soo left, but after hearing the broadcast, Cheng Jin-Woo turned his head back.

Bright spring.

Under the warm sunshine, the principal's gleaming head illuminated every excited freshman.

***

There are no familiar faces in the new class.

'...Of course, right?'

It's not surprising, after all, Cheng Jin-Woo purposely applied for a high school far away from home.

Cheng Jin-Woo didn't feel lost.

Looking at the faces of the students in front of him, he smiled a little.

The age of getting excited about meeting someone for the first time is long gone.

If I used to take the initiative to say hello even if I felt embarrassed, but now I just feel that these are very troublesome.

Just when the classmates were seriously communicating with other students, Cheng Jin-Woo took out the book he brought from home.

I don't know if it's because of staying in the quiet space like the dimensional gap for too long, but Cheng Jin-Woo realized the beauty of calming down and reading.

Although they are all in the same class, after all, they are decades apart in age, so what else can they have in common?

It is better to communicate silently with books.

While Cheng Jin-Woo was reading a book quietly, a person walked over.

"Then, that... are you?"

A weak voice.

Cheng Jin-Woo looked up at the speaker.