131: Chapter 131: The Scum of Scholars 131: Chapter 131: The Scum of Scholars “Shameless Old Zhou, damn it, this is just passing the buck.”
However, Zhang Fan liked this shameless character.
Especially when he saw Zhang Hua’s constipated face, Zhang Fan’s mouth split into a grin.
This bastard, Zhang Fan remembered clearly how arrogant he was yesterday.
“Hehe, Principal Zhang, you don’t mind, do you?” Zhang Fan chuckled slowly as he began speaking, and of course, he was more than willing to disgust Zhang Hua a bit while also doing Old Zhou a favor.
“Pfft!”
Everyone from First Middle School burst into laughter, finding Zhang Fan’s shamelessness particularly endearing.
Naturally, they were delighted to see Second Middle School’s Principal Zhang Hua upset.
Zhang Hua’s complexion changed unpredictably, his hand raised, pointing at Zhang Fan but unable to speak.
Going to their school’s entrance with a basketball to confront them?
Damn it, if it were anyone else, he would definitely close the door and let the dogs out, bite that rascal to death.
But it was Zhang Fan.
Yesterday, he came to First Middle School expecting to see a joke, but instead, it was Zhou Jie who became the joke.
Damn it, the moment Ouyang Feng stepped out, who the hell dared to play basketball?
Their basketball team captain fled in an utterly disgraceful manner.
That almost made him sick from anger.
Damn it, this is not how you treat people.
“Old Zhou, you know, the education bureau places great importance on this joint session between our two schools.
If you let these poor-performing students in, you’re really breaking the rules,” Zhang Hua emphasized again.
Letting Zhang Fan stay in the joint class?
In his dreams!
Zhou Jie smiled faintly, “Old Zhang, you don’t need to worry about this.
I visited the education bureau yesterday, and the director also said that a person with outstanding abilities like Zhang Fan deserves substantial cultivation.
It’s precisely because his grades are poor that he needs our help all the more.
As principals, how could we give up on someone just because their grades are low?
That just won’t do.”
Zhou Jie spoke with great righteousness; Zhang Hua’s nose was almost crooked with anger.
Fuck, you talk as if you’ve ever managed those poor performers, damn it, knowing him for so many years, doesn’t he know Zhou Jie’s character?
If it weren’t for Zhang Fan’s crushing defeat of the provincial basketball team, anyone else with such poor grades would have long been sent to the lower classes.
Damn it, disgusting, Zhou Jie this bastard, just like shitting on his neck, bastard!
But he was helpless, even the education bureau had spoken.
Zhang Hua’s face changed for a moment, then he turned and left abruptly through the door.
Damn it, just the sight of Zhang Fan and Zhou Jie’s faces made his anger surge.
If he stayed any longer, he’d definitely be angered to death.
Out of sight, out of mind, if I can’t provoke them, can’t I still avoid them?
“Hey, Old Zhang, you still haven’t introduced your students and teachers yet.” Zhou Jie followed Zhang Hua out, his smile especially brilliant, relentless.
Finally having an opportunity to slap his face, he really needed to swell it up to feel satisfied.
Once Zhou Jie and Zhang Hua left, the classroom atmosphere livened up considerably.
Of course, the killing aura was also quite apparent.
Second Middle School’s folks looked at Zhang Fan, itching to roll up their sleeves and jump into action.
“Cough cough, I am your music teacher, Xu Jin.”
“I am your art teacher, Liu Feifei!”
Xu Jin and Liu Feifei introduced themselves, and instantly, everyone quieted down.
Naturally, Zhang Fan’s eyes landed on the two, roaming freely.
Top Grade, Gorgeous.
“Ding, Planting Spirit target Xu Jin, quality level 8, estimated Spiritual Value 150.
Initiate Planting Spirit?”
“Ding, Planting Spirit target Liu Feifei, quality level 8, estimated Spiritual Value 150.
Initiate Planting Spirit?”
When Zhang Fan heard the System’s voice, he almost bit his tongue.
Damn, do they really have to play like this?
Fuck, the other party is a teacher.
Just thinking about the way of Harvesting Spirit made Zhang Fan’s mind waver.
“Yes!”
Zhang Fan grinned wickedly and confirmed his choice.
If he could Harvest Spirit, he could earn some Spiritual Value, and even if he couldn’t, there was no loss to himself anyway.
Why not?
Teachers from the other school introduced themselves in turn.
A Chinese language teacher, a physics teacher, and a chemistry teacher — but they were all men, purely uninteresting, and were completely ignored by Zhang Fan and his male classmates from his school.
If there are top-grade beauties to look at and you don’t, that’s just sick.
Soon, Wang Rui also rushed over hurriedly.
“Yo, Old Wang, are You here to teach us math?” Zhang Fan’s eyes brightened.
If you’re talking about class twenty-six, probably only Old Wang and the bubbly Li Li would make Zhang Fan reluctant to part with.
That’s really worth watching, man, and man, Li Li’s dressing style in biology class is just freaking awesome.
Wang Rui glanced at Zhang Fan and rolled his eyes: “Did you stir up trouble again?
I just saw Zhang Hua’s face turn black.”
Zhang Fan chuckled: “What’s the difference between not stirring up trouble and being a dead fish?
Come on, tell me, is Li Li teaching us biology?”
Wang Rui looked at Zhang Fan’s evil-smirking face, and his expression immediately fell: “Let me tell you, if you dare to mess with my girlfriend, I’ll break your legs.”
A threat, a naked threat.
Zhang Fan’s eyes lit up, then he slung his arm around Wang Rui’s shoulder and grinned wickedly, “Yo, falling in love?”
Wang Rui shrugged: “Li Li agreed to watch a movie with me tonight, it’s happening soon.”
“Yo yo yo, not bad at all, be careful out there,” Zhang Fan laughed meaningfully.
Old Wang, in Zhang Fan’s heart, was like a brother.
If he really could end up with Li Li, Zhang Fan would sincerely be thrilled for him.
Li Li, could just any person tame her?
The so-called beauty brings disaster, it absolutely refers to the likes of Li Li.
However, Zhang Fan was genuinely worried about Old Wang’s kidney at the moment.
“Degenerate noveau riche.”
Watching Zhang Fan and Wang Rui chatting chummily about women, the Chinese language teacher who came from the other school immediately started cursing.
Zhang Fan and Wang Rui turned around simultaneously, giving that middle-aged bald guy a sinister look.
“Teacher, do you even know what ‘degenerate noveau riche’ means?” Zhang Fan chuckled.
Wu Ji smiled coldly: “Do I really need your lesson?
Humph, I honestly don’t know how a scum like you can take classes in my place.
I advise you to scram now, otherwise, I’ll show you what real pain feels like.”
Zhang Fan’s mouth twitched into a smile, then pointed at Wu Ji and said: “Look, Old Wang, intellectuals sure have a lot of scum amongst them.
Good thing we aren’t intellectuals.”