Desert Eagle!
It was a pistol that was recognized by the world for its great power, but it was not used as a military pistol.
Zhang Han looked at the Desert Eagle pistol in his hand and felt his scalp go numb!
Brothers!
Just as Zhang Han was in a fluster and didn't know where to hide the Desert Eagle pistol, the door of the Chinese Literature team's office was opened. A woman in a light yellow dress walked in with a smile.
Although this young and beautiful woman was dressed simply, the simple plain clothes still outlined her well-developed curves. The simple trousers further accentuated her slender and long legs.
Her skin was fair and tender, her nose was sharp, and she had almond-shaped eyes. She was a rare beauty, especially with a mole at the corner of her eye, which added some flavor to her.
Her rosy lips were pursed slightly. Although she did not wear any expensive jewelry and looked a little plain, she revealed a certain sense of strength. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail and was jumping with vitality.
Zhang Han hurriedly hid the Desert Eagle pistol under the table when he saw the person who had arrived. He turned around and looked at the intelligent and moving lady in front of him. A smile surfaced on Zhang Han's slightly tired and delicate face."Oh, it's Qing He."
This beautiful woman's surname was Lin and her name was Qing He. She was the music teacher of Sunset Primary School and Zhang Han's colleague.
When her eyes met Zhang Han's, the girl named Lin Qing He's pretty face turned red. However, when she saw that Zhang Han was still sleepy, the girl pursed her lips and smiled,"Teacher Zhang, it's almost your class time. It looks like you didn't rest well last night.”
"What? My class?"
Zhang Han was stunned for two seconds before he quickly reacted. He then grabbed the Desert Eagle hidden under the table and ran out of the language department office while shouting,"Um, Teacher Lin, I'm going to class first. We'll talk when I get back!”
After saying that, Zhang Han ran away without a trace!
After a busy night, Zhang Han actually forgot that the first lesson of the sixth grade (3) class was his language class!
……
Ten minutes later, Zhang Han arrived at the entrance of the sixth grade's class.
Zhang Han subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the gun on his waist.
With a real gun hidden in his arms, he came to class?
This was the first time!
This was too f * cking exciting!
The f * cking gun wouldn't go off by accident, right?
If it went off accidentally, wouldn't there be nothing left below?
Then Yu Sheng would become a eunuch?
Thinking of this, Zhang Han could not help but feel a chill down his spine!
It was too scary!
However, Zhang Han had no other choice but to hide the Desert Eagle pistol beside him!
What was that? You asked Zhang Han why he didn't hide the Desert Eagle in the Chinese Literature team's office just now?
If he hid in the Chinese Literature team's office and was treated like a toy gun by others, wouldn't he be killed…
It was not safe to hide such a dangerous thing anywhere.
Therefore, the safest way was to hide it on Zhang Han!
……
Zhang Han took a deep breath and walked into the classroom of the sixth grade.
Below the stage, thirty to forty children were all dejected, as if they had been beaten up.
In front of them was a test paper full of red crosses!
This was the language question for the exam at Sunset Primary School two days ago!
However, no matter which child it was, when they saw the results of the language test, they were like wilted eggplants that had been beaten up by someone. Their hearts were extremely bleak and desolate.
They even looked at Zhang Han with fear in their eyes!
They had already been traumatized by Zhang Han's crazy questions!
Seeing this, Zhang Han smiled awkwardly.
"Ahem…"
Zhang Hanrui cleared his throat and pretended to be calm."Yes, in this class, we will be reviewing the Chinese test papers. The questions for this Chinese test are more flexible, but overall, there are not many problems.”
The moment he said this, the entire audience was dumbfounded. The children below the stage all opened their mouths wide, looking aggrieved and almost crying!
If not for the fear of Zhang Han's tyrannical power, these sixth-grade children would have beaten their chests and stomped their feet, wailing their heads and crying!
A few toot little fatties below the stage were so scared that their snot flowed out. They sniffed and sniffed!
What the f * ck?
It was already such a difficult question, yet you gave us a sentence of "not a big problem"?
Then what kind of questions could be considered big enough?
Heavens!
The earth!
Who did the students of Sunset Elementary School offend to have such a devilish Chinese teacher set the questions!
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