Chapter 737： : Extra 1: The slap in the face comes so quickly

Yang Kai, who was the first to be late, was five minutes late. Yao Tiao raised his chin and said, "Smoke it."

Everyone below was secretly looking forward to what he would draw.

Yang Kai became nervous inexplicably. In the past, he was often late, and the teacher always made them stand. Being punished by standing still is a common occurrence for him, and he has no fear at all.

However, this time, the beautiful head teacher did not follow the routine at all.

He hesitantly selected a small ball of paper, opened it, and saw the words "One minute late, do fifty push-ups without interruption."

Yang Kai calculated that he was five minutes late, so that was two hundred and fifty!

He suddenly felt his eyes darken.

Yao Yao announced the result of his punishment with a smile. The people below were shocked at first. They didn't expect the head teacher to be so cruel. Without saying a word, he doubled the punishment they mentioned several times. Then there was a burst of happiness. Fortunately, they were not late.

Then, it’s time to watch the show.

Someone even booed: "Yang Kai, what are you waiting for? Two hundred and fifty push-ups, do it quickly!"

Yao Yao moved his fingers, and his knuckles made a cracking sound, which made people panic. Yang Kai didn't dare to delay, so he immediately got down and began to do push-ups.

Yao Yao was counting for him next to him.

Zheng Feng arrived late. He originally wanted to sneak in from the back of the classroom, but he sat down in his seat without anyone noticing.

Unexpectedly, his deskmate was the first to report him: "Teacher, Zheng Feng wants to escape punishment!"

Damn, when he was late before, he was unlucky enough to get the "One minute late, guaranteed to be on duty for a whole day". When he thought about how he would have to be on duty for several days in a row, he wanted to be the same person who was lying in bed unable to get up. Give it a good beating!

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist!

Zheng Feng wants to muddle through? He absolutely won't allow it!

Under the glare of the whole group, Zheng Feng was pushed out.

Yao Yao said two words to him kindly: "Smoke it."

Zheng Feng won the "100 fine for being late for one minute" lottery.

“Here, eight hundred yuan, bring it.”

This amount of money is nothing to Zheng Feng, and it may not be enough for him to eat a meal.

but!

In order for him to study hard in school and make progress every day, his parents only recharged his campus card.

Xinghai High School has implemented an all-in-one card. With the campus card, you can swipe the card at various consumption points in the school. With the card in hand, you don’t have to worry about anything.

So Zheng Feng’s parents are not worried that their son will suffer in school.

This will prevent him from skipping classes and wandering outside the school.

How can you waste money if you have no money?

So now Zheng Feng is facing a dilemma. He can't get any money, not even a dollar!

It’s just that boys of this age are very face-conscious. Will he admit in public that he has no money?

Juebi can’t do it.

So he resorted to dragging words.

“Teacher, I don’t have any money with me. How about I give it to you in the afternoon?”

Yao Yao glanced at him, "Zheng Feng, who still carries cash with them now? Take out your mobile phone and scan it."

Zheng Feng: “…Teacher, I was in a hurry to go out in the morning and forgot my mobile phone.”

However, the slap in the face came so quickly.

As soon as he finished saying this, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Zheng Feng: “…”

Yao Xiao: “…”

all the classmates:"…"

After a strange silence, "Hahahahahahahaha..."

The devilish laughter shot straight to the ceiling, almost knocking down the windows.

Yao Yao's voice was dangerous: "Forgot your mobile phone? What's in your trouser pocket? Do you want the teacher to take it out for you?"

Zheng Feng took out his cell phone without tears, gritting his teeth in his heart. He wanted to see who was calling him at this time!

The result was that the caller was the Queen Mother.

It turned out to be his mother-in-law.

Before Zheng Feng had time to hang up, the phone was snatched away by Yao You. She slid her finger on the screen and walked out while saying: "Are you Zheng Feng's mother? I am Zheng Feng's." Class teacher Yao Xiao, you can call me Teacher Yao.”

Mother Zheng almost swallowed the "bastard" sentence and changed her words abruptly: "Oh, Teacher Yao, hello, hello, my Zheng Feng didn't cause any trouble at school, right?"

Zheng Feng from behind could no longer be heard.

When he turned around, he saw that his classmates were all looking at him with suppressed smiles, gloating about his misfortune so as not to be too obvious.

These guys have no camaraderie with their classmates!

Yao Yao's move of handing over the initiative to punish latecomers to those who were not late really restrained the middle-class teenagers in the group.

From then on, no one dared to be late easily.

Because once you are late, you will be pushed out by others and executed in public!

It’s a small thing to pay fines to buy snacks, but I’m afraid of getting something like “If you’re late for one minute, you’ll stand on your head for half an hour” or “If you’re late for one minute, you’ll have to run around the playground” and the like.

I really can’t afford to be hurt.

Over time, everyone became smarter and came to the classroom early and slept on the table so that they would not be late.

Yao Xiao doesn’t care if she sleeps, but the tasks she assigned must be completed. If anyone fails to complete them, well, the chance to draw lots is yours!

Everybody was tortured beyond description.

Of course, this is for those poor students. Top academics have no worries about this at all, and even benefit from it many times.

Because the fines will be charged to the class fee, and the snacks will be shared by the whole class.

Of course, these are things for later.

The people from Grade 11 finally arrived. Yao Xiao led a group of people to the playground and handed them over to a tall soldier with long legs and wheat-colored skin.

The moment they saw Brother Bing, the girls in the class couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Is this their instructor? Isn’t he too handsome?

However, the next moment, this handsome instructor broke their nymphomaniac fantasy.

“Look at you! You are unorganized and undisciplined. You are half an hour late on the first day! Everyone, stand at attention!”

Everyone subconsciously stood at attention.

“Take a break!”

“Stand at attention!”

“Turn right! Everyone run around the playground three times!”

Under the sharp gaze of the instructor, everyone did not dare to make any trouble and started running honestly.

The playground of Xinghai High School is very large. One lap is 1,600 meters long. Let alone three laps, there are many people who cannot finish even one lap and slowly fall behind.

The instructor said loudly: "If you can't finish the race in half an hour, you don't need to eat breakfast! Speed ​​up!"

You can’t finish the run and you don’t have anything to eat? Is this possible?

  Young people have a particularly high demand for food when they are growing up. For example, Shen Yizhi, who had only eaten a meal before going out in the morning, was already feeling a little hungry.

Luckily, she had eaten a meal before to fill her stomach, otherwise she would definitely be growling with hunger now.

When she was halfway through one lap, she really couldn't stand it anymore. Gu Xueting ran beside her and encouraged her: "Zhizhi, come on, I'm with you."