Making Great Fortune Overnight

C401 A Show of Strength



C401 A Show of Strength

"Principal, I know everything about this kid. He's just a hooligan in college. He doesn't even have a teacher qualification certificate. How can he be the form teacher of Grade 12 Class 6?"    

    

Zhu Junwen had a look of disdain. He wanted to stop Qin Lang from coming to school. It would be best to chase Qin Lang away!    

    

Back then, he had snatched Xie Wenjing away. Now, you want to snatch my position? No way!    

    

Qin Lang was not qualified to be a teacher at all. Furthermore, he did not have the qualifications to be a teacher. Jinling University was not a Normal Teacher Academy!    

    

He had forgotten that he was just a silkpants in the management department. How did he manage to sneak in...    

    

"Junwen, don't be so prejudiced against your new colleagues. Didn't you just graduate from school? Didn't you also become the director of Huajie Middle School's teaching? You need to be bold enough to start a new career. " The principal did not think much of Zhu Junwen's aggressive attitude.    

    

The key was that Qin Lang's arrival was a death order arranged by his superior. His principal was only following orders and did not have any room for negotiation.    

    

The principal did not want to offend Zhu Junwen. As for Qin Lang, the principal could not afford to offend him at all!    

    

Qin Lang's arrival disrupted all of Zhu Junwen's plans. Zhu Junwen had been eyeing Grade 12 Class 6 for a long time and had a complete plan in his mind.    

    

Zhu Junwen and the other teachers avoided him with a completely different attitude. For the past six months, he had tried every means possible to become the form teacher of Grade 12 Class 6. Being the form teacher could be said to be a rare commodity.    

    

Once he became the form teacher, Zhu Junwen could take the opportunity to get to know the parents of the students. He could expand his social circle in Yanjing and satisfy his ambition to enter the Department of Education.    

    

If he could send these students to college with his ability, the parents would definitely be grateful. He would have a place in the upper circle of Feng State.    

    

If his management failed, it would not be a loss. More than ten form teachers had already been chased away. He was going to face the difficulties and get a good reputation.    

    

Advancing or retreating were both options that increased his career.    

    

Furthermore, the students were only three months away from graduating. This was a last minute kick, and he was confident that he could kick the ball beautifully...    

    

Even the new form teacher of Grade 12 Class 6 had only been in office for two weeks, but he had already been beaten until his head was bleeding. This was the result of his back being squeezed. His goal was to become the class teacher.    

    

The principal had originally agreed that Zhu Junwen would be going to Grade 12 Class 6 as the form teacher within this week.    

    

Because of this, he had also used a lot of connections to pave the way for everything to progress. In the end, an accident happened to Qin Lang at this time.    

    

"There's no other way. Junwen, I can't change this decision." The principal spread his hands and said.    

    

Zhu Junwen shouted for a long time, but in the end, he could only leave bitterly.    

    

On the way, Zhu Junwen clenched his fists and roared:    

    

"Qin Lang! Last time I stole your girlfriend, but this time I can still steal your form teacher. You are born to be stepped on by me. Your existence is to prove your excellence! "    

    

"Just wait and see! Since you are here, I will definitely get you chicken feathers, duck blood, and make you regret it endlessly... "    

    

The second day after Zhu Junwen went to talk to the principal, Qin Lang pushed open the door of the principal's office and explained the purpose of his visit.    

    

The principal was an old man with white hair. When he saw Qin Lang's appearance, he could not help but be stunned. This was really a handsome man.    

    

He quickly went around the desk and held Qin Lang's hand. "Welcome, Teacher Qin. I informed Grade 12 Class 6 yesterday. Now we are in the meeting room. The teachers are waiting for you."    

    

The two of them followed him to the meeting room on the second floor. When they pushed the door open, they saw that the long table was full of other teachers.    

    

After they came in, the meeting room was quiet. Everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Lang.    

    

Qin Lang's gaze only swept around casually and he discovered his schoolmate, Zhu Junwen.    

    

Zhu Junwen's face was stiff. He glanced at Qin Lang a few times. He could not recognize Qin Lang. Qin Lang's temperament really changed a lot.    

    

However, he immediately dropped his head to the side, as if he had never seen Qin Lang before. He looked down on him.    

    

Qin Lang thought about it and agreed. If Zhu Junwen could be polite to him, it would be strange.    

    

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. When the teachers saw Qin Lang, they were attracted by his handsome appearance. They looked at him a few more times, but their eyes were unfamiliar and even somewhat conflicted.    

    

Everyone was thinking that this unlucky egg had a good appearance. Before coming, he didn't ask about the glorious history of Grade 12 Class 6?    

    

It was estimated that in another week, Qin Lang would be lying in the hospital... Some teachers had already begun to conclude Qin Lang's fate.    

    

It was not friendly, and the atmosphere was very unfriendly. A large number of people obviously did not welcome Qin Lang.    

    

The principal let Qin Lang sit on the first seat on his right and said:    

    

"Let's not talk about other things. Qin Lang is our new form teacher. He will be in charge of managing Grade 12 Class 6 in the future. Everyone must support the work of our new colleagues."    

    

"Hmph." Zhu Junwen snorted coldly with a dissatisfied expression.    

    

This was the same as giving Qin Lang the first blow.    

    

Then, a teacher with glasses and a serious expression beside Zhu Junwen stood up and said,    

    

"Mr. Qin Lang, do you have a teaching license? Do you have any teaching experience before? How many articles about education have you published in related academic magazines? Do you have any specific teaching methods for the famous high school in Yanjing, the Huajie Middle School, to teach?"    

    

This teacher, of course, had already known about Qin Lang's background from Zhu Junwen a long time ago. This series of questions was to provoke Qin Lang and make him unable to show his face.    

    

"You are?" Qin Lang did not panic at all. Instead, he smiled and looked at the other party.    

    

"My name is Scholar Liu. I have been teaching in Huajie Middle School for more than 20 years. I have taught students in all parts of Europe and America. Some of them are high officials now, and some are now rich."    

    

Scholar Liu looked proud, as if those students' achievements were all achieved by him.    

    

"Yes, Teacher Liu, right? You are a high school teacher, and you are a good teacher. I wonder if you have heard of it?"    

    

Scholar Liu did not understand. Wasn't this the slogan that the Normal Teacher Academy often wrote on campus? What did Qin Lang want to say?    

    

"Of course I know. Mr. Qin, what do you mean?" Scholar Liu showed his old qualification. He snorted and sneered.    

    

"You talk with a gun and a stick in your mouth. Your mind is full of muttering. You are rude and uncultured. How can you be worthy of being a teacher? How can you be worthy of talking about education?"    

    

Qin Lang scolded directly without any hesitation. It was totally the tone of a father scolding his grandson. The atmosphere in the meeting room was almost frozen all of a sudden.    

    

"You dare to scold me?"    

    

Scholar Liu could not believe it. How dare a newcomer scold an authority in front of so many teachers?!    

    

Wasn't this too crazy?!    

    

"Old b * tch..."    

    

Qin Lang moved the chair to the side and crossed his legs. His posture was even grander than the principal's.    

    


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