I'm not the underworld

Chapter 1098 I don't think this matter is necessary
The sudden appearance of a mysterious boy made Daoist Qingfeng depressed and became very nervous.

With Lao Zhou's help and arrangement, he and Tonger Zhang Xiaofei lived in a staff dormitory at the school.

He knows that there are many great people in the world, even though these great people are hardly visible to the world...

"The old Taoist travels to Wudang Mountain next month, and we will meet each other by fate..."

At this time, a long-breathed, mid-air voice came from the mobile phone Zhang Xiaofei was holding, and on the screen, an old Taoist priest in white shirt, white beard, and white-haired boyish face held a fly whisk, smiled and saluted the camera.

Not visible to the world, maybe?

In short, the old Taoist Qingfeng still doesn't know who the mysterious boy is.

So, if you don't understand, you have to ask. He glared at Zhang Xiaofei who was still watching the video on his mobile phone, and wrote a letter to him.

"Give this letter to Master Izumo of the Taoist Association."

"Master, don't you have a mobile phone? Can't you just send a text message?" Zhang Xiaofei looked up at Daoist Qingfeng helplessly and asked.

"You still dare to talk back?" Daoist Qingfeng frowned immediately, and scolded Zhang Xiaofei in displeasure.

Daoist never bowed his head to anyone, never bowed his head for the powerful, just this dude, if he didn't owe the Zhang family a favor back then, he wouldn't accept it!
But, having said that, why did the boy I met in the school corridor earlier want to rob him of his disciples?

Zhang Xiaofei doesn't have any talent for cultivating Taoism, could he be mistaken?

Daoist Qingfeng looked at Zhang Xiaofei in confusion, and looked him up and down.

Zhang Xiaofei was terrified by Daoist Qingfeng's strange eyes: "Master...Master, I'm going right away!"

Zhang Xiaofei took Daoist Qingfeng's Feng Ye and ran out like Fei Ye.

"Alas!" Running out of the room, Zhang Xiaofei slowed down and let out a long sigh.

Think of yourself as a son of a dignified family, pampered in a good place, eat fine food, delicacies from mountains and seas, and wear silk and brocade clothes.

When I arrived at the old Taoist's place, he was holding a steamed bun in his hand, and there was not a drop of oil in the dish!
That's not counting, but he was exploited and ravaged by this old Taoist priest.

So, why is he still being ravaged by this old thing here?

Zhang Xiaofei, who walked out of the school gate, suddenly became enlightened, took a taxi and drove away. This was the second time his No.70 escaped.

In the first 71 times, he failed to escape from the Taoist temple, and was arrested by Qingfeng old Taoist.

On the school side, the school's senior director, Lao Zhou thoughtfully, called up the student files and found Chen Yifan's information.

After thinking for a while, he found Qiu Fugui, the head teacher of Class One.

"Old Qiu, I heard that there is a person named Chen Yifan in your class?" The senior director asked Qiu Fugui who was grading homework in the office seemingly casually.

As the grade director of a small school, he does not have his own dedicated office, but is in a big office like other teachers.

"Director, why do you think of asking this? Recently, is there any new competition in the county?" Qiu Fugui raised his head and asked suspiciously.

Chen Yifan was a good student, the kind who could bring glory to the school, but when the director suddenly mentioned it, Qiu Fugui could only think of this.

"Competition?" Lao Zhou was stunned for a moment, where is this going?

"Forget about the competition, is this Chen Yifan from your class?" Lao Zhou waved his hand and asked.

"That's right! Where's the deputy squad leader and study committee member! What's wrong?" Lao Qiu was also confused, and asked again.

Hearing it was true, Lao Zhou was faintly excited.

Master, proper master!
Great master who hides in the city!This also let me run into it!
I am excited now, thinking back then, he also had a dream of holding a sword to the end of the world, cultivating immortals and practicing Taoism!
"Since it's in your class, you can recommend me and treat you to dinner on weekends!"

"That's it!"

Lao Zhou said to Qiu Fugui excitedly and involuntarily, and almost rubbed his hands in excitement.

"..." Lao Qiu looked confused, and then laughed, thinking that Lao Zhou was joking with him!
No recommendation, it's like meeting some great big shot.

"How can I ask Lao Zhou to invite you? If you want to invite me, I will invite you!" Qiu Fugui said straightforwardly. After all, they work in the same office, and the two of them have a good personal relationship.

"Wait!" As he said, Lao Wang packed up the homework that had just been approved, took the lesson plans with him, and went to class.

……

"Well, deputy squad leader, come to the office after class!" Lao Qiu yelled at Chen Yifan while packing up his things at the end of a class.

As Lao Qiu's voice fell, the students in the classroom became a little commotion, discussing in low voices, why did the head teacher call Chen Yifan to the office?
For ordinary students, this is definitely not a good thing, and it is very likely that they will be punished.

But Chen Yifan was different. He was the vice squad leader, and whether he was studying, he might have something to do.

"No!" Before Lao Qiu stepped out of the classroom, Chen Yifan's calm and righteous refusal made Lao Qiu stop and the students looked at him in shock.

Brother, you are awesome!

At their age, there are not many students who dare to refuse the teacher's request so righteously.

Especially in front of the strict head teacher.

Remember your personality!You are a good student, good student!
"Student Chen, the teacher has something to ask you for." Lao Qiu paused, and since Chen Yifan had been bringing honor to the class, he did not directly criticize him, but emphasized.

"If you have something to say, I'll try my best to accommodate any reasonable request." Chen Yifan replied solemnly.

"..." Lao Qiu was stunned for ten seconds, and the students were completely silent.

What the hell?Are you a teacher or am I a teacher?
At that moment just now, why did I feel like I was facing the leader.

Lao Qiu shook his head: "The director is looking for you for something, maybe it's about confirming the list of poor students for this semester?"

Lao Qiu deliberately mentioned this matter because Chen Yifan was a "poor student".

"I'm not a poor student, so I don't think this matter is necessary." Chen Yifan shook his head and said firmly.

He is really not a poor student, but in the eyes of the school and his classmates, his family is really poor, and he is even a low-income household.

From the very beginning, he steadfastly denied his status as a poor student. However, his classmates thought he was just a problem of self-esteem.

Of course, the reason why he didn't want to see Lao Zhou so much was because he knew what Lao Zhou was thinking.

In this whole school, no one could hide their thoughts from Chen Yifan.

"As a teacher, I order you to go to the office!" Lao Qiu was a little angry, and said to Chen Yifan in an orderly tone.

"Teacher Qiu, the relationship between teachers and students is teaching and learning. I respect you, but you are not qualified to order me to do things that have nothing to do with academics. Even if it is academic, it should be a suggestion rather than an order! "

"As a teacher, you teach me lessons, but you want to order me, manipulate me, and force me, don't you feel ashamed?"

"Don't you feel that you are ashamed of this identity and this industry?"

Chen Yifan raised his head and looked at Qiu Fugui, and asked in an unhurried manner.

Qiu Fugui has some minor problems, some bad temper, and just like his name, he has some hatred of wealth, but overall, he is still a good teacher.

At this time, Chen Yifan was speechless, but after thinking about it carefully, he still felt that what he said made sense.

Qiu Fugui's forehead broke out in cold sweat, and he could only argue forcefully: "Since you said you respect the teacher, you just invited you to the office, and you retorted so plausibly, can you say it is respect?"

(End of this chapter)