God level death system

Chapter 57 We are at the same table!

The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere in the classroom instantly cooled down.

As if realizing something, the new teacher suddenly rushed down from the podium, pulled Ning Ren and walked outside.

This person is the guy Ning Ren dreamed about just now, pretending to be a cripple and begging!

Ning Ren looked at him carefully, he looked 47 or [-] years old, his skin was slightly dark, but it didn't destroy the bookish look on his body in the slightest.

"Don't talk about the past!"

The old guy just went out and said so seriously.

"Otherwise, the matter of you robbing the beggar's job will also be leaked."

Ning Ren shrugged indifferently.

"Everyone is used to my death, even if people find out, it doesn't matter..."

"..."

The master was silent for a while.

"what do you want?"

"I'm just curious, why do you go to the street and pretend to be a beggar?"

Rubbed his nose.

"Are you also a big BT, like to pretend to be a beggar, or a lame beggar? Hey, why did I say 'also'?"

Shaking his head with a wry smile.

"I just want to make some money..."

"Make money, you have hands and feet, what can you do to support yourself?"

"I have to support not only myself, but my family!"

Ning Ren fell silent, unable to respond.

"Is being a beggar really that profitable?"

"Now I can get 100 taels of silver a month as a teacher... If I am a beggar, I can get two hundred if I'm lucky..."

"Fuck!"

Ning Ren was shocked at the time.

"how is this possible?"

"How is it impossible! It would be fine if it was another small town, but where is this?"

"It's the imperial city!"

"Five people were hit by a brick thrown down, three were officials, and two were sons of officials! All of them were filthy rich, as long as they knew some skills, pretended to be lame and blind... Choose a better location and see Seeing those soft-hearted girls and daughters-in-law, weeping at the top of their lungs, and the money fell... tsk tsk."

"..."

Ning Ren finally understood how those beggars in the capital of the previous life earned seven to eight thousand a month.

This professional quality is absolutely outstanding!
Sure enough, no matter which profession, the ultimate income is still very considerable.

"So, I have a big family to support, no, besides being a beggar, I also found a part-time job in the Imperial Academy."

Ning Ren felt a little compassion.

"No, no, no, no!"

shook his head.

"In the final analysis, it is wrong to pretend to be a beggar or a disabled beggar to beg. It is to deceive the kindness of those kind people. If they are discovered later, those kind people will be very sad when they find out. There will be no charity for beggars, so the real beggars will be very pitiful?"

Ning Ren rarely uttered some very philosophical words.

Suddenly, the conversation changed.

"But I'm not a righteous devil who maintains world peace. It's not impossible for me not to expose you, unless..."

"unless?"

Ning Ren stroked his chin and thought for a while.

"Forget it, I haven't thought about it yet, I owe it first!"

"Hey, what's the matter with owed!?"

Ignoring his master, Ning Ren turned around and returned to his seat.

In a fair and honest manner, he took out his mobile phone, turned the sound effects to the maximum, and started playing... Lianliankan!

"Stab, sting..."

The sound of Lianliankan attracted the attention of people around him.

The teacher on the podium was a little embarrassed.

"that……"

"Ok?"

Casually made a heavy nasal sound.

"Can you put away the little box in your hand?"

"do you have any opinion?"

He raised his head and stared.

"No, why would I have any objections... Hehe, student Ning Ren is free, free!"

Fatty's eyes lit up beside him.

"Fuck, this master is so easy to talk to, it's completely different from the previous ones."

As he spoke, the fat man raised his legs comfortably.

Ning Ren glanced at him.

Having said that, is it really comfortable for you to cross your legs?
He's obviously a fat man, it's hard to look at, hey!

Although he showed an expression of enjoyment, his whole body was shaking, and sweat was already appearing on his forehead.

Sure enough, it's very tiring, right? Since you're very tired, don't hold on anymore.

Even if you want to challenge the authority of the new master, please change to a less tiring method, hey!

"That fat man in the back, what are you doing!"

The master shouted loudly, and slapped the table hard!
"Snapped!"

Its sound is like thunder, and its momentum is like a mountain.

In other words, this scene is inexplicably instant, as if it is the original master!

Sure enough, the old master passed on his experience to you before leaving, but I don't know if the skill that hurts the palm of the hand has been passed on to you.

If you teach it, you will be awesome!

See who doesn't like it in the future, hit him with a stick, and be honest immediately!

The fat man shuddered all over his body, and finally couldn't stretch himself anymore. The shape of Erlang's legs collapsed in an instant, and his ass fell to the ground.

Originally, the fat man had already shown a hint of cowardice, but he thought of the conversation with Ning Ren just now when he was playing with his mobile phone.

It suddenly became hard!
"Why do you call me fat? My name is Wu Bushou. I'm just plump. Do you understand plump?"

Not thin?Isn't that fat?
"What did you say!?"

The master picked up the teaching stick and walked slowly to the fat man's side.

"You actually yelled at the master and stretched out your palm!"

"Hey! This is different from what I imagined!"

The fat man turned his head to look at Ning Ren.

"Student Ning Ren did that just now..."

"Put your palm out!"

The master roughly interrupted the fat man's words, and shouted fiercely.

"..."

The fat man stretched out his palm tremblingly because of his master's lust.

"Snapped!"

Needless to say, seeing the dead fat man's look that life would be better than death, one knows that the new master's palm-slapping kung fu has been taught by the old master.

"Tell you, don't think I don't know anything when I first came here. I have been teaching for 30 years. You better be honest with me!"

Cut, it's acting again, and it was obvious that it was begging all the time before.

He returned to the podium domineeringly.

"There is one thing I forgot to say before, my surname is Joe, and Joe takes the arrogant Joe!"

"Well, it should be stealing and usurping, right?" the girl who often hangs out with Shuangshuang corrected.

"do you have any opinion?"

Stare!

The little girl was so scared that she pissed in an instant!
"No...no..."

"My full name is Qiao Jiujiu. You can call me Master Qiao from now on!"

"..."

The first class of the new master is finally over.

After that, the rearranging of seats began.

According to Joe's words.

"Since even the wife has changed, the seat should also be changed, to get rid of the bad luck!"

The arrangement has also changed a lot. It used to be one position per person.

But now, the tables of two people are pushed together and become the same table.

According to Joe's words.

"The two can learn a lot when they get together, and the space in the room will be much larger."

Hey, it’s fine to study or something. You think the aisle will be a bit crowded, which is the root cause of your doing so!

Ranking is by lottery.

Ning Ren randomly took a note from the box.

tenth.

Calculated a little.

"Then my tablemate is No. [-]?"

When she was looking for her place, Shuang Shuang came out from nowhere, glanced at the number in Ning Ren's hand, and disappeared in a flash.

"Eh?"

After half an hour...

"Student Ning Ren, we are really destined for each other. Look... I am number nine, and we are at the same table!"

Sitting next to Ning Ren, Yang held a small note with number nine in his hand and smiled shrewdly.

Showing two small canine teeth, very cute.

"..."

(End of this chapter)