CH 152 (1/2)

All the students of Samuel Military Academy have got off the starship, and the leading teachers were standing in the front. Just now Shaw Eli came to challenge them. They stood not far away and looked at them without any intention of stopping them.

As a result, things happened so quickly that they only heard a clear slap, and their students covered their faces and glared back.

Then a student from the Damocles Military Academy came up and held Zhang Zhengping’s hand, speaking with a very warm and sincere voice: “Teacher, long time no see, you are a little more handsome again.”

As soon as she said this, Zhang Zhengping had already felt that the teachers and students of the same school around him had seen it. He froze, pulled back his hand, and put aside his relationship with Wei San: “You Damocles Academy are afraid of losing the ranking, so you come to please us?”

As if she hadn’t heard what he said, Wei San turned around and called to Nie Haoqi, “Teacher Zhang is here. Come here to say hello. He said he would invite us to visit Samuel before.”

Zhang Zhengping never said that. He wanted to explain it in front of his colleagues. In the next second, several S grades from Damocles Military Academy also came.

“Teacher. Zhang said before that he liked our special products of Sadu star and wanted to stay at Damocles.” Jin Ke spoke enthusiastically, “When you came, I asked before, there is a teacher vacancy in the school. When will you come, Teacher Zhang?”

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“So you are Teacher Zhang. I’ve always heard that you are a good person.” Liao Runing also came over to him. He looked beautiful. If he didn’t give a kick out of the blue just now, everyone else would regard him as a good talker.

Samuel and Damocles have always been enemies. If they could make the students of Damocles say they were a good person, they can only be Samuel’s enemies.

“Don’t talk nonsense. When have I been a good man?” The original elegance of the middle-aged man with glasses has disappeared, leaving only his rage.

“Yes, you are not a good person. Don’t be angry, teacher.” Wei San deliberately lowered her voice, but it was enough for other Samuel teachers nearby to hear it clearly.

Nie Haoqi brought out a bag of things and said, “Teacher Zhang, this is my small gift.”