Number 46: Hey, someone's here to attend class.

  Because Tianran Er's car was blocked on the road for half an hour, even though they left very early, but when they arrived at school, it was almost late. Tianran Er and Kexi Xu didn't care, after all, there were no classes in the morning, but Wang Jian was unlucky, his first class was just starting, so as soon as he got off the car, he flapped his arms and ran wildly.

  "Ah Jian, be careful."

  Tianran Er was shouting behind, but this couldn't slow down Wang Jian. The speed limit in the school was 5 kilometers per hour, and Wang Jian's speed had long exceeded that, like a gust of wind.

  After much difficulty, I finally arrived at the classroom door, only to find a crowd of people gathered there, surrounding something and staring at it, but most of them didn't seem to be from class 29, rather they seemed to be those so-called good students.

  Wang Jianping took a deep breath, walked forward and pushed through the crowd: "Class is starting, what are you all standing around for?" But when he saw what the crowd was surrounding, he couldn't help but exclaim: "So intense so early in the morning?"

  The person surrounded by a group of students was Chen Xun, who had been dumped by Nono. He stood at the classroom door with a huge Teddy bear in his arms and recited a poem by Tagore with his head down.

  "When I am saved by you, I will walk lightly into your world. When you cleanse the impurities from my heart, it will add luster to your sun. The flower of my life will not bloom in beauty unless it is in your heart, and the Creator's heart will be filled with sorrow. If only the dark veil is lifted from my soul, it will bring music to your laughter."

  Wang Jian didn't interrupt him, but stood by silently listening, and after he finished reading, was the first to lead the applause for him. His applause also made all the students start cheering wildly, creating a ruckus.

  "Have you had enough?!"

  At some point, the director of studies appeared at the back of this group with a cold face, scolding these children who were looking for love in his unique voice.

  At his roar, the gang of unscrupulous guys immediately scattered, leaving only Chen Xun holding a Teddy bear standing at the door and Wang Jian watching the excitement.

  "Teacher Wang! As a teacher, how can you watch your students misbehave? I..."

  "Hey, mister, you need to get it straight. First of all, these students aren't even from my class. Secondly, they're all good kids. And even if we take a step back, they're here pursuing something beautiful. Why would I want to stop them? Is someone supposed to just walk into school and have one pipe filling up with water while another pipe is draining it, and then ask how long it takes to empty it? You've clipped their wings, and then you wonder why they can't fly high?"

  "You're here again, I don't have time to talk to you. Today there is an international teaching research group coming to the school for a lesson observation, so prepare well." The principal's expression turned very serious after finishing speaking: "The people who are coming today were invited by the high-level executives of the group, if you mess up, no one can protect you."

  "What does this have to do with me? Aren't they all going to attend those top-notch lectures? This small place can't accommodate those big shots."

  "What's your attitude? They're going to bring over a hundred people, including not only the brother schools under the group but also teacher representatives from various countries. Every class will have someone auditing!"

  Wang Jian carelessly walked to class: "Got it."

  When passing by Chen Xun, Wang Jian patted his shoulder: "Young man, you've done a great job. I wish I had this courage when I was your age."

  Chen Xun stared blankly at the puppet in his hand, then looked up at Wang Jian, momentarily unsure of what to say.

  "Oh, so you want me to help you bring it in?" Wang Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed the teddy bear: "Kid, you have to remember, a man must be bold, but he must also have substance."

  After leaving such an inexplicable sentence, Wang Jian stretched out his hand to push the tightly closed door of Class 29, but he found that the door seemed to be locked. He then knocked twice on the door. A muffled voice came from inside: "Who?"

  "Your turn."

  As soon as the words fell, the door creaked open, and the one who opened it was none other than Huang Weilong, who looked like an iron tower. He had a murderous look on his face when he opened the door, but after seeing Wang Jian, his expression immediately eased up, and in his characteristic silly voice, he said: "Teacher, you're here."

  "What on earth are you doing?"

  "They started making trouble, I didn't let them out, whoever goes out I'll beat up! Otherwise you will get into trouble."

  Wang Jian gave Huang Weilong a thumbs up: "Well done."

  Huang Weilong was praised by Wang Jian, and his large figure actually blushed a little, and he asked Wang Jian with a twisted face: "Teacher... you said you want to teach me..."

  "There are plenty of opportunities, wait till I'm done with this busy period, you go back and sit down first."

  "Go!"

  Wang Jian walked in and directly threw the Teddy bear onto Li Nu's desk: "Don't be too excessive, if you like each other then be together, if not then break up early, otherwise be careful of being disfigured."

  Normally arrogant Li Nuo was weak and timid in front of Wang Jian, nodding his head repeatedly and asking: "Uh... has that Hu Wei been bothering you?"

  "Hu Wei? Who? That BMW fat guy?"

  Li No nodded: "He... he said he wants to play you to death."

  "Let him play." Wang Jian didn't take it to heart at all: "But if he harasses you again, remember to tell me, I'll take note of it. As your guardian, I will scold when necessary and protect when necessary."

  A very domineering sentence, it directly hit Nono, a young girl like her, and she looked up at Wang Jian's face...

  "Stop looking so smug." Wang Jian turned around and walked back to the podium: "Class is starting."

  Generally, when the teacher calls attendance, students need to respond. However, Wang Jian changed this and only required the class monitor to stand up and report the number of students present, which meant Ye Wende would say who was there and who wasn't.

  "Class 29, 41 people should be present, actually 38 people are present, one person is on leave, two people..."

  He hadn't finished speaking when a figure suddenly appeared outside the door, with a round head, bandages on his hands, and multiple scratches on his face, looking quite disheveled. After appearing, he stood at the entrance, lowered his head, and weakly shouted: "Rep...port..."

  Wang Jian nodded and let him in. As he entered, the other students in the class burst out with an unbelievable cry of surprise.

  "Cheng Hui! Cheng Hui actually came to class!"

  "It's all over, it's all over... The end of the world is coming..."

  Wang Jian looked around and coughed: "Quiet!"

  Ye Wen was indeed a master of adapting to the situation. After seeing Cheng Hui arrive, he also started re-counting: "There should be 41 people, but actually there are only 39. One person asked for leave and one person hasn't arrived."

  "Before class, I'll let everyone know. Wang Jian pointed at the director of teaching affairs who was standing at the door: "This guy just came to inform me that a group of people will be coming to cause trouble later, you guys handle it as you see fit. If you want me to leave, make a big fuss, if not, pretend to be decent. And if the teacher is a pretty female teacher, don't flirt with her during class, only after class can you go and chat her up, got it?"

  He had just finished speaking when the whole class shouted in unison:

  "Right! The big boss is here!"

  Wang Jian was taken aback: "Who came up with this slogan?"

  Ye Wen raised his hand: "It's me, the master of the house."

  Wang Jian nodded in satisfaction: "Mmm... from now on, don't call me that in front of outsiders, just call me Teacher Wang."

  After finishing speaking, Wang Jian glanced at the director of teaching affairs who was standing at the door with a green face from anger, then turned his head and said to him: "You see, the kids are mischievous, I've already stopped them."

  The Dean of Studies was so powerful that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and he really had no way to deal with Wang Jian. Every time, Wang Jian could get away with it by talking his way out of trouble. If the dean wanted to expel him, it would be unjustified; if he wanted to scold him, Wang Jian would have a perfect excuse. He was not afraid of authority, and the students were on his side. Moreover, within just a few days of taking office, he had already turned from being a thorn in the flesh to a malignant tumor...

  "It's really a destined enemy." The director shook his head, sighed deeply, and walked slowly away, constantly comforting himself that Wang Jian would one day make a mistake, and once he did, he would never be able to recover...

  Wang Jian cleared his throat after he left: "The guy who just came in should apologize to Tang Jun."

  Make Cheng Wei apologize? He wouldn't slap him if it's strange, this kind of thing has happened more than once or twice.

  So when the whole class was waiting to see Cheng Hui blow up and get killed by Wang Jian, Cheng Hui did something that made everyone's eyes widen in shock. He stood up, walked to Tang Jun's front, bowed ninety degrees, and said with a very sincere tone: "I'm sorry, forgive me."

  Tang Jun seemed also somewhat flustered: "Good... good..."

  "Alright, attitude is good enough, get out of here." Wang Jian said as he patted the table: "Alright, class has started. Today I'll tell you a bit about history, which part do you want to hear?"

  Ye Wen shouted loudly from under the stage: "I want to hear the part about the female imperial son-in-law."

  "Get out." Wang Jian cursed: "Be a little normal."

  Just then, the director of studies who had just left came back, with two people behind him, a man and a woman. The man was about 40 years old, medium build, wearing a suit and leather shoes. The woman was in her early twenties, petite and slender, wearing a professional suit. Both looked very serious and stern. The man's face was long, somewhat like Li Yong, while the woman was quite pretty, with a mole on her eyebrow.

  "How did you come back again?" Wang Jian looked at the director: "Are we still having class or not?"

  The principal was so angry, but with guests around, he couldn't lose his temper, so he stepped aside and introduced: "These are two senior teachers from our brother school. This is Mr. Inagawa Sanae, and this is Ms. Kawashimo Rumi. Mr. Inagawa's father is one of the founders of the Langfeng Group, and Ms. Kawashimo is a Chinese expert."

  "Hmm..."

  A neat hiss came from under the stage, followed by a loud noise.

  Wang Jian slammed his hand on the table: "You think I'm going to leave just like that, shut up! Even if you're Japanese, you'd better put up with it."

  He finished speaking, stretched out his hand to that little Japanese man and said solemnly: "Hello, the Diaoyu Islands belong to China."