Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 750 I don’t even want to talk about love, I just want to make money!

"It takes two to tango. Why do they only bully you and not others?"

In the senior high school Chinese language group office, the head teacher stared coldly at the timid and awkward girl in front of him.

Zhang Lijuan lowered her head, her fingers trembling with fear, and she didn't dare to speak at all.

English teacher Bai Ling defended her, saying, "Teacher Liu, I did see those two girls in the back row pulling her braids and drawing on her back with a ballpoint pen during class."

The homeroom teacher was a conservative person who had always been prejudiced against this fashionable female English teacher. So he said unhappily, "It's normal for students to joke with each other."

"If pulling a pigtail is bullying, then 90 percent of the boys in the school are guilty of it."

"As for the ballpoint pen, it might have been an accident. Why make such a big deal out of it?"

"Students should focus on their studies. If you behave yourself and stay quiet, who would bother you?"

"Also, I've noticed several times before that Zhang Lijuan helps them with their homework, which means they're in the same group and play together. It's normal for them to fight and quarrel."

"Teacher Liu, you can't say that. This matter..."

Bai Ling wanted to say something but was interrupted by the head teacher.

"Mr. Bai, you are the English teacher in the class. Your responsibility is to teach English well. Other matters have nothing to do with you. I am the homeroom teacher of Class 12 of Senior ."

"Please pay more attention in class next time and stop focusing on your appearance. Also, please pay more attention to those students who have the ability to get into first- and second-tier universities."

"Don't always imagine things that don't exist. Our school's atmosphere is very positive. There's absolutely no such thing as bullying as you mentioned. Please be careful with your wording."

Bai Ling clenched his fists, feeling angry, but he eventually took the girl out of the office.

When she reached the corridor, she grabbed Zhang Lijuan's arm and asked in confusion.

"Why didn't you tell the teacher the truth in the office earlier? Why didn't you tell them about the bullying? What are you afraid of?"

"teacher..."

Zhang Lijuan said timidly, "I'm fine, really fine."

Bai Ling looked at her seriously: "They are clearly bullying you. You have to learn to be tough and learn to resist!"

Zhang Lijuan was still like a frightened rabbit: "Teacher Bai, they, they were just joking with me, just joking between classmates, it's nothing."

"Teacher, it's nothing. I'll go back to class first."

After saying that, she left the corridor without looking back.

Seeing the girl's back, Bai Ling frowned, holding her breath in her heart, as if she was a little angry at her for not fighting back.

During class, she clearly saw the two girls bullying Zhang Lijuan.

To be on the safe side, she also asked two other classmates in advance during the break and got the same answer.

But even so, Zhang Lijuan refused to stand up and stop the bullying, which really made her feel disappointed.

When facing school bullying, the best way is to just say no. Otherwise, it would be tantamount to condoning the bad kids, and the other party would become more aggressive.

Bai Ling shook her head and walked towards another class. She had an English class in a high school class later.

The Grade 12 teaching building is next to the playground, and many students are playing basketball on the court.

Those on the basketball court were not sophomores or juniors in high school, but a group of freshmen wearing old-fashioned camouflage uniforms.

In addition to military training, they can also use their rest time to play basketball and badminton.

"Instructor Qin, go on!"

There was a small guy who was being tightly guarded by the opponent.

So he found an opportunity and passed the ball to Qin Feng on the right.

Just as the ball was about to be intercepted by the opponent in mid-air, a figure whizzed by.

He stretched out his hand as if catching the moon from the bottom of the sea and easily hooked the ball in the air, followed by two dribbles between his legs, daring the opponent's eyes.

Then he jumped from the spot and shot in the air.

With a plop, the basketball fell accurately into the net.

"Three points!"

After Qin Feng landed, he high-fived several of his teammates and began to retreat: "Back to defense!"

The opponent dribbled the ball over from that side, exchanged glances with each other, and decided to defend Qin Feng first.

Two of them had played in the Youth xx Cup Basketball Tournament and knew that Qin Feng's physical strength and explosive power were superior to theirs, so they all prepared to adopt a strict defense strategy to restrict Qin Feng.

As long as he is not allowed to receive the ball, the opponent will definitely lose.

Soon, a group of people passed the ball and tried to attack forward.

Qin Feng was currently being tightly sandwiched by two people, who were trying to protect him closely.

In basketball, some physical contact is normal, especially when defending.

But these two guys were sticking too close to Qin Feng, so much so that Qin Feng started to wonder if they wanted to take advantage of him.

"Isn't this a foul for you two, pulling my arm?"

"Hey, Instructor Qin, we're just going to fight casually, there's no need to be so particular."

"That's right, this is street basketball, it's more casual. You're the instructor, and your physical fitness is better than ours, so you have to give us some ground."

The two tall boys who were guarding Qin Feng were smiling and did not give Qin Feng any chance to receive the pass.

Most of Qin Feng's teammates are amateurs, the kind who play for fun.

Although he got the ball, he saw that the team's main coach Qin was restricted and unable to catch the ball, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Just throw it!"

At this time, Qin Feng shouted at him.

The short student standing outside the three-point line gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

He just imitated Qin Feng's previous posture and prepared to shoot a three-pointer.

But his technique was really not good enough, and the basketball hit the basket with a clang.

The basketball bounced high up, and the players on both sides below were ready to grab the rebound.

But just as they were about to seize the opportunity to jump, a figure had already leaped up before them.

And when the basketball was halfway down, he grabbed the ball with one hand and slammed it into the basket with a dull buzzing sound.

Qin Feng grabbed the basket with both hands and swung it twice. The basketball hoop was still vibrating when he landed.

This scene stunned everyone on the court and made the surrounding female students scream excitedly.

"Oh my god, Instructor Qin is so handsome!"

"Yeah, yeah, he can dunk, he can dunk!"

"He's a hundred, ten thousand times more handsome than those boys who have nothing better to do than to volley and shoot basketball!"

The noise on the court quickly attracted the attention of students from other classes, and many people saw Qin Feng's dunk.

Originally, the instructor of their class was practicing military boxing and showing everyone how to chop bricks with bare hands.

But now, their attention is drawn to the basketball court.

After comparing myself with him, I suddenly felt that my instructor was just mediocre.

It has to be someone else's, handsome, pretty, and can dunk.

This made the instructors of other classes look very embarrassed and humiliated.

Rest time is not only a rest time, but also a time for each instructor to show their personal talents.

Although most of the military training instructors are second-year soldiers, it is still easy for them to scare these students with some of their moves.

But now, all the limelight has been stolen by Instructor Qin, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Tsk, isn't it just a slam dunk~"

"Why, you can do that too?"

"I can't! We have a professional basketball team in our company. They're two meters tall, and dunking is like a piece of cake!"

"That's their family too, what does it have to do with you?"

"My sister also said it was related to me, so I can be jealous, okay?"

Seeing Qin Feng stealing the show on the basketball court, Bai Ling frowned in the corridor outside the classroom.

Originally, she thought this guy was coming for her, but now she was a little hesitant.

Because she could feel that Qin Feng was having a lot of fun and letting himself go, just like he really came to the school to be an instructor.

This made it impossible for her to guess Qin Feng's intention in a short period of time.

Bai Ling took out her cell phone and hesitated whether to make a call and tell them about this.

But after thinking for a long time, she finally put down her phone and decided to observe the situation first.

Even if Qin Feng really wants to take action, he should be able to retreat unscathed with his own abilities. Let's just wait and see what happens...

Just as Bai Ling was daydreaming, an art teacher who was also dressed fashionably came up to her and said with a smile.

"How about that instructor? He's handsome, right?"

"what?"

Bai Ling turned around and looked at her best friend in surprise.

The art teacher chuckled and said, "Do you like me?"

"Are you kidding me?" Bai Ling stared, thinking, "Are you crazy? That guy wants to kill me!"

"Okay, stop pretending. I don't know you yet. Since you entered the school, you have never looked at any boy straight in the eye." The art teacher nudged her.

"I was at the stairs earlier and saw you staring at that place for at least five minutes. You couldn't have stared at it for that long unless you were moved, right?"

"I've inquired about it. Instructor Qin is single and doesn't have a girlfriend. If you want to..."

"not interested!"

Bai Ling quickly took a big step back: "I don't even want to talk about love. I just want to pursue my career, make money, and travel the world! I'm going to class, you stay here by yourself!"

The art teacher smacked his lips and touched his chin: Is she shy or embarrassed? Well, I guess so. It seems that I have to help my sister find her happiness!