Chapter 010: Teacher Cang

"If you hire back a good-for-nothing from France who can only teach, then I advise you to leave; you cannot be the homeroom teacher of Class 39 in the senior year!" Another voice came, but this one was a female voice

The principal had originally planned to go to the administrative office of the second year, but upon hearing the sudden silence from Class 9 of the third year, he decided to check on them. However, after a moment of reflection, he smiled knowingly and headed towards the second year instead

Since the opening ceremony, Class 9 of the third year has been filled with a cacophony of sounds, echoing throughout the entire teaching building. Such a scene has naturally occurred at No. 1 High School in the past, but most of them were instantly quelled.

No one answered me? Well, I will call on someone to respond!" Cang Long said, looking at the materials on the podium, which listed dozens of names. It was evident that this was the class roster.

Therefore, no one believed that he was the class monitor. However, Wang Jiao, who was below, felt a chill for the entire class. She recalled the indifferent gaze of Cang Long from earlier; when it swept over her, she actually turned away, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to hide in.

The coldness was what they sensed from the gaze of the Azure Dragon; of course, they did not realize that it was the aura of death

Is it true? a student asked tentatively

"Besides teaching, what else do you want me to know?" the Azure Dragon asked slowly and deliberately.

But at that moment, a piercing voice came through: "May I ask, Teacher Cang, what else can you do besides teaching?"

Look, someone is showing off again! A few students laughed as they saw Canglong writing two characters on the blackboard

Canglong cast a glance over, recognizing this person from his memory, though his understanding was not profound. The most notable characteristic of this individual was his tendency to pick faults.

Wang Jiao arrived at this unfamiliar classroom, looking at a group of unfamiliar classmates, occasionally hearing a few whistles. In the past, Wang Jiao would have responded, but today she had little inclination to do so. Whether it was the discussions around her or anything else, she cast them all aside.

Teacher Cang

He fixed his gaze on the first one, who immediately stifled his laughter. Then he turned to the next, and it was the same for both boys and girls. When Canglong's eyes glanced at the last student, that student had his eyes closed, as tears of laughter had streamed down his face. However, he quickly opened his eyes to look at those around him, for they were no longer laughing. At that moment, the classroom was quiet, as if no one were there, except for his own lewd laughter.

Thus, the voices that followed grew increasingly astonished and louder, yet they all fixed their gaze upon the Azure Dragon. This situation seemed to catch even the Azure Dragon by surprise, lasting until half a minute later

However, this statement surprised the students. According to normal human reactions, the more ambiguous the name, the less it is accepted internally. Yet, this peculiar teacher before them seemed unconcerned.

This ... ... in the future, we can proudly say that we are all people who have followed Teacher Cang.

Cang Long turned around, set down the chalk, clapped his hands, then took off his black-framed glasses and placed them on the side of the podium. He scanned the room once more and then pointed to the two characters on the blackboard: "Hello everyone, my name is Cang Long, and I will be your future homeroom teacher, as well as your current homeroom teacher. You can call me Teacher Cang"

Teacher Cang

"Basketball? Snooker? Football? Piano? Or perhaps Taekwondo, what do you know?" A harsh voice rang out again, but this time it was not the same person; it was another student sitting in the corner. These two students had also been the quietest during the earlier laughter.

"Indeed, I am not responsible for teaching you the main subjects, but I am responsible for teaching you history and managing the affairs of the class in the future!" replied Canglong.

You all... why aren't you laughing at all! The student glanced around and found that his classmates looked as if they had been frightened, each one looking worse than crying. He looked towards Canglong on the podium in confusion, and their eyes met. In that moment, all the humor in his heart withered away.

After Wang Jiao finished speaking, a few people in the classroom couldn't help but laugh again, which ultimately led to a collective uproar of laughter. However, this time, Cang Long did not stop them, as he was well aware of his current role. He could not regard his students with the eyes of a killer, so he had to quickly adjust himself and play the role of a teacher

However, whenever they saw Canglong, they could not stop laughing, especially some individuals who, while laughing, would recite Canglong's titles. As a result, those around them, who had initially ceased their laughter, could not help but join in again upon hearing this laughter. Even Wang Jiao, holding back her smile, wore a speechless expression, seemingly mourning for Canglong.

When Cang Long finished speaking, the entire classroom fell silent in an instant. Whether they were looking in the mirror, chasing each other, or discussing matters, everyone closed their mouths, staring at Cang Long with a look of disbelief. Some even glanced at the two characters written by Cang Long, thinking they were seeing things.

However, it is quite unexpected that Class 9 of the third year is now quiet. It only took a moment for someone to think of Canglong, but most of the teachers displayed expressions of disbelief, so...

Similarly, most of them come from well-established family backgrounds, but there are also those with ordinary backgrounds; almost every type of background is represented. Therefore, many teachers who wish to take charge are reluctant to do so. This is also due to their concerns, and they even want the newly appointed head teacher of Class 9 in the senior year to take a look at this class, allowing him to deal with the headaches himself

His arrival did attract the attention of a few people, but the noisy classroom did not quiet down. When most of the students saw him on the podium and his attire, they assumed he was a student because he looked too young. Although mhetushu.com was not wearing a school uniform, it seemed that there were also some individuals in the class who were not in uniform.

No one answered, nor did anyone dare to respond. Usually, they would meet anyone's gaze with confidence, mocking others without reservation. However, for some reason, this new homeroom teacher gave them a completely different feeling. This gaze was neither the authority of someone who had long occupied a high position, nor the piercing chill of extreme cold, but rather a slow and subtle coolness, chilling to the very core of one's heart.

At this moment, it seemed that the entire faculty collectively released a sigh of relief, yet they did not dare to meet the gaze of the Azure Dragon. However, in this moment, the sense of resistance within them reemerged.

Although Cang Long did not know who the so-called "Teacher Cang" was, he understood what AV was and what Japanese actresses were. Therefore, he immediately adjusted his tone and said lightly: "Since 'Teacher Cang' sounds pleasant, let's continue to call her Teacher Cang in the future, no need to change it!"

The Canglong had never intended to instill fear in them; it was merely to quiet them down. It seemed that such a small tactic was quite necessary. Of course, he would not reveal to them that it was a pair of murderous eyes. Even those with rich social experience would find themselves trembling under the gaze of those eyes, for he had witnessed countless deaths.

Cang Long? Teacher Cang! A student muttered to himself, his expression oddly peculiar

You said! The Azure Dragon retracted the murderous intent in its eyes, and its gaze softened once again

However, what is similar is that their words are filled with provocation and sarcasm, instantly resonating throughout the entire class. One by one, they fix their gaze on Canglong, as if to say, if Canglong is just a good-for-nothing, then he should quickly get lost, ... don't embarrass yourself here ...

Therefore, he wants to wait until they finish laughing before seeking the reason behind it. He believes that this is definitely not a coordinated action against him by these individuals, but rather that he has done something wrong himself, or perhaps it is related to his name

Is Teacher Cang really going to be our homeroom teacher in the future

Old... old teacher m.hetushu.com.com, let me handle it!" Wang Jiao suddenly stood up, perhaps because she hadn't smiled at all from beginning to end, which gave her a bit of confidence

With a loud "bang," the entire class erupted, filled with various sounds of laughter, which caused a hint of coldness to appear on Cang Long's face. However, there is always a reason behind every incident, and Cang Long naturally would not seek to understand the ambiguity concerning a certain female student, nor would he know where Teacher Cang's misunderstanding lay.

Cang Laoshi is actually a Japanese actress, quite famous in her field. Therefore... therefore... Wang Jiao hesitated, unable to meet Cang Long's gaze while speaking. Her previous boldness completely vanished at that moment. Of course, it was not because she was afraid of Cang Long, but rather due to the lingering embarrassment from a recent incident.

Thus, she stood up, preparing to skip class and leave, but unexpectedly, just as she stood up, Cang Long, dressed in a suit and wearing black-rimmed glasses, walked in. His gaze remained steady and sharp as always; he merely cast a brief glance over the entire classroom before walking to the podium and picking up a piece of chalk, beginning to write to himself.

The long wait yielded no results, yet the laughter continued unabated. Cang Long's expression grew colder; he made no remarkable moves and uttered no words, merely fixing his gaze on the student who laughed the loudest, watching him calmly.

He is quite handsome, but those glasses would be better off removed

It cannot be false!" replied Canglong

However, the Azure Dragon did not linger on her for long, which left her somewhat disappointed

Why am I so foolish! Wang Jiao silently blamed herself, her heart pounding, unsure how to calm down. At this moment, her only thought was to avoid meeting Cang Long, as a meeting would only lead to awkwardness.

He subconsciously sat back in his seat, avoiding Canglong's gaze. Eventually, the entire class fell silent, and no one was laughing anymore. It was then that Canglong spoke up: "I am very curious about what you were all laughing at just now. If it is worth a laugh, please feel free to share it with me" hetushu .com .com

Come down, stylish man wearing black glasses, pretending to be cool will bring down the wrath of the heavens

Thus, the atmosphere in the entire classroom became tense, as they knew that the war between the students and the teacher had begun, and this was their first counterattack.

She casually found an empty seat and recalled Cang Long. Throughout the journey, she had been in a daze, as it was her first time meeting her future homeroom teacher, and she had actually played a trick on him. Most importantly, she had joyfully called him "fake foreign devil" all the way.

Some people feel deep down that they are not convinced, but whenever they make eye contact with the Azure Dragon, the words they intended to say instantly vanish from their minds. What remains is a sense of evasion, an unwillingness to meet those eyes. They do not know what exactly is reflected in those eyes, but they understand what it means to feel fear

The feeling of being watched by the Azure Dragon is quite uncomfortable. Even soldiers like the snow leopard, who have undergone rigorous training, feel a chill run down their spine when under the gaze of the Azure Dragon, let alone a group of students. The Azure Dragon's eyes do not possess a cold glint, nor do they reveal any anger; they are simply indifferent, giving off a sense of nonchalance. However, when the gaze is fixed upon them, they immediately feel as if they have fallen into an ice cellar, unable to suppress their shivering.

Teacher Cang... Teacher Cang will be our homeroom teacher from now on! Some people have become even bolder, completely forgetting the pain after the wound has healed

It is estimated to be a pair of mouse-like eyes, afraid to meet others, or perhaps very lewd

However, Class 9 of the third year is different; some dare to manage, while others are unwilling to do so, and even more are too afraid to take charge. The issue surrounding the "special appointment" teacher has deeply hurt them. Additionally, there are reasons inherent to Class 9 itself; the students in this class are not merely labeled as problem students.

Teacher Cang ! ! !

Regarding the actions of Canglong, some teachers were discussing it, while others continued with their activities, some were preoccupied with looking in the mirror, and even more completely ignored Canglong's presence, continuing to chat and go about their business, with the noise incessantly filling the air