Chapter: 6364

"It's almost two o'clock, and the instructor hasn't come yet? His name is Daoist Debao, and his name is not very nice." Ling Duoduo looked around.

Did not wait for Zhang Han, but saw the head of the department.

"Our dean, what are you doing here?" Ling Duoduo asked strangely.

Desi, the dean of the department, walked over.

"Isn't Class Nine of the Fantasy Department having class today?" Desi, the head of the department, asked.

"No, the instructor informed me that the class starts at 2:00 in the afternoon." The chubby girl Benny replied.

"Isn't it two o'clock in three minutes?" The head of the department frowned.

Don't leave, just stand here and wait.

Coincidentally.

In the last ten seconds to two o'clock, Zhang Han came from the side and stepped into the building of Class Nine.

"Taoist Debao." Desi, the dean of the department, said with dissatisfaction: "The former tutor Fu, he would come a little earlier every time. The purpose of our college is to do our best to train good students. You came too late Positive, but since you are the first offender and the first time to be a mentor, I will not pursue your mistakes, and I will not be an example. Remember, you must..."

As he spoke, the head of the department's brows relaxed, and he said a lot of earnest words.

It sounds like he is teaching something, but in fact he is still talking to Zhang Han.

Three minutes later.

"Do you remember everything?" the head of the department asked.

As a result, Zhang Han was still looking at the side and ignored him.

Um?

The head of the department's face sank: "I asked you to remember? Some requirements and guidelines."

Still ignored.

Make yourself unable to step down in front of the students?

I really ate the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard.

Swish Swish Swish!

Chu Changan, Ling Duoduo, etc., the six students present were all a little unclear. So, what is this new mentor doing? He was facing the director.

Whoosh!

The head of the department moved and stood in front of Zhang Han's sight, looking at him coldly.

"oh?"

Zhang Han sighed lightly, raised his hand and pulled out two mini earphones from his ears, with a somewhat puzzled tone: "Have you finished?"

What, what?

Several students present were dumbfounded, can this still happen?

"you!"