Ultimate Devouring Evolution

"Since you became the honorary president of the Martial Arts Association at the age of 18, a special teacher, there is no problem at all."

said the Minister of Education.

When everyone heard this, it was like being struck by lightning again.

Minister, what about morals?

This guy is obviously extorting.

You actually agreed.

If this was the case in the past, even if they were killed, they would not believe that anyone would dare to blackmail a special teacher directly from the Minister of Education.

But now that the facts were right in front of them, they couldn't help but not believe it.

The melancholy in Sun Guoping's heart.

With my own strength and talent, whether I can become a senior teacher in this life is a question.

Zhang Fan was two years younger than himself, yet he became a super teacher directly.

People and people are really incomparable.

Director Zheng is also full of enthusiasm.

This kid has jumped from the lowest teaching assistant to a special teacher in an instant. Does this make people alive?

You know, the lowest third-class special-grade teacher also has a salary of 625,000 a month.

And he, the bureau chief, only has more than 20,000 points per month.

If he was the director of the bureau, he would be willing to change the status of a special teacher.

However, although everyone thinks that Zhang Fan has jumped from a small teaching assistant to a super teacher, this is really too exaggerated.

However, as the honorary president of the Zhang Fan Martial Arts Association, there is really nothing to doubt if he becomes a special teacher.

Zhang Fan thought for a while, and said to the Minister of Education: "Special teacher? I won't embarrass you too much, will I?"

puff……

Everyone almost sprayed again.

The Minister of Education is dumb and unable to speak.

You proposed it yourself, do I dare not agree?

Now ask me if it will be too embarrassing, who are you laughing at?

The Minister of Education could only say with a wry smile: "No embarrassment, no embarrassment."

As he spoke, he observed Zhang Fan's expression.

Judging from Zhang Fan's expression, he didn't seem too satisfied.

He was afraid that if Zhang Fan continued to speak, he would ask for another first-class special teacher.

Giving a third-class special-grade teacher is already a big exception.

However, with the status of the honorary president of the Martial Arts Association, the others did not dare to make too much noise.

But if you give it directly to a first-class special-grade teacher, you can drown yourself in that saliva.

So in order to prevent Zhang Fan from continuing to speak, he hastily said, "Mr. Zhang, I have a message for you, please take a look."

After speaking, he sent a text message to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan looked at it with the retina projection interface.

Immediately his face brightened, and he nodded: "Well, Minister, it seems that you take good care of our little teachers. You are really a good minister."

The minister laughed dryly and said, "It usually takes a month for the approval of a special-grade teacher. I will let you speed it up a little bit, and you should be able to catch up with the salary next month. Then you will be directly paid the salary of a special-grade teacher."

Zhang Fan nodded.

The Minister of Education is quite sensible.

"My lord, I'll see you next time. By the way, don't reveal my identity as the honorary president of the Martial Arts Association. After all, I'm a very low-key person."

Then he hung up the phone.

The Minister of Education feels so bitter.

Now you just made a phone call, and you got knocked out of the status of a special teacher by your kid.

If we really meet next time, I don't know how much your kid will knock.

It would be best to be gone for the rest of my life.

But when the others heard Zhang Fan's last words, they all had black lines on their heads.

Are you still low-key?

Riot Organization Department;

Anger against the Education Secretary;

tough education minister;

Blackmail a special teacher.

Which of these things is low-key?

If you are low-key, I am afraid that there will be no high-profile people in the whole world.

Only Ling Xiao knew that the teacher did not reveal his identity as a warrior;

Did not expose his A-level genetic weapons;

His dual gene Wu was not exposed.

From these points, he is indeed very low-key.

Others don't know this.

Since Zhang Fan didn't want the minister to speak out, it was impossible for him to let them speak out. So they can only bury this matter in their hearts for the time being.

Zhang Fan felt secretly refreshed at this moment.

Originally, there was nothing in between, wouldn't it be good to let the slag class directly participate in the freshman assessment?

As a result, these guys insisted on making trouble.

That's good, I will give myself the title of special teacher directly.

It's so cool!

And just now the minister sent a message, the content is roughly the reward for the new student assessment of Lingguang Martial Arts Academy, which is a power stone.

For this power stone, no matter what, they must win the championship!

At the same time, in the District Education Bureau.

Director Zheng walked out of the monitoring room, feeling restless for a long time.

Slowly returning to the office, he was a little dazed.

What he saw just now really shocked him too much.

If you can come back to your senses in a short while, then there is really a ghost.

On the other side, in Deputy Director Gao's office.

After Deputy Director Gao returned to the office, he was always in a state of anxiety.

I don't know what Zhang Fan and Deputy Director Gao are talking about.

But just based on the few sentences just now, I know that the talk is not very good.

Zhang Fan was originally a fearless personality, but Deputy Director Gao also had a bad temper.

When these two collide together, isn't that thunder and fire?

After thinking about it, he was still worried about Zhang Fan.

Now that Director Zheng has been pissed off, Teacher Zhang Fan may have a hard time in the future.

Teacher Zhang Fan is having a hard time, so who will discipline his useless son?

After thinking about it, Deputy Director Gao stood up again.

He still wants to go and have a look again, and it's best to persuade Director Zheng to put the fire out.

Turn this big thing into a small one, and make it into nothing.

Soon, he came to Director Zheng's office again.

I listened with my ears sideways, but there seemed to be no movement inside.

It seems that the talk is over.

This made Deputy Director Gao's heart sink.

I don't even know what to talk about.

Then he knocked on the door, walked into Director Zheng's office, and carefully observed Director Zheng's face.

Sure enough, Director Zheng's face was not very good-looking.

Cloudy and sunny.

Deputy Director Gao is most familiar with this expression, and knows that it is a sign that the director is going to do something.

In the past, if Director Zheng showed this expression, something big would happen.

"Director? Nothing...is something wrong?"

Deputy Director Gao asked tentatively.

Director Zheng didn't answer him, but his face was still not very good-looking.

Deputy Director Gao waited for a while, and could only ask again: "Director?"

It wasn't until this moment that Director Zheng seemed to come to his senses and asked, "You and Mr. Zhang Fan seem to have a good relationship?"

Deputy Director Gao's heart sank again, it's over.

It seems that not only Teacher Zhang Fan cannot escape, but also himself will be implicated.

He could only tell the truth: "Well, Teacher Zhang Fan and I met by chance. I saw that Teacher Zhang Fan was so young and very thoughtful in teaching, so I talked to him a few more words. Gradually, we went back and forth. I got acquainted."

After finishing speaking, he secretly looked at Director Zheng's face again.

I don't know how Director Zheng will deal with himself and Teacher Zhang Fan.

After a while, Director Zheng said: "That's great, invite Teacher Zhang Fan out next time, let's have a meal together."

"Uh……"

Deputy Director Gao stood on the spot in a daze.