""Just a moment, please. I'll look into this right away and make sure you're satisfied."Fu Jin Sheng said helplessly, afraid the other party would be unsatisfied, "Mr. Ye, how about I help you open th...Ye Bufan arrived at the classroom door. Although he hadn't gone in yet, his divine sense had already made everything inside crystal clear to him.

From those students' teasing yet expectant gazes, it was clear that this class wasn't going to be easy.

Glancing at the slightly ajar classroom door, he saw a bucket placed on top, half-filled with inky black liquid.

This is a common trick. The bucket is balanced at this moment, but as soon as you push the door gently, it will immediately fall over due to inertia.

Even if one could miraculously escape, all attention would surely shift to them. And right by the door, there was a layer of oil spread out, with a layer of steel balls on top of it.

This kind of super lubricity, an ordinary person goes up probably immediately will fall down and be injured. It might even break bones.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, these little tricks might be useful to others, but they were useless against him.

He pushed the door open with a bang and walked in, not raising his head to look at the bucket as if he hadn't noticed it at all.

Seeing this scene, everyone got excited and waited to see what would happen next. They wanted to see the new teacher turn into an African in seconds, and some people were even ready to jump up and cheer.

The result disappointed them. The bucket seemed stuck to the door, no matter how hard they pushed, it showed no sign of coming down.

Then everyone's attention shifted back to the rolling ball at the front. Even if Ye Bufan miraculously passed the first round, he definitely wouldn't be able to pass the second one.

The result once again refreshed their cognition. The unbeatable oil-adding rolling beads did not show the effect they were accustomed to this time.

This new teacher just walked in, stepping on each step one by one until he reached the podium without any sign of slipping.

Ye Bufan pulled over a chair from behind the lecture desk, not caring at all that it was covered in strong glue. He plopped down with satisfaction and even raised his legs in a relaxed manner.

Now everyone's eyes were wide open, almost popping out of their sockets. They had seen the effects of this super glue firsthand - once it stuck, there was no way to remove it without taking your pants off.

Of the ten previous teachers, five ran out wearing trousers.

Even one person reacted a little slowly, and the glue seeped in, even sticking to their underwear. They ended up having to escape the classroom carrying a chair on their back.

The teacher in front of us sat on the chair, looking calm and relaxed. He shifted his position carelessly without any sign of being stuck.

They wouldn't know that Ye Bufan had already seen through these tricks. His true energy formed a barrier between the superglue and himself.

This glue, although domineering, absolutely cannot stick to true energy.

A stunned silence fell upon the audience. They couldn't comprehend how this teacher had managed to breeze through all three rounds with such ease.

At this moment, Amy walked up with a brand new teacup in her hand. It was filled with Tieguanyin tea that smelled wonderfully fragrant and looked vibrantly green.

"Teacher, welcome to our class. You've worked hard, please have some tea!"

Ye Bufan took the teacup, gently sniffed it, and said, “This tea smells good, quite fragrant.”

"Of course, I specially prepared this for you, Teacher. It's top-grade Tieguanyin tea. You must have a try, or I'll be heartbroken."

Amélie said this while putting on a pitiful expression.

Since it's a heartfelt gesture from my classmates, of course I'll drink it. Even if there's powdered barberry in it, I'll still drink it.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, then drank half the tea in his cup in one gulp.

He could naturally see that the tea contained ground betel nut, but this thing was effective for others, but it had no effect on himself as a doctor.

As everyone witnessed the half cup of tea going down, the class erupted in laughter. Many clapped and cheered.

Although this teacher was lucky, although he was cunning, although he managed to dodge three hurdles in a row, what difference did it make In the end, he still fell into the hands of his own people.

So much croton powder consumed, not to mention a person, even a cow would be stuck in the latrine for half a day. Many people have even imagined this teacher suffering immensely in the outhouse.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly at the audience below: “Are you all so welcoming to me So excited”

Wu Zihao shouted, "Idiot, do you really think we welcome you We thought you could stay in the classroom for three minutes, but now it seems like you're going to have to leave right away."

"With your meager skills, you dare to teach us You're nowhere near qualified!"

After he finished speaking, he held up three fingers and started counting down, “3… 2… 1… Go!”

This bitter gourd powder was put in by his own hands, so he knows how much it weighs. In his opinion, with three numbers, Ye Bufan would definitely be in agony.

Even though the countdown was over, he remained calm and composed, showing no signs of discomfort. He even picked up his teacup and took a few more sips.

"You..."

Wu Zihao was dumbfounded. If it wasn't for the fact that there was only one teacup in their class, and if it wasn't because he had personally ground the powder, he would have thought something was wrong.

"I'm fine, I'm doing great." Ye Bufan said to the audience below. "You guys are just not good enough. Your little tricks are useless against me."

"Teacher, you're so lame!"

Amy pouted, not at all embarrassed by being caught, and turned back to her seat.

While others still didn't accept the new teacher, they also felt their tricks were useless and lost interest all at once.

Then they went back to their previous states, some browsing their phones, others playing poker, as if there was no teacher present at all.

This was also a method they used before, although it didn't seem very intense, it was quite effective. Even if you, teacher, are incredibly capable, what can you really do to us

Every single student here has a formidable background. Do you really dare to touch any of us

Ye Bufan still had a faint smile on his face, unlike the other teachers who would get angry at their students. He didn't seem to dare to do anything to these students.

A trace of disdain flashed in Zhu Mingyu's eyes. This teacher was different from the others he had encountered before; he seemed to possess some real ability.

But he dared not, and would only go so far, he wouldn't dare to confront those who were the offspring of officials or the wealthy.

Ye Bufan walked down from the stage with his hands behind his back and came to a girl sitting in the front row.

Although this girl wasn't as heavily made up as Amy, she still had a thick layer of foundation on her face. Even then, it couldn't hide the dozen or so freckles on her skin.

Her nickname in class was Little Sparrow, not because she was talkative, but because she had many unsightly black spots on her face.

She is wealthy and has been to many famous beauty salons and even seen many doctors, but no one has been able to remove the freckles on her face.

An old Chinese medicine practitioner said that her freckles are different from others. They are caused by toxins originating from the blood, and they not only cannot be removed but will also increase in number.

As a member of Year 5, Class 2, Xiao Maque wasn't someone easy to get along with. Seeing Ye Bufan staring at him, he defiantly looked up and said, "What are you looking at me for"

Ye Bufan said: "The freckles on your face are very ugly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other students in the class immediately broke into knowing smiles. Little Sparrow wasn't usually one to get riled up, but freckles were her weak spot.

Anyone who dares to say her freckles are unsightly will be immediately attacked!even think about saving me. I have means of self-preservation.If I can't even handle this myself, your help won't do any good, you'll just have to pay for another one.The crowd nodded in agreement onc...