The Strongest Matrilocal Son-in-law

It had to be said that this young, beautiful and highly educated female principal, regardless of whether it was her appearance or temperament, was truly exceptional.    

That frown and smile caused one's heart to tremble.    

Lin Xuan had just arrived and had only met the principal, Ye Qingyu. However, from Ye Qingyu's extraordinary temperament, it could be seen that this woman was not older than twenty-five or twenty-six years old.    

He was already a doctorate from a world-famous university, and he was also qualified to be the principal of a secondary school in Lilac. From this, it could be seen that he was an outstanding person.    

It was a short interview, and the conversation was elegant.    

Lin Xuan had a good impression of this young female principal.    

In the principal's office, during the interview, Ye Qingyu raised a sharp question and asked Lin Xuan why he taught.    

Lin Xuan answered with a lofty tone: "He has been taught by all the heroes of the world. Respecting personality, teaching according to one's aptitude."    

In reality, what moved Ye Qingyu was not the words "the world's most talented person taught you", but rather "respect your personality and teach you in accordance with your natural endowments".    

Because when you faced the students of the second and fifth grades, those students who were criticized by the teachers as dead class, how could they be called heroes? They were all branded with the brand of "oddities".    

Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't be picky about his students. After all, he had suddenly entered the school to teach and educate others.    

"Then, Teacher Lin, I'll leave everything to you in class five." If you need anything, feel free to contact me. " Ye Qingyu warned as he turned around and left the Grade Two teacher's office.    

Lin Xuan nodded and replied, "Ok, leave the student to me. Don't worry, Principal!"    

The rest of the teachers all had an understanding look in their eyes. When Lin Xuan picked up one of the unfamiliar textbooks, they all walked towards Class 5. All the teachers were confused and confused.    

"What the hell, what's going on? For him to be the teacher in charge of the class two and five in high school, he actually didn't even hesitate and directly went all out? "    

"Oh god, the wind blows and the water turns cold. A brave warrior cannot return once he goes to the west. Ai, he should just pray for good fortune!"    

"Don't you think this man has a brain like Watt, a stupid 250? Just like that, he still wants to be the teacher in charge of the class two and five? "    

The year two teacher, Song Hao grinned, "Hey, hey, what are you guys talking about? No matter what, Lin Xuan is a member of our grade two teachers now that he's at our Lilac Middle School. How can we take advantage of him and gloat over his misfortune?"    

"But then again, do you think Lin Xuan will be able to come back alive?"    

"Tsk, Director Song, look at how righteous you are. Do you think you're on the wrong team?"    

"Of course, in my opinion, if this young man goes to the second or fifth grade, he'll be courting death."    

"..."    

At that time.    

Lilac Middle School, teaching building.    

In the classroom of high school class five.    

Rather than calling it a classroom, it would be more accurate to call it a market. In fact, it was even more chaotic and noisy than a market.    

In the classroom, the students were chasing each other. Several girls were gathered together, putting on makeup as they discussed the scandal between some celebrities.    

Several male gods were crouching on the seats, their heads together as they played a game.    

There were also a few male gods, and they were all discussing some school belle, how long her legs were, and how she was beautiful.    

"Hey, look how calm you are. Haven't you heard? The school has recruited a new teacher in charge of our class... "    

His words were like a stone that gave rise to a thousand ripples.    

Those students who were in a mess all went silent for a moment.    

But very quickly, everyone expressed their contempt and waved their hands, not caring in the slightest. "Tsk, I thought there was something big going on!"    

"Exactly, right now the school doesn't care about our lives. They want to dissolve us as soon as possible, so they gave up on us long ago."    

"Hiss ~ Do you guys feel that, when you think about it carefully, our class did a huge reversal from the important class to the last class." Hiss ~ Do you guys feel that, when you think about it carefully, our class did a huge reversal from the important class to the last class.    

"Hahaha, we are all Fiend Angels, alright? This only means that those old antiques don't know how to appreciate them."    

"Of course, if we really make up our minds to learn, then those bookworms are no match for us."    

"..."    

Even though his words had a certain effect, they quickly returned to their respective worlds.    

"Hey, do you know? That Queen of Songs, Murong Hanxiao, has advanced into the acting world! "    

"Goddess Murong has such a great face and her songs are so well sung, so her acting must not be bad. No matter if she is singing or filming, I am still a loyal fan of her."    

"Hahaha, don't be so crooked. He's a famous celebrity. Who the hell are you?"    

"My biggest dream is to become a singer like Murong Hanxiao. If I can realize this, take a photo with her and get her autograph. How great that would be!"    

The whole class was once again discussing various matters that had nothing to do with learning.    

To them, even changing a teacher or a group of teachers was nothing out of the ordinary.    

From the gossip of the celebrities to the various secret love games on campus, and so on.    

Lin Xuan had a language book in his hand. It was his first time coming to the school to teach. Although he was a little restrained in his heart, he was very calm in his every word and action.    

When he arrived outside the classroom, he tilted his head to look at the chaos outside the classroom.    

He thought to himself: "The heck, is this the student I am about to face?"    

It was no wonder that the principal Ye Qingyu's words were filled with a deep sense of meaning, as well as a peculiar gaze from all the second year teachers.    

So it was because of the group of students in the second and fifth grade. This class seemed to be made up of tough bones. If one wanted to bite and move, it was necessary to put in some effort.    

After hesitating for a while, Lin Xuan's mind became calm.    

Looking from a different perspective, these students' young and tender faces were filled with longing and anticipation for the future. They were still quite adorable.    

Lin Xuan walked straight into the classroom with calm steps.    

According to his expectations, when he walked into the classroom, these students would at least revere him, or in other words, restrain him.    

However, when he stood on the podium, all the students in the classroom treated him like air. He was completely transparent.    

On the podium, there was an exquisite box.    

He glanced at it and wondered if they were welcoming him, sending him a gift.    

Tsk tsk tsk, these students were really thoughtful!    

Looking at the chaotic scene of students at the podium, Lin Xuan coughed and cleared his throat. He raised his voice and solemnly said, "Students, I'm your homeroom teacher. In the coming days, I'll accompany you all in growing up …"