The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

Li Jun's breathing gradually became heavy, and his back became damp with sweat.

There was no resistance.

No matter which direction you go out from, you'll always get shot in the head.

Almost three minutes have passed.

He didn't even manage a single kill, let alone a headshot.

He had only experienced this kind of crushing defeat when he first started playing CrossFire and was a complete newbie.

On the other hand, Lu Qian's screen showed that the data at the bottom had been refreshed to thirty-two golden headshots.

The gleaming gold logo left Qian Zihao, who was standing behind him, speechless. He dared not make a sound, for fear of interfering with Lu Qian's operation.

Li Jun typed harder and harder, his fair face gradually turning red.

Even if he went out through the tunnel next to him, he would still be shot in the head the moment he peeked out.

If Lu Qian hadn't been sitting right next to him, and if they hadn't come to the internet cafe together to turn on the computer, he would have suspected that a cheat code had been used.

The game ended shortly afterward.

Zero shutout!

50:0

Li Jun stared at the screen, completely stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

"The first round is over. Let's take a break before starting the next one." Lu Qian's tone was flat, without the slightest hint of emotion.

Only then did Qian Zihao and Wang Xu dare to speak.

"Holy crap, Mr. Lu, your marksmanship is incredible!"

"How did you do that quick-scope?! I didn't even see the person before I fired!"

Lu Qian smiled and said, "Practice more."

"Is that... all?"

Lu Qian: "Then you'll realize the gap between us."

The words were arrogant, but the two nodded in agreement.

In the gaming world, skill always reigns supreme.

Li Jun turned on the Gatorade, took a big gulp, and suppressed the frustration in his heart.

"Are you convinced?" Lu Qian asked.

Li Jun was silent for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher Lu, I want to play one more game."

What if, what if I have a better feel for the game in the second round?

Shooting skills and feel are closely related!

Lu Qian readily agreed, "No problem, go ahead and start."

Five minutes later.

Li Jun leaned back in his gaming chair, his eyes vacant.

The exact same ending, 50:0

Another shutout!

He chose the game, he chose the internet cafe, he chose the competition mode.

What else could he say?

Li Jun had lost games before, and he had encountered skilled opponents, but this was the first time he had been completely outmatched.

Furthermore, the opposing team did not take advantage of their position to camp at the respawn point or use knives to kill the taunting enemy.

Li Jun took a deep breath and said, "Teacher Lu, you're amazing. I'm impressed."

Lu Qian nodded in satisfaction. "A bet's a bet, that's a real man. From now on at school, you'll listen to me, right?"

"I'll listen to you," Li Jun said helplessly. "But I really can't concentrate on studying. I get sleepy as soon as I start a lecture, and there's nothing I can do about it."

He knew these competitions were meant to help them learn, but the problem was, he just couldn't concentrate.

"Then don't worry about it. Just try to learn, and I'll take care of the rest."

After saying that, Lu Qian looked at Qian Zihao and Wang Xu, "Based on proximity, it's your turn. What do you want to compete in? You can continue with CF, or switch to other games or other events."

Qian Zihao and Wang Xu looked at Lu Qian, who was smiling gently, and shook their heads like cats shaking off water.

"No, no, no, we'll listen to your teacher, Mr. Lu."

At first, they thought the competition was interesting, but after watching Li Jun's desperate and devastated expression, they decided not to try it.

Their skill level is even lower than Li Jun's; going up there would just be asking for trouble.

Lu Qian glanced at the panel.

The number of people participating in the conquest mission increased by three.

"Very well, those who know when to yield are the wise ones. Those three wise ones, go back to school."

……

Meanwhile, in classroom number 25.

Seeing Li Jun being killed one after another, shouts of "Holy crap!" and "Awesome!" echoed throughout the class...

"Wow, is Teacher Lu that good?"

"Isn't Li Jun the provincial champion? How did he get beaten up like this?"

"Is this some kind of acting? If someone's this good, why are they a teacher?"

"..."

Even girls who don't play games were greatly surprised.

It was even more shocking after the boys explained the difficulty of quick-scoping and the golden headshot.

"Teacher Lu is quite capable."

"Hey, I hope Li Jun doesn't actually listen to Teacher Lu."

"I guess they were beaten into submission."

"They'll be back soon, so who's next to compete?"

"If I can really beat the teacher, I can play however I want and make a killing!"

"Quickly compile a list of their strengths."

The whole class got more and more excited as they talked. Although Li Jun lost, it was really interesting.

Fan Siwen moved the chair away and put her long legs on Li Jun's stool. The originally loose school uniform trousers were also changed to a slim fit.

"Li Jun is still too hopeless. What's the point of competing in games? If you're going to compete, compete in games that boys don't know how to play."

She stood up, walked to the podium, and smiled brightly. "I'm next. My son lost, so I'll help him get revenge."

Ten minutes later.

Lu Qian returned with Li Jun and the other two. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fan Siwen standing on the podium.

"What are you doing?"

"Teacher, I'll challenge you next," Fan Siwen said proudly.

Lu Qian sized up Fan Siwen. She was pretty, wore light makeup, and had a good temperament. She was quite popular in the class.

Name: Fan Siwen

Gender: Female

[Talents: Mathematics (Very Poor), Chinese (Good), English (Good), Physics (Very Poor), Chemistry (Very Poor), Biology (Poor)...Aesthetics (Excellent)]

With such talent, how did you end up studying science?

Lu Qian was completely baffled, but still asked, "Okay, what do you want to compete in?"

Fan Siwen smiled slyly: "Teacher, you said it's better than anything else, right?"

"That's right."

"Then let's have a makeup contest."

Fan Siwen has loved makeup since she was a child. In addition, her family is well-off and her parents are cheerful, so they can buy and use a lot of cosmetics.

After years of practice, my makeup skills have become quite impressive. I can not only do my mother's makeup, but I also occasionally take on makeup jobs for cosplay.

Although many boys wear makeup nowadays, according to Fan Siwen's observations,

This Mr. Lu has no trace of makeup on his entire body; his handsomeness comes entirely from modeling, and his outfit is also quite ordinary.

This advantage is on my side; we're guaranteed to win!

The whole class suddenly realized what was happening and started making a fuss.

"Sister Wen's insight is brilliant!"

"This is a sure win!"

"What male teacher would wear makeup, especially one from an engineering background?"

"Is it true that STEM guys don't wash their hair for three days?"

"..."

The classroom was noisy and the atmosphere was lively.

Lu Qian gestured with his hands, "Be quiet, don't disturb the other classes."

The students immediately fell silent, but their eyes shone brightly with anticipation.

As long as I'm not studying, I'm energetic at everything.

"A makeup contest? No problem," Lu Qian nodded in agreement. "But I don't have any makeup tools..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bunch of girls in the class raised their hands in unison.

"Teacher, I have some, use mine."

"Use mine, I have the whole variety!"

Lu Qian glanced around and saw that more than a dozen girls were carrying cosmetics.

While other students use their pencil cases to hold pens, these students use them to hold makeup tools.

Lu Qian casually borrowed a student's makeup tools.

"A makeup contest is fine, but the time can't be too long. How about a 20-minute time limit? You can decide the makeup theme."

Fan Siwen nodded, "No problem. As for the makeup theme... we don't have many professional tools. We'll randomly select someone, and after the makeup is done, the classmates will vote on who did the best makeup."

Lu Qian: "Okay."

The two drew lots randomly.

The boy assigned to Lu Qian was named Ma Chengde.

The girl who was assigned to Fan Siwen was named Luo Shishi.

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