After the trainees finished their meal, Chen Fang's work this time was also completed, but he was not able to get his due pay immediately because he was complained.

　　 Canteen was responsible for Tucker's handling of nearly 300 complaints from male students this time.

　　 The grounds for the complaint were uneven distribution and gender discrimination. The main body was a large number of absent male students who went back to sleep after eating.

　　 The middle-aged fat man and Aunt Lin were in attendance, and Chen Fang defended himself, as well as the remaining half of the beef dishes as evidence.

　　 Chen Fang said he was wronged. He strictly followed the objective conditions of the students, adopted a fair and subjective attitude, and followed the principle of no waste to distribute food.

　　 Under the premise that the food is free and the trainees are fat or thin, there is no so-called uneven distribution. Sex discrimination is even more nonsense. Is it wrong to take care of female trainees more? If you say that I take care of female students, I admit it, saying that I can lick a dog, and that I can’t discriminate. This is a matter of principle.

　　 Are you so shameless that your family is artificial? Thought of everyone present.

After all, Tucker was the leader and considered the matter more comprehensively. After inquiring the chef and operating how to distribute food at the Chen Fang site, he came to the conclusion that Chen Fang’s actions are extremely beneficial to the canteen, and then he made a decision to Chen Fang. sure.

　　 Chen Fang is a temporary substitute, which is very convenient for his next job, isn't it.

　　 But this is a ruthless person, Nima, you almost surpassed Parkinson's man with shaking hands. Tucker looked at it with complicated eyes, and Chen Fang thought of it, who was shaking his spoon.

Originally, each dish in the canteen was rationed for 500 people, and the back kitchen also reserved a hundred people as a spare. Chen Fang trembles, and directly helped the canteen save half of it. With such a hand, he doesn't know how much money can be left in the cafeteria in a month.

　　Should I decorate the office? A thought floated in Tucker's mind, but he immediately pressed it down.

　　 "Leader, do you see if you can cash in on the rewards, you can agree before, I will take care of the meal for one shift." Chen Fang said, he was very hungry.

　　 Tucker is thinking about things. How can he take care of this little thing? He waved his hand and said, "You can figure it out by yourself. Eat as much as you want."

　　 Chen Fang was happy when he heard it, and ran to make a meal, and then ate with the remaining beef dishes.

After emptying out a rice bucket with one bowl and two bowls, Chen Fang dragged another rice bucket to eat. After cleaning up all the remaining beef dishes and drying up the three rice buckets, everyone in the cafeteria was dumbfounded. With full hiccups, Chen Fang waved his sleeves and left without a cloud.

　　 I flicked my clothes, leaving the bowl behind me.

　　 "Next time I say nothing, I won't find this kind of substitute. One meal will cost my grandma." The middle-aged fat man said with a black line.

　　 "You can't say that, at least his set of operations and the use of masks are worth this price." Tucker has a long-term vision.

　　 "Will it? Isn't it just shaking hands, who can't, masks are just not thought of before." The middle-aged fat man said.

　　 Tucker shook his head and said nothing. The middle-aged fat man was an afterthought.

Some things or things seem simple, but it is very difficult to think of or make them and apply them. This is related to cognition. For example, washing hands can reduce the probability of illness. It was after the development of mortal era medicine to a certain extent. , It has only been recognized and popularized; another example is masks, which appeared very early, but they are often used to cover up the smell. If you didn’t see Chen Fang using them today, who would have thought that the canteen can also be used of?

　　 You may say that I am exaggerating. The purpose of a mask has not been fully developed yet, is it a bit too much?

　　 is indeed a bit too much, but this is the fact, you should be the people of the Awakening Era that have been hit by the lowering wisdom, and you will be able to see it.

　　 Chen Fang went back after leaving the canteen. He was very happy after he had a full meal. When he returned to his residence, he found that Karen Heather was at home.

　　 "Didn't you have a class in the afternoon, why are you back?" Chen Fang asked puzzledly.

　　 "I got some materials, I asked you to help them first, but I found out that I didn't have your contact information, so I came back to get them."

　　 "Do you have a phone number and leave me with it, so I can contact you later." Karen Heather said.

　　 "No." Chen Fangshao said embarrassedly, scratching his head.

　　 "This phone is for you."

　　 Karen Heather went into her bedroom and searched for a mobile phone, entered a number and handed it to Chen Fang and said, "This is my old mobile phone. You use it first, and you will get a new one later."

　　 "Thank you inside."

　　 Chen Fang is not welcome. He took the phone and fiddled with it, and found that the function of the phone was quite powerful, comparable to the latest smartphone when he was at Bluestar.

　　 "You will go to the college with me later, you need your help in the afternoon class, by the way, go through the entry procedures." Karen Heather said.

　　 "Okay, I must behave well, not to shame you, be a good teacher."

　　 Chen Fang was a little excited. He wanted to be a teacher. Once upon a time, his dream was to be a teacher.

　　 "Teacher? What do you mean?" Karen Heather looked at Chen Fang suspiciously.

　　 "Aren't the teaching assistants the teacher?" Chen Fang said.

　　 "Haha, you may have misunderstood, the assistant is not a teacher." Karen Heather shook his head and explained.

The teaching assistant in this world is not the teacher, but the teacher’s assistant. To be frank, it is to help the teacher with miscellaneous tasks. For example, the teacher needs a human body model in class, and you will be it; when you need a live anatomy of a mutant creature, you can hold it down; When the students fight, you are the sandbag.

　　 "..." Chen Fang was dizzy, which was different from what he thought.

　　 "If you want to be a teacher, you must have a corresponding diploma. Longhua College has very strict requirements in this regard, and I can't do anything about it." Karen Heather said.

　　 Okay, this is my misunderstanding.

　　 Chen Fang blushed, and he wanted to make a difference.

　　 "Then what do I need to do this afternoon?"

　　 "This afternoon is to analyze the body composition of the nightmare spider. Vivisection is required. Then you can help me suppress it." Karen Heather said.

　　 "Can't you be anesthetized?"

　　 "No, so you can't visually observe the reaction of the nightmare spider when it is injured." Karen Heather shook his head and said.

　　 Chen Fang trembles when he hears it. Whether it is a Blue Star or a researcher from another world, it is really scarier than a butcher in some way.

　　 After the two exchanged for a while, Chen Fang followed Karen Heather to the academy, riding on Chen Fang’s sidecar.

　　As a professor, Karen Heather rides on a sidecar motorcycle. To be honest, this is not on the stage at Blue Star, but in this world without sidecar motorcycles, it is indeed a rare experience.

　　 After entering Longhua Academy, Karen Heather led Chen Fang to the personnel office to go through the vaguely related procedures, and formally became an exclusive teaching assistant.

　　 "At the beginning of this class today, you helped me to name and record the people who didn't come." Karen Heather ordered Chen Fang on the way to class.

　　 "Uh, call the name, but I may not know some words, what should I do?" Chen Fang said embarrassedly.

　　 "It's okay, I don't know how to call my student number."

　　 Chen Fang is a semi-illiterate attribute, Karen Heather knew about him after contacting him ~lightnovelpub.net~, but she didn't care about it.

"Oh."

　　 The class bell rang, and Karen Heather led Chen Fang into the class.

　　 The number of people is only about fifty. Karen Heather is now sorting out the information on the podium, and Chen Fang, in the curious eyes of the students, took the list and started to roll the names.

　　 "Huang Qiao."

　　 "Here."

　　 "Miguel."

　　 "In."

　　……

　　 "Toyota Eleven."

　　 "Here."

　　 Chen Fang clicked more than 20 people, all of whom could recognize their names, and there was no mistake, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 "The soil gets dregs."

　　 I'll go, this name is fine, I have to see what this person looks like.

　　 Chen Fang raised his head and looked, but he didn't see anyone responding, so he shouted again, and the result was the same.

　　 "Who is number 30?"

　　 Seeing no one responded, Chen Fang could only call his student number.

　　 "Me!" A very good-looking and handsome man stood up and raised his hand.

　　 "Hello, my name is Tude Dior Zul, it's not that it's dirty, thank you."

　　 This person was not angry at thinking that Chen Fang was called the wrong name, but explained it politely.

This world also has polyphonic characters with similar forms, as well as special combination characters. If you squeeze a little bit in the words written by Tude Dior Zul, it is really similar to the **** of the earth. Given Chen Fang’s cultural level, it’s also a mistake. It is inevitable.

　　 The others below laughed wildly.