I may be a pseudo-scholar

Chapter 147 Wang Changgui, you...

It doesn't matter.Uncle thought it over, if the director of politics and education troubled himself in the future and asked him why he didn't report that classmate for beating him, he could use the fact that the director of politics and education was beaten on the ground to threaten the director in turn.

A school director also cares about face.Being beaten on the ground by a student, it must be a bad thing to spread the word.What's more, the old man is well aware of what the director has done. The aunt in the women's dormitory next door often tells me that some girls are kindly invited by the director to go outside to exercise.

The old man came back to his senses and stared at Bai Xue with piercing eyes. His wrinkled face was obviously condensed into a smile, surrounded by a circle of ravines, which looked extraordinarily simple and sympathetic.

The old man pointed to the half-dead people below:

"Student, why don't we just forget about this matter? God knows, you know, I know, and I promise not to report it. What do you think?"

The director of politics and education was so angry that he wanted to jump off the building.

What do you mean forget it?I asked the person involved if there is any?Lao Tzu is lying on the ground, and these two standing on the ground have finished their sarcastic remarks?Also, what does it mean that heaven knows, earth knows, you know and I know, don't I, Bai Zhantang, not know? ?
Bai Xue was very satisfied to see that the uncle was so upright, so he used a little more strength under his feet in excitement.

"Aww..." Bai Zhantang groaned in pain, but he didn't dare to shout loudly for fear of attracting more onlookers.

I'm afraid... I have to swallow the bitterness I created today.

Bai Zhantang regrets this!Why do you meanly stop Bai Xue's car?Why did I have a verbal conflict with Bai Xue?There was another question that he ignored: Why was Bai Xue suddenly able to stand in front of him, and why was that car?
Well, two questions.

Suddenly, he felt his upper body loosen, and the feeling of pressure disappeared without a trace. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was relieved.

"Where is the person?" Bai Zhantang got up from the ground and found that Bai Xue had gradually drifted away, and the dormitory uncle was standing next to him with his mobile phone, as if he had snapped a picture of him before he got up. a photograph.

Bai Zhantang's anger exploded, and he stared at the dormitory uncle so hard that he almost gritted his teeth.

"Wang Changgui! You...!"

Bai Zhantang suddenly stopped.He was at a loss for words.He didn't know what to say next to this dormitory uncle.Why didn't he help himself?It seems to have lost face.Say why are you watching from the side?It seems that he is a bit dubious.

Wang Changgui spoke, but the smile from just now had long since disappeared.After all, the person standing in front of him is a real director of politics and education.Although the director of politics and education is in charge of the school's students, he can still have a say in the work of the dormitory.

"Director, it's not very good for you to talk about it. Why don't we make big things into small things?"

After listening to Bai Zhantang, he really hated iron and steel, and wanted to kill this dormitory uncle with a brick.

The dean of our dignified provincial demonstration key high school is still afraid of trouble?
When we do things, we usually turn small things into big ones, and then make things too big to end, and then add fuel and vinegar, and finally drop an atomic bomb.

When did we do the thing that turns an atomic bomb into an egg?
(End of this chapter)