Datang broom star

A few rich and powerful children were frowning at the back, and they couldn't help cursing when they saw this: "This Cheng Zheng used to like to play like us, but now he is going to learn arithmetic. I heard that arithmetic has strict rules, so he can still laugh?"

"Why don't we hear that there will be an exam, how about we deliberately fail the exam?" a dandy said triumphantly.

"It's a good idea, but before I left, Ah Weng said that if I can't pass the test, there will be eighteen difficulties waiting for me at home."

This is not the case when everyone thinks about it.

A group of dandies came to mathematics school with a sad face.

Several students stood outside the gate.

"Everyone come to register first, fill in your name, place of origin and age one by one, who dares to fill in randomly"

"Get rid of us all!"

A group of dudes looked at him hopefully.

A man came out of arithmetic.

"Broken legs!"

"Mr. Jia Jia!"

Thanks "ave ra".

Ask for a monthly ticket, good night!

Chapter 915 Who Talked To Yeye Like That

A group of dandies are eagerly looking forward to being fired so that they can continue their dandy career.

Jia Pingan came out.

"Stand up!"

Jia Pingan frowned.

But no one listened to him, even Xu Yanbo, the grandson of his old comrade-in-arms Xu Jingzong, looked like no one.

"Little fish!"

"exist!"

"I found a stick!"

Jia Ping'an looked calm, and the dudes couldn't help thinking to themselves.

"Want to start?"

"Impossible. Anyone who punishes students in the school must follow the rules. We are not students of mathematics!"

"Yes! Calm down!"

Han Wei was complaining, "Look at these dudes, they don't say they have selected the best children, but instead send the most unpromising children in the family. Duke Jia, this is perfunctory us!"

"You don't understand, the more you wait, the better."

"Why?"

Han Wei felt that Junjun Jia was overwhelmed by the dudes.

Jia Pingan said indifferently: "Not so, how can I show my ability to run a school? There is nothing to say, and the bottom is self-made. To teach the dude to be a pillar, the first thing is to do it."

Everyone listened attentively.

"beat!"

With the stick in hand, Jia Pingan walked over.

"Bah!"

"Ow!"

A dude was hit by a stick, and glared at Jia Pingan with a howl, "Why did you beat someone!?"

Bah!

"Ow!"

Dude jumped up.

Bah!

"Ow!"

Jia Pingan followed along.

Seeing that it was almost his turn, Cheng Zheng turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Omg!

This is not to study, this is a scarier place than a barracks.

"catch!"

Jia Ping'an had a cold face, and a group of seniors rushed over to get Cheng Zheng back.

"Pout your ass!"

Jia Pingan struggled to swing the wooden stick.

Bang bang bang bang!

"what"

Cheng Zheng's miserable howl echoed outside the gate of Mathematics, and the students who came to sign up were stunned.

"This"

These people are a mixed bag, with children of ordinary people, children of powerful people, and children of wealthy families. There are people from all walks of life.

"That's the grandson of Duke Lu, the beloved son of Princess Qinghe. He was soaked in a honey pot since he was a child. Duke Jia actually beat him like this!"

A son of a rich man subconsciously said: "I'm afraid something will happen."

After a severe beating, Jia Ping'an felt a little tired.

"Keep fighting!"