100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Begonias fell all over the courtyard in the courtyard, and they were red and beautiful.

Jin Huan's thoughts came back and his eyes fell on the textbook in front of him.

"The beauty hidden in the golden house." She read it softly again.

Why don't I see anyone mourning Duke Huo?

"Have fun?"

"Tangtang? What's wrong?"

"It's okay. I called you several times just now, but you didn't hear me."

"I remembered something." Jin Huan smiled.

This smile made many green little carrot heads around me dumbfounded again.

Su Hui's Adam's apple moved unconsciously.

It's a pity that she didn't look outside.

"Ding ding, ding, ding, ding..." The class bell rang.

He could only go back to class reluctantly.

In class, when the teacher quoted from classics and talked about wild history, he talked about the famous General Huo Da in history.

"It is said that there is a peach wood tablet on Huo Gong's neck to ward off evil spirits..."

Jinhuan wanted to laugh when he heard it. What kind of mahogany brand was that? It was just a token he carved for him.

After class, Su Hui came by himself without having to keep things tidy this time.

But this time, the window was full of people, and there was no place for him to stand.

Su Hui frowned and moved closer, and now those people moved away.

"Don't come here anymore, she is mine."

As soon as Su Hui finished speaking, these things all seemed a bit frustrating. The Su family was indeed not a giant that they could offend, but they were not willing to give up like this.

But they must leave now, otherwise Su Xiaobawang will not let them go.

At a high-spirited age, everything is done in a hurry, let alone a proud man like Su Hui.

He didn't dare to go in, so he stood at the window and looked inside.

Jinhuan is tired from listening to the lecture. It’s too boring. Then why are the questions in the math class so convoluted? What’s the difference between taking off your pants and farting? It’s not practical at all. She is different from humans and doesn’t need sleep. But in the previous section She was really sleepy after the lecture.

There were two classes in the morning that she found very difficult to learn, one was mathematics and the other was history.

She knew the answer to the former when she saw it, but the teacher insisted on using the knowledge and formulas learned in books to solve it step by step.

The latter history…

She always felt that the current history was far from the real one, which led her to inadvertently want to write down what she saw and heard.

Of course, there are also some problems in the Chinese class.

When analyzing a certain poem, the teacher analyzes the meaning of the sentence from various aspects such as the poet's dynasty background, family background, the environment at that time, and the monthly climate experience.

Jin Huan was speechless after hearing this.

I'm afraid that the person who wrote the poem didn't think that much at the time, and just wanted to make a rhyme, but later generations are so awesome. This is more than the original one.

Finally it was time for lunch in the afternoon.

Everyone rushed to the canteen and only had half an hour to eat in the evening.

Jinhuan didn't want to run away, but Tang Qingyun was afraid that Jinhuan would be late and there would be no good food, so she went to reserve a seat in advance.

It's good that this is an aristocratic school, but in recent years a certain school management model known for its strictness has swept across the country, and even aristocratic schools like Calloy have begun to become somewhat involuntarily.

Of course, Tang Qingyun was being too aggressive. Before Jin Huan could stop her, her little legs ran out as if they were equipped with small electric motors.

What she actually wanted to say was that she didn't really want to eat. Otherwise, Oden would be fine. She just didn't have an appetite for staple foods like rice and noodles.

There were a few people following behind them furtively. Jinhuan had no interest in them. She knew she was following, but she never looked back. She had always been like this, very cold and desolate.

Entering the canteen, she first bought two cups of Oden and two bottles of iced Coke, then found a conspicuous place to sit down and waited for Tang Qingyun to come over.

Su Hui and others quickly sat at the next table.

It's a pity that all his joyful eyes fell on Tang Qingyun alone, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​​​looking at them. Su Hui once again felt frustrated.

"Brother Hui, I have a way to try. The success rate is 90.00%."

"You said."

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