Lose 100 million today

"I will compensate you, I will compensate you." The man cried and apologized: "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, and I will compensate you."

Chuzheng's ability to fight was completely beyond their expectations.

Xiaojiu and the others bumped into each other several times, and every time they lowered their heads and passed quickly, as if they didn't want to cause trouble.

Moreover, they were carrying so many good things every time. They had never seen Chuzheng, so they thought Xiaojiu was alone.

Everyone took nutritional supplements most of the time, and Xiaojiu ate these things every day. They were a little dissatisfied and deliberately looking for trouble.

"You don't need to pay for it." Boss Chuzheng, who was not short of money, was very friendly: "I'll treat you to something to eat."

Everyone: "???"

"No, no need..." The man shook his head.

"Of course."

The cultivation of a good person is to share good things with others.

[…] Cultivation has been bad luck for eight lifetimes.

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The teacher who heard the news rushed over.

What I saw was a few girls eating, eating like food, looking like they were beyond love.

"Teacher, teacher...help."

The teacher came over: "What's going on with you guys?"

When the teacher came over, someone immediately complained: "Teacher, she...she forced us to eat. I feel so uncomfortable."

The teacher looked over.

Chuzheng moved a chair over and sat there with her legs crossed, as if she were sitting on a throne.

"You...which department are you from?" The teacher frowned and scolded: "How can you bully your classmates?"

"I invited them to eat, how could I be bullied?" Chuzheng tilted her head and asked seriously: "Am I not showing solidarity and friendship?"

Unity and friendship...

The teacher probably won’t recognize this word anymore.

"Which department are you from? Who is your tutor?" the teacher said angrily.

Chu Zheng remained silent.

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Jinglan was lying on the table drinking. The air was full of alcohol, but Jinglan looked very sober.

Someone sent a communication request, and Jing Lan immediately blocked it.

But the other party kept sending messages, and he answered the call impatiently.

"Teacher Jinglan, your student has committed a crime. Please come to the dormitory immediately."

Jinglan raised her hand to cover her eyes: "I don't have students, you made the wrong call."

He shut down the communication again.

A few seconds later, the communication came again.

"Chu Zheng, Xiao Jiu, aren't you your student?" The person on the other end was a little excited.

"do not know."

"You...how do you become a teacher? You don't even know your own students. What will happen if you don't come?"

"Kill him."

"..."

This time Jinglan blocked that person directly.

He sat and took a few sips of wine, then seemed to remember something and pulled out two pieces of paper from the mess.

On it is clearly written the notification of application for freshmen admission to the Department of Paleontology, and below are two names: Chu Zheng and Xiao Jiu.

Jinglan: "..."

"Grass!"

Jinglan slapped the receipt on the table and drank a bottle of wine to the end.

-

Professor Wei came back and received the news.

Jing Lan hit someone.

He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "Why did you hit someone? Was he drunk? Why did you provoke him when you had nothing to do?"

The person over there replied: "Who provoked him? It was his students who committed the crime. We asked him to come over and deal with it, but he was so good that he took action without saying a few words."

Professor Wei didn't respond.

Where did Jing Lan come from?

After a few seconds, Professor Wei's mind returned to his original position: Those two little girls!

"What's going on?" Professor Wei's face became more solemn.

The person over there explained the matter in a few words.

Professor Wei laughed out loud after hearing this. That girl was so cold and cold and ignored everyone. She never thought she could do such a thing.

"Professor Wei!" The person over there was angry.

"Ahem..." Professor Wei said seriously: "It's just a conflict between a few students. It's nothing serious. I will handle it."

"..."

School is not a place for fights, let alone a teacher getting involved.

The principal is not in the school, and Professor Wei is in charge. If he said this, it would be hard for the people over there to say anything.

We can only let Professor Wei handle it impartially.

Professor Wei found Jinglan's workshop - this place was specially made for him, it is both a workshop and a classroom.

He's the only one anyway.

The metal door was open. Professor Wei looked inside and saw Chuzheng sitting on a machine. Xiaojiu was busy packing things.

The ground had been cleared for a place to set foot, and Professor Wei walked in: "Classmate Chuzheng, classmate Xiaojiu."

"Professor Wei." Xiao Jiu called out politely.

Chuzheng only raised her head and glanced at him, her eyes cold and indifferent, as if looking at a dead object.

"Ahem...where's Jinglan?"

Xiaojiu pointed behind the shelf.

Professor Wei saw a shaking figure from behind the specimens. He walked to the shelf and said, "Jing Lan."

The smell of alcohol overflowed, and Professor Wei had an "I knew it" expression on his face.

"What are you doing?" Jinglan's voice came out, impatient, irritable, and a little angry, like an angry lion.

"Did you hit someone?" Professor Wei asked him.

"No."

"..." Everyone came to complain!

"I'm not telling you, can you stop drinking at school? You even hit someone, how do you want me to handle this?"

The man came out from behind the shelf and sneered: "If you don't give me these two people, how can I fight?"

Professor Wei: "??"

Didn’t this person fill out the admission application yourself and stamp it?

What does it have to do with me?

I came to stop it!

No way!

I am so unjust for riding on a horse!

"What are you doing sitting here? Don't you know how to move?" Jing Lan kicked the machine Chuzheng was sitting on.

Chu Zheng remained motionless, tilting her head to look at him.

"What are you looking at?" Jinglan's blue eyes narrowed, and there was unreasonable tension in the air.

Professor Wei stepped in and said, "Okay, why don't you get drunk and go crazy?"

"I'm very awake." Jinglan kicked the machine again.

Chu Zheng asked Professor Wei: "What will happen if you hit the teacher?"

Professor Wei: "??"

Before Professor Wei could recall the 'punishment for hitting the teacher' in his mind, Chu Zheng had already taken action.

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Professor Wei didn't understand. He was clearly here to resolve a dispute, so why was he now trying to resolve the tense relationship between teachers and students? !

The clean place that Xiaojiu had just cleaned up was once again messed up by these two people.

Xiaojiu stood in the corner at a loss.

In the middle, Chuzheng and Jinglan stood separately.

Jinglan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that a cheap student like him could be so good at fighting.

Chuzheng also didn't expect that Jinglan would be so fierce in a fight even if her mental strength was gone.

After Chuzheng silently recited in her heart that Haorenka didn't know anything, he just acted based on his personality... he was still very angry.

Forget it!

Jing Lan's blue eyes were half-closed, like an animal that had just woken up from sleep, looking at Chu Zheng with a hint of danger.

The strength on his body withdrew, and he waved his hand impatiently: "Forget it, no more fighting. What are you doing here?"

He turned to ask Professor Wei.

Professor Wei: "..."

Don’t you know what I’m here for? !