The male god ordered me to chase after him

Outside, the noise inside was louder than before. Wang Enming touched a pack of paper towels that had just been dropped off in Chen Wei's store, but Sang Yang's face was wet with pens, and the dry paper couldn't be wiped off.

Once again, he dragged back the boy who was playing a good show and insisted on going up to fight, and raised his hand to avoid a teacup flying towards his face in the chaos, "Stay well, what are you doing?"

Sang Yang looked at the person who had beaten this one and that one, "Something will happen!"

Chen Wei taught Jiang Cheng, and even Wang Enming hadn't smoked for a long time, so he lit one by himself, "If something happens, we'll take care of it, so what are you afraid of?"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Sang Yang said, going up to pull again.

Wang Enming rolled his eyes at him, "I don't like you like this." He said, pretending to greet him, "Old Meng, it's almost over, you also give me a chance to vent my anger."

Meng Xiangyu punched Meng Qirui's face twice more, kicked away Han Zhe, who ran up to save the beauty, and then slapped Fang Zhiyuan, who had already had a bruised nose and swollen face, before he got up and walked straight away. Going to Wang Enming's side, he took the cigarette lighted by the other party's tacit understanding, and winked at Sangyang, "Go, pack your things."

Sang Yang was slightly taken aback, "Pack up...things?"

Meng Xiangyu's anger still persisted, "Clean up as soon as I tell you, what's the point!"

Seeing that Wang Enming was also winking at him, Sang Yang had no choice but to go honestly and pack his things. The other three were thrown on the balcony by Meng Xiangyu, and they didn't get up for a long time.

Sangyang didn't have many things, just a quilt, some clothes and a few daily necessities. Meng Xiangyu went up to take the big bag containing the quilt, and raised his chin at Wang Enming, "Smash it, I'll take care of it if something happens."

Wang Enming couldn't bear it long ago, "You're really saving me face, so just keep these for me."

Meng Xiangyu took a puff of smoke, "Hurry up, don't get cheap and act like a good boy!"

There was another "thump, bang, bang" in the dormitory. Seeing that his old Wang had smashed the kennel until there was nothing left, Meng Xiangyu moved the cabinet blocking the door with satisfaction, and dragged Sang Yang out. .

He took two steps, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Meng Qirui, "By the way, take advantage of your appearance, go back and complain to your father, or I'll be the first."

Meng Qirui clenched his fists tightly, why did he have the same surname as this kid.

Sang Yang was dragged out of the dormitory building, feeling even more uneasy, "Where...where are you going?"

Meng Xiangyu glanced at him, "You still want to stay in that kennel? What are you afraid of, there are plenty of places for Lao Wang."

Wang Enming followed him with the other two bags of luggage, "There are still several rooms left in my young master's palace, how can I live without you?"

When the three of them came back, Yang Dong was playing games in the living room. He saw that the three of them looked like they had just finished a fight, "Why don't you take me with you if you have fun, and leave me here alone to play games."

Wang Enming let Sangyang out, "Dongzi, this is my class Sangyang, you have seen it before."

Yang Dong jumped off the sofa, "Sure, you dragged the squad leader home to fill up the harem!" He said, looking at the ink-faced, cat-like man, "My name is Yang Dong, old Wang Fa Little, you are next door to Class 8."

Sang Yang nodded at him, and then looked at the other two. Although he was worried, but the matter had already happened, he couldn't help him to care about the consequences, so he could only say to them sincerely, "Thank you."

The moonlight last night was unbelievably good. Doudou slept too much during the day, and refused to sleep at night. Doudou's father stayed at Wei's house until eleven o'clock in the evening. He seemed to have changed to a men's perfume. The cool mint flavor is different, and the faint cold fragrance fascinates Teacher Wei as soon as it approaches. It's good to continue like this.

Early the next morning, Teacher Wei was still desperately trying to recall the moonlight and back view in his mind. The director of academic affairs and the person in charge of the dormitory management center had already found his office aggressively.

"The hospital's injury appraisal came out very soon. The parents of the students called the school all night last night. It was really shameful. Teacher Wei, I am now notifying you to attend an emergency meeting immediately. Sang Yang, Wang Enming, and Meng Xiangyu This student must be dealt with seriously!"

Wei Miao followed them to the conference room with a blank expression. The principal, vice principal, all school leaders, and most of the teachers were there.

The Academic Affairs Office first put forward an opinion, "Everyone knows what happened, and I won't repeat it. Now the school needs to agree on the outcome in advance, and then come to appease the parents of the students."

A class of teachers was very angry, "It's too arrogant, this kind of student must be expelled."

Wei Miao endured it all the way. These people opened their mouths and shut their mouths. It was all the students in their class who were wrong. Who would come to the door to fight when they had nothing to do?When the teacher in the first class said something, he couldn't bear it anymore, "Mr. Guo, you have to have a basis for what you say, don't just say it and expel it. If you don't beat the students in other classes, you will beat the students in your class. If you are the class teacher, you don't review it first. Why do you come up?" Just deal with the students in my class."

"Teacher Wei, it's not you who protect the calf!"

"Ms. Guo, the three students in my class are very good in all aspects, and they will never hit anyone casually. If they do, it is probably the three students in your class who should be beaten."

The head teacher of Class [-] blushed with anger, and Principal Wu also frowned and reminded, "Teacher Wei, you are a teacher, so pay attention to your words."

Wei Miao seldom quarrels with others, but that doesn't mean he has no temper. "What's wrong with my words? Did I swear? Yes, my grades in Class [-] are not good, but all the students are good. You don't investigate the matter. After what happened, the students in my class will be expelled, there is nothing so unreasonable!"

The director of academic affairs said with a cold face, "Mr. Wei, the school now has to account not only for the parents of the students, but also for Deputy Mayor Meng!"

Wei Miao couldn't help sneering, "What's wrong with the mayor? Shouldn't the mayor's son be beaten for bullying? The first rule of thought and politics is that everyone is equal. How do you teach politics to students?"

The director of academic affairs looked at the principal with a livid face, and Wu Jinfeng sighed bitterly, "Stop arguing! Director Liu, first draw up a few treatment plans, and the school will discuss with the parents after the results of the injury appraisal come out." communicate further."

Wei Miao has never been so angry before. He just protects the calf. It's okay to bully him, and even bully the children in his class. Even if he is a bad teacher, he absolutely can't bear it.

He didn't go directly to the person concerned, but spent a whole day asking the dormitory manager and other students in the dormitory. In the dormitory of another class, he lived under the same roof for so long with a few rich kids who were not easy to get along with. He, the head teacher, was too remiss in his duty.

When he returned to the office, Sang Yang was already waiting there, and the first thing the child said was, "Mr. Wei, I had a fight with my roommate last night. It has nothing to do with Wang Enming and Meng Xiangyu. I can handle it however I want. Don't stop calling my mom."

Wei Miao's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he patted the boy on the shoulder, "Go to class, don't be afraid, the teacher will protect you."

Sang Yang looked at Mr. Wei, who seemed to need comfort more than he, nodded, and said nothing more wisely.

Wang Enming was not worried at all. He had the foresight to change the family contact number left for the school when he entered the school. It's always good for them to cause less trouble, and Brother Cheng also said it's okay, and if Brother Cheng said it's okay, then it must be okay.

Meng Xiangyu was as stable as Mount Tai, and he didn't go back with his things until he got a phone call from home. Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the woman pretending to be crying like pear blossoms and raining, so disgusting.

Meng Fanchang looked at Diao Erlang's son who entered the door with a cold face, "Tell me about the good things you have done!"

Meng Xiangyu sneered, "I also think it's a good thing. Sang Yang, the monitor of my class, studies well, has good moral character, has a good temper, is serious and responsible at work, and cares about his classmates everywhere. His father was a coal miner and died in the mine last year. His mother worked so hard at home farming, and he was admitted to a high school based on his ability, who did he recruit? Your son leads two servants in the dormitory to run on him every day, bully him, and look down on the country people, right?" He said thoughtfully Looking at the woman behind his father pointedly, "I don't even think about where I came from."

Meng Fanchang looked at his aggrieved wife, "Is what Xiaoyu said true?"

"Fanchang, you should know about your son, Xiaorui is obedient and sensible, how could he do such a thing!"

Hearing his wife's assurance, Meng Fanchang became firm again, "Little Yu, don't just find reasons to attack your brother just because you are dissatisfied!"

Meng Xiangyu threw the schoolbag that he didn't put down at all on his shoulder, "You don't believe that your good son is so virtuous, you can ask someone to investigate, if you want to vent your anger, you can also ask the school to expel me, anyway, I paid money to get in, you I have no objection to recognizing this dear son, but dear brother, let alone my mother is gone, even if she is still here, she will not allow me to admit these three words."

Meng Fanchang's expression was shocked. He thought that he had always been conscientious and responsible in his work, but his family affairs had never been able to do what he wanted. He was speechless for a while when he heard his youngest son say that. It was true that he was sorry for his wife first. Can Xiaorui's mother and son be left outside?

Yu Qiulian secretly resented that her husband is good at everything, but his ears are soft and he is vacillating in things. Just now he gritted his teeth and said that he should take care of this brat, but in a few words he began to question Xiaorui's character again.

Meng Xiangyu was too lazy to chatter with these two, "If there's nothing wrong, I'm leaving. I hit the guy and it has nothing to do with others. If you want to find something to do to me, I think Dad, you don't want family conflicts to turn into social scandals, do you? "

Meng Fanchang watched his youngest son walk away, his face was livid with anger.