The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

Director Xing is worthy of being a teaching director for decades. He has a first-class level of arresting people and a first-class level of training, and he obviously has his own way of dealing with thorny students.

Director Xing was in the same room with several other teachers in the grade group. As soon as Wu Jing and the three of them arrived at the door, the short-haired female teacher next to the door smiled and said to Director Xing who was sitting in the corner: "The person you want It has already been brought up, Lao Xing."

Immediately afterwards, a male teacher said: "Hey, they are all big guys from the first grade of your senior year. Three of you, it's amazing."

There was a low roar of laughter in the small office.

Director Xing's mouth bent into a zigzag arc, indicating that he was smiling, and soon sank down, calling them over with a sullen face, "Come here and stand."

Wu Jing is still in a daze as to when he will have the title of big boss. To say this, Duan Changhan can afford it, and Yao Bin can barely take a side. He is the one who follows behind Teacher Yan's buttocks and is the bag-carrying boy of the five good students. Why was it drawn to their wave.

Of course he didn't know that these teachers privately called their group of rich students with poor grades "big brothers" and some called "ancestors", and sometimes teased each other, saying "what about that ancestor in your class What's up", or "What's up with that boss in your class".

Although Wu Jing's grades were much better than when he entered school, the first impression was hard to wash away. Now that the three of them came in together, the whole room was full of hope for a good show.

The three people stood in a row, from left to right, and they could be described as not standing properly, not wearing school uniforms well, and making a bunch of small movements with their hands and eyes. Director Xing glanced at them, sneered, and raised his head without saying a word. After taking a sip from the teacup, there was a "gudong" sound in his throat, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, I will bring them to talk to the other three people in a while. Let's talk about it now, after so long What reason did you come up with for serial confession?"

Wu Jing first raised his hand to speak, blinked his eyes wide, and pretended to be innocent: "Director, this incident was caused by my nonsense, so I will say it first. Actually, I went back and thought about it carefully, and I felt that the matter was not that serious. At that time, I It was impulsive, and the words were a little more serious, which made you worry."

Director Xing's scheming eyes stared at him closely, trying to find every trace of lying on his face.

The expression on Wu Jing's face was well maintained. Director Xing gave up his eyes attack and said, "It's not that serious. As for using the word Shangxin vicious? Your parents entrusted you to me, so whether you are in school or not I have the obligation to be responsible to you both in study and in life, you just dropped a bomb and turned around and said it’s okay, what do you want me to tell your parents?”

Director Xing's words were sonorous and powerful, and all the teachers in the small room listened with pricked ears, and Wu Jing suddenly felt Alexander.

It's not like they didn't think about leaving this matter to the teacher to handle it, but once the fight is over, it's fine, and it's very likely that the teacher won't be able to figure it out. The teacher of the third middle school can't reach the small town to discipline the gang , on the contrary, he will label himself as a fight; secondly, Zhang Caijun did not show up at the scene after all, and if he really pursues it, he can leave himself clean, and maybe he will beat him up and say It is unknown what ugly words will come.

When Yan Xinguang slowly analyzed these words to them, Duan Changhan's anger gradually disappeared little by little.

After Wu Jing finished speaking, he glanced at Brother Han, seeing that his mood was still stable, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yao Bin and Duan Changhan parroted their tongues without any flaws.

Director Xing also had a headache. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation as a teaching director for 20 years. It was clear that something was wrong, but they all insisted on not letting go, and each one became more confident.

Seeing this, Wu Jing struck while the iron was hot and said, "Director, if it's okay, let's go back first. It's going to be a math competition soon, and we have to report for Buddha's feet."

When Director Xing was interrupted by him, he laughed angrily: "Just the three of you, are you still doing the math competition?"

Wu Jing hit the snake with the stick, "I'll accompany him to study, Mr. Yan, my tablemate Yan Xinguang must have a competition, I will accompany him to practice."

Director Xing stared at him for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and smiled kindly.

"Okay, you go back."

The set of Devil's Mathematical Olympiad training questions was approved very quickly. When school was over, Lao Mao asked Chen Shu to pass on a message to ask some students to stay for a while.

Those who read their names are basically in the top ten with stable grades, or those who are particularly excellent in mathematics. No one is surprised.As a result, Chen Shu got stuck when he read the last name, and called out with a strange inflection: "Wu Jing?!"

Wu Jing and Yao Bin shouted at the same time.

Yao Bin: "Did you copy the test paper of the Great God?"

"How is it possible... Wo Ri, I just remembered, I lied to Director Xing that I would accompany him to study! Could Director Xing take it seriously!"

Yan Xinguang paused, and said, "What did you tell Director Xing?"

Chen Shu has already announced that the people whose names have just been read will stay for dinner at night. Lao Mao has selected ten seed contestants to participate in the mathematics competition based on the scores of this set of practice papers and the comprehensive evaluation of their usual performance. From today until before the game, there will be two hours of special training every night.

Wu Jing realized it later, and started to cry while hugging Yan Xinguang's leg: "Mr. Yan, can you quit the competition! Anyway, the person I am studying with is you. If you quit, I don't have to stay!"

Wu Jing pretended to cry for a while, seeing that he didn't respond, took a step back, and said tentatively: "Then why don't you go and talk to Director Xing? Just say that you don't need to accompany me to study, and my staying will affect your performance, how about it? "

Yan Xinguang looked down at him, and said in a neutral voice, "Yes, please. Please."

Wu Jing: "..."

He suspected that Yan Xinguang was holding grudges and was deliberately retaliating.But just talking about him as a scumbag a few times, he's been careful until now.

Wu Jing weighed the pros and cons, thought over and over again, and still swallowed his anger and said: "Well, that, please..."

Yan Xinguang was unmoved.

Wu Jing intensified his strength, even pulled his sleeves with his hands, shook them slightly, and said in a soft voice: "Please, Teacher Yan, Yan's thighs, I, I won't be home at eight o'clock to finish eating I will starve to death, and Wu Pei will cry if I don’t see my brother..."

After talking nonsense until the end, he simply gritted his teeth and said, "Is it okay, good brother."

The end of his good brother's call was erratic, Yan Xinguang paused holding the pen, turned his head to look at him, and smiled inexplicably.

Wu Jinggang felt that something was going on, and was about to strike while the iron was hot and yell more, when Chen Shu, who was carrying a schoolbag at the door, came back again, this time sending a message for Director Xing, "Wu Jing, Director Xing just emphasized that you can't go, You must stay, at eight o'clock, Director Xing will come to check the post in person. Wu Jing, why are you being targeted by Lao Xing?"

"Hold!"

Wu Jing's hand that was holding Yan Xinguang's sleeve loosened all of a sudden, knowing that he had no chance to slip away, he gritted his teeth bitterly.

Suddenly, he remembered something again, turned his head and said to Yan Xinguang: "Then, retract everything I just said! Pretend I never said it!"

There was a faint smile in Yan Xinguang's voice, which sounded very pleasant, "I've said it all, how can I withdraw it?"

Wu Jing remembered what he had yelled just now under his lustful power, and became angry from embarrassment, and rushed forward with a meowing punch, but the strength he used was like tickling in the eyes of Yan Xinguang, in the eyes of outsiders... Anyway It doesn't look like a fight, it's more like flirting.

Su Zhiye was shocked by the way the two of them got along in private. After standing by the side for a long time, he came over with his notebook in his arms and whispered, "Well, do you want to go together? The unified training place is in the auditorium, and I'll help you take a seat." .”

The author has something to say: the update time is usually at nine o'clock in the evening, let alone in advance