Let the whole universe drop SAN together

However, as soon as she entered the school gate, Wendy was scared. It's not that the atmosphere here is so serious, but the eyes of the head teacher who guarded the door were really sharp, which made Wendy involuntarily recall the time when she was carrying a small schoolbag to go to elementary school... ...It seems like a lifetime away.

The teacher treated her very gently: "Which class are you in? School is over now."

Subconsciously imitating Igor's appearance, Wendy straightened her back and said calmly and politely, "Are you Erica Bacon's class teacher? I'm here to get her midterm report card."

Oh?

The homeroom teacher narrowed his eyes and became vigilant. Those gray-blue eyes looked Wendy up and down like a shepherd dog staring at a lamb, and said unhurriedly, "We asked the guardian to come and pick it up."

"Erica's guardian has been busy lately..." As soon as she said this, even if she wasn't lying, Wendy couldn't help but feel a little bit of embarrassment in the eyes of the class teacher who read Qianfan, and she quickly took out the bag from the bag behind her. Igor’s personal letter——After the official recognition of the restoration of Wendy’s brother’s political and civil rights, Erica’s guardian was changed to Igor Sullivan (Ford: Am I really a tool man? But It's nice to be single again without a family).

The font on the notebook is smooth and beautiful. First, it explained in detail the change of Erica’s guardian, and then sincerely expressed his recent busy life. Finally, he told the head teacher that he was unable to attend the parent meeting in person to take the report card. , The wording is rigorous and formal, and there is no problem with being regarded as official reporting materials.

The homeroom teacher is well-informed. As an old teacher in one of the best middle schools in the capital, he has dealt with countless wealthy and powerful parents, including some big names who have been in high positions for a long time and often appear on the evening news broadcast.Even so, this handwritten letter to ensure authenticity can make Erica's current guardian stand out and leave a deep impression in the mind of the head teacher.

He clicked his tongue twice in his heart, and already half believed what Wendy said.Then he moved his eyes down, ready to see who this hidden guardian was——

Ok? ? ?

Igor Sullivan?

Under Wendy's ardent gaze, the teacher in charge raised his hands and rubbed his eyes, so he had to open his eyelids as much as possible, and carefully read the pair of names again... Read it again...

After a while, the old teacher who had experienced countless storms pinched the temples of his glasses, and asked Wendy in a calm voice: "May I ask, your name is...?"

"Wendy." The little girl replied immediately, "Wendy Sullivan."

"Oh." The head teacher's voice was extremely dry. He cleared his throat and confirmed again, "Is your brother and Erica's guardian the one I know, uh, Mr. Marshal?"

"It's not anymore." Wendy waved her hand indifferently, "My brother is only busy managing the property of the company under his own name recently, and looking for a lawyer to prepare for the upcoming marriage, but Asa—my brother's boyfriend Friends always feel that he should go back to the military headquarters for a while."

You can go back and punch your face, Hugo has been looking forward to this scene for a long time.The evil god whispered demonic whispers in human ears.

But Wendy only felt that Lord Shenming wanted to see her brother wear the military uniform again.

"Ah, oh." The head teacher was in a daze, not sure what he said, "It's good to go back and look around, people hope to see him appear on the battlefield again."

Wendy made a disdainful grimace, and then said: "But marriage is also very important."

"Yes, yes." The old gentleman in front of her continued to echo mechanically, "Love once in a lifetime."

I don't know which word moved Wendy, the girl nodded happily, like a chicken pecking at rice: "Thank you, sir, and Erica's report card?"

The head teacher floated into the office like a ghost, brought out the sealed report card, and handed it to Wendy.

At this time, his mind suddenly came to his senses, and an unbelievable emotion prevailed: "Wait a minute, are you really not joking? Why did Erica's guardian become Igor Sullivan?"

And why did Marshal Sullivan have a boyfriend?

Why are you getting married?

Did he still have time to fall in love in his life as a wanted criminal who endured humiliation? !

"That's another very long story." Wendy said seriously, "Sorry, my brother really doesn't have time right now, but he said he will contact you by video call tonight."

She successfully walked out of the campus safely with the report card of her newly released little niece.

Halfway through, I quietly scratched the seal with my nails and took it out to have a look.

Gee.

Even the cultural subjects that he is not good at are far above the average.

The total score is the first in the age-the scores in science are really high, and Erica's mathematics, physics and chemistry are simply among the best.

Wendy was inexplicably worried, as if she saw the day when she would be rubbed against the ground by her niece on the age list in the future.My God, would it be useful to pray to you for good grades on the eve of the exam?

The head teacher behind her pondered for a long time after she left, and gradually became agitated as time went by. This emotion lasted until he returned home and sat down with his wife and children to enjoy dinner under the light.

For the first time, he put a mobile terminal that he didn't use very much outside of work on the dining table, and he had to turn on the screen to check the time every 2 minutes, like a brat looking forward to his lover's phone call.His wife sat across the table, watching curiously with their youngest son, a husband/father who graduated from a prestigious school, was highly respected in the academic circle, and didn't like fighting for fame and wealth, fidgeting and writhing in his chair.

"What's the matter with you, dear?"

"...You would never have guessed who I met today." The teacher in charge said with a wrinkled face.

"Who?" The wife guessed, "Is it the parent of the child you teach? Which star? A certain nobleman? A senior in the academic circle? The director of the Capital Education Bureau?"

The homeroom teacher took a deep breath: "No, my dear...I met Igor Sullivan...'s sister."

There was silence at the table.

After a while, his son who was still in elementary school held a spoon in his mouth and asked vaguely: "Is it the Marshal Sullivan who we criticized for writing essays last semester and was praised recently?"

The older sister sat on the sofa and pointed to the TV: "Look! The news station is still broadcasting his interview video!"

The wife was a little dazed: "So, his sister is coming to your school?"

"That's not it," said the husband. "It's just that one of the Omega girls in our class is said to be his ward, and to explain why, Mr. Sullivan will video call me after dinner."

The wife gasped: "Why didn't you tell me in advance!"

"--what?"

"Tell me! Marshal Sullivan will video with you!" The Beta woman growled, stuffing the hidden dishes on the table into the sink in the kitchen, and then re-entered the living room at the speed of light to stuff the snack bag left by her youngest son on the coffee table into the trash.

"..." The head teacher watched her actions wordlessly, "Sorry, I didn't know you valued him so much."

"Aren't you?" His wife turned and stared at him, "I said why did you go to the bathroom to shave as soon as you came back, can't you think about the surrounding environment after cleaning yourself?"

"We're just communicating with the parents of the children." The head teacher said with a lack of confidence, and went up to help his wife tidy up the sofa cushions.

"I heard gossip on StarNet that the Minister of Defense wanted to thank and apologize to Igor Sullivan in person, but the former marshal refused because he didn't have time." The youngest son said innocently.

Then I found that my parents packed things more quickly.

"By the way." The head teacher remembered something again, "Sister of the Sullivan family, Wendy Sullivan told me today that her brother is getting married."

The eldest daughter, who was hiding from labor on the other sofa, jumped up: "Dad, what are you talking about?!"

As if she saw a red satin cow, she took a few sharp breaths and rushed to the old father shaking his shoulders: "What are you talking about! Igor Sullivan is getting married? Who is he?"

"How do I know?" The old father said inexplicably, "It's not you anyway."

"..."

His daughter ignored her father, rushed into the bedroom like a whirlwind, turned on the computer and began typing frantically.

An anonymous forum.

[Title: Wori! ! ! Mrs. Android's revelation is true! ! ! !I'm doing 360-degree Thomas maneuvers on the bed now, I can't wait to rush downstairs and run a hundred laps around my neighborhood

Landlord: Exactly!The gossip I just found out! Didn't Mrs. Android turn into anger and spread rumors because she lost the quarrel and was found to be suspected of hiring a sailor! !What he said about a certain couple of CPs getting married is true!real!

Floor 1: Android's trumpet is crazy again, drag it away, next one.

Landlord: I am not my wife's trumpet!If you lie, cut off my 18cm penis on the spot!

Floor 3: So what... I remember Mrs. Android said that she is a Beta.

Floor 4: I'm dying of laughter. Although Mrs. Android is rich and powerful, she can own an army by herself, and her writing is really good. When the Marshal is still at the bottom of his life, he still insists that he is innocent and becomes the first one. CP food person, but the way he quarrels with other CP fans is really

Floor 5: What is it?Pretty boy?

6th floor: 4th floor I suspect you are a fan of Mrs. Android.

7th Floor: Is there any proof that the landlord said he is going to get married?This kind of thing involves reality, and rumors will really be arrested.

Landlord: I can’t say the source of the news, and I don’t know who the marriage partner is, but according to reliable sources, he is really going to get married, and he has gone to a lawyer to draw up a prenuptial property agreement.

Floor 9: My male god is married, and my youth is over.

Floor 10: I still don't believe it. It's okay to dance in the CP party circle for such a thing. Passers-by will think you are mentally ill when they see it.

Administrator: The source of this post cannot be reliably confirmed and is temporarily locked. 】

At the same time, another forum with a very different style of painting was discussing irrelevant content.

There is a popular thread on the topic:

I have been dreaming about the god I believe in for the past two days, which caused me to not sleep well. I am always excited and frightened during the day.The excitement is because I feel that I have a closer connection with Him. The problem is that when I dream of Him, He always gets together with another unknown adult to show affection... Why?Is there any moral?Am I blaspheming the gods orz friends, can I still be saved?

Floor 1: Don't worry, this half-brother and sister, do you think you're sane?

Host: It’s strange to say that although I suffer from insomnia, I am not sleepy or tired at all, and my work efficiency has improved slightly. Although my colleagues sometimes look at me strangely, that’s not a problem... because of those dreams During this period of time, my reverence for the Lord God has grown deeper. Could it be that this is the reward He bestowed on me?

Floor 3: emmmmm...

Floor 4: It should be...no problem, right?

Floor 5: Yes, I am the one who shows affection with God, you read that right.

Floor 6: Sweet dreams upstairs, I will turn off the lights for you.