Time and space administrators are forced to raise cubs [Quick Transmigration]

True and false rich young master 09 No.1 in the city

Meng Zhuo turned a deaf ear, acting like a normal person.

The people around looked even more angry.

The perpetrators really have no sense of shame.

Just after the break, Meng Zhuo was called to the infirmary by Lin Shubai.

The bandages on his hands had been removed for three days, and his fingers were as flexible as before, without any damage at all.

Lin Shubai seemed to be in a good mood, and opened the door next to him. I have to say that the treatment of his little school doctor in the school seemed to be too good.There is also a private space next to the infirmary.

As the door opened, Meng Zhuo's eyes slowly widened.

Those eyes that were always cold and repulsive were replaced by surprise, and they looked at Lin Shubai in disbelief.

Lin Shubai smiled: "Try?"

Meng Zhuo walked slowly towards the center of the room, which was a brand new piano.The black surface reflects a bright luster, clearly reflecting the human figure.The black and white keys attracted him step by step like magic.

His fingers lightly played one or two notes on the keys, and the smooth and thorough sound flowed out from between his fingers, leaving a wonderful aftertaste, which echoed in the silent room.

"How is it?" Lin Shubai asked leaning against the door frame.

He doesn't know piano, so he bought the most expensive one.

Meng Zhuo closed his eyes, pulled himself back to reality, turned around and looked back at Lin Shubai, the thorns all over his eyes faded, and his eyes were red: "Thank you"

"Try it. I haven't heard you play the piano before." A gentle smile appeared in Lin Shubai's eyes.

Meng Zhuo pursed his lips and sat down. He never took the music score home, because Fang Qin would tear it up when he saw it.

But every note is deeply imprinted in his mind, and he knows every rising and falling tone like the back of his hand.

His ten fingers were resting on the keys. His fingers were slender and fair, with well-defined joints. They were a pair of hands that were naturally suitable for playing the piano.As his fingertips jumped skillfully on the keyboard, the smooth and beautiful piano sound flowed out slowly.

The afternoon sun came in through the wind-blown curtains and shrouded Meng Zhuo.He closed his eyes lightly, and his thoughts followed the sound of the piano to distant places, the continuous mountains, strange rivers, and the boundless universe.

He seems to have escaped from his disgusting native family and found a new world.

Lin Shubai leaned against the door, letting himself be immersed in the sound of the piano, marveling at Meng Zhuo's talent.It would be a pity if such a good seedling really died.

"Does it sound good?" Meng Zhuo finished playing a piece and put his hands flat on the keys.

Lin Shubai nodded calmly, "It sounds good."

Meng Zhuo twitched his lips, glanced at him, and said again, as if embarrassed, "Thank you."

Lin Shubai frowned: "Understood."

Just when the class bell rang, Meng Zhuo ran away in a hurry, his ears still a little red.

Lin Shubai bit his lip and laughed twice, the kid was really not frank.

After the monthly exam, the students in the last exam room sat restlessly in the exam room.

Meng Zhuo stepped on the exam bell and entered the exam room with a pencil case, and sat in the last row.

The teacher handed out the papers and passed them to the end row by row.The penultimate buddy turned his head to tell the paper and handed it to him, with a look of excitement and gratitude: "Dude, thanks to you for the last monthly exam, my mother not only didn't hit me, but even took me on a road trip! From now on I will rely on you!"

This examination room gathered the tails of the grade list, and it was very cordial to see the scumbags.

Meng Zhuo looked at him speechlessly, took the paper and buried himself in it.

He passed the math test this time, so he filled out the answer sheet, picked up the blank paper and started to read.This monthly exam is the joint exam of the four middle schools in city A. The teachers from the four schools gathered the papers, which were more difficult than the usual mid-term and final exams.

The sunlight outside was brilliant, hitting the boy's short, thin hair and tall nose bridge through the transparent window.He has a serious face, with a paper on the left, and a pen in his right hand, quickly calculating on the draft paper. His expression is focused, and his head has not been raised since he lowered it.

Two invigilators stood one after the other at the front and back doors of the classroom, and the one at the back door walked in with arms folded and raised his feet, and looked at the aisle.

This examination room is where the least serious students in the school gather together in one nest.The proctors were the most tiring, they had to concentrate on the examination room to prevent these unlearned and unskilled idiots from cheating.

Seeing him come in to patrol, a few students who wanted to do something to look around calmed down a little, and obediently lowered their heads and scratched their ears and cheeks at the blank paper.

The teacher shook his head, these brats, even if they listen for a few more minutes in class, they won't be so virtuous.

Then he noticed the student sitting at the end of the examination room and frowned. He remembered this student named Meng Zhuo.He didn't look around, and he was even the only one in the entire examination room who secretly did the questions.

He walked around to him, paused, looked at the answer on his paper, and was a little surprised.

There are quite a few answers.

Meng Zhuo concentrated on doing the questions, but he didn't notice that the invigilator had been standing beside him for a full 5 minutes. After finishing the last question, he checked it again and went directly to the stage to hand in the paper.

"Finished?" The invigilator was a little disbelieving.

Meng Zhuo nodded, and took the draft paper out of the examination room. Next, he will take the Chinese test, and the composition is the most annoying thing. He still wants to review for a while.

The students in the examination room felt disdainful when they saw Meng Zhuo striding out.

What kind of flower can the last one get in the exam, I guess the handed in is a blank paper!

Two days later, when the midterm exam papers were corrected, Luo Jun, the head teacher, stepped on the class bell and entered the classroom.

"This mid-term exam, our class took the second place in the whole grade. You are quite capable?" Luo Jun, the class teacher, put the paper on the podium.

"Two firsts? Ups and downs?"

"The number one must be Ziqing, his grades are so good. The bottom number is Meng Zhuo again?"

"I'm really not surprised."

"It's time to slow down again, I knew it."

"Sun Bin, you are number one from the bottom again!" Class teacher Luo Jun patted the table sadly, "How many times have you counted down to the bottom?"

Sun Bin stood up precariously, and said like a wandering soul, "Ah...why am I the last one again? Where's Meng Zhuo?"