C position study, God chooses the way

Mu Heng's attitude made the teaching director feel that he had punched the cotton and was extremely weak.

The dean has been teaching in Anhe No. [-] Middle School for decades. Everywhere he goes, no one is afraid of the news, but all students have to put their tails in front of him and bow their heads obediently?

But Mu Heng is different.

Not only is he not a man, he doesn't pinch his tail.

This fellow is simply the reincarnation of the nine-tailed demon fox!

Not to mention nine tails, but they still have to be raised high, take them out and count them one by one, and count them again when they are done.

Outrageous.

despair.

The teaching director felt that in front of Mu Heng, he was simply deprived of the power of education management for life.

If Mu Heng hadn't chosen to bow his head in the end, it would have been difficult for him to step down to this level today.

Because Mu Heng was authorized by the principal, he can bring his mobile phone into the school.

This is part of the meaning of the words "Chartered Student" on his school badge.

Who dares to slap the face given by the principal casually?

Even with Ke Han, he got Mu Heng's credit and didn't receive too much criticism.

Twenty or ten minutes later, the dean finally let Mu Heng and Ke Han go. He put his hands behind his back, shook his head helplessly and left the teaching building.

Mu Heng watched the dean's back disappear, turned his face away, and said to Ke Han, "Why?"

Ke Han thought for a while, and then found out the pitiful context of Mu Heng's short sentence from the dean's long speech-mathematics league.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

"Why are you so interested in a scumbag like me? Rococo, Ning Weiwu, Chen He, any one of them is much better at mathematics than me."

Don't ask, if you ask, you can't even count.

Mu Heng smiled slightly.

"Where is there any 'study slag' in this world, it's just that rare earths are treated as slag."

He opened his mouth and was about to continue feeding Ke Han with chicken soup, persuading him to sign up for the provincial trials of the math league with him.

Compared with Chen He and the others, Ke Han, a new classmate, is very well-behaved at first glance. It is definitely more worry-free than organizing a group of sand sculptures to participate in the selection.

Who would have thought that at this time, Rococo poked out half of his head from the back door of the classroom again.

He looked left and right in the corridor, but he didn't find any trace of the teacher, so he turned around and waved.

The other male students in the back row immediately followed and began to take turns to probe their brains in an orderly manner.

The back row of the classroom near the gate has completely collapsed.

The restless stomachs of teenagers constantly drive them to do things that ordinary people think are outrageous.

Later, Ning Weiwu held an electronic watch in his hand, and he exaggeratedly stroked his forehead and shoulders a few times, his black and white eyes fixed on the dial.

"God bless the group, victory will surely belong to us!"

With him at the center, a group of boys put on a posture ready to sprint at any time.

Mu Heng: "You——"

The thick-backed Rococo cupped his hands towards Mu Heng: "Boss! Please leave the security on the first floor to you! We have to run for ten seconds! We have to prove that the front row of the cafeteria belongs only to my freshman class!"

Ke Han: "..."

Is this a normal student, a normal campus life?

Ning Weiwu was surrounded by everyone, he started counting down with his watch.

Pairs of wolf-like eyes were staring at his mouth, and the countdown timers jumped out of his mouth one by one.

Countdown to the cafeteria charge.

3.

Gunpowder smoke filled the entire corridor.

2.

The get out of class bell is about to ring.

1.

Ke Han noticed that Mu Heng's Adam's apple moved slightly. The muscles on his broad shoulders seemed to be a little tight, and the smooth lines made it impossible to doubt how much explosive power was contained in them.

What does he want to do?

The countdown to the first period ended, and the students in the back row quickly squatted down and evacuated to the nearby stairs one by one in an orderly manner. The back door of the classroom became empty in an instant.

Ke Han noticed that Mu Heng's tense state was gradually relieved after those classmates ran out with their waists bent.

Rococo put away his watch, and before he was about to leave with the big troops in the back row, he turned around and asked, "Boss! Let's go together!"

Mu Heng waved his hand, glanced at the bottom of the teaching building as usual, and said casually: "I won't go, you go, there are no teachers below."

"Hey! Boss, let's go."

Student Luo squatted down, groped down the stairs extremely skillfully, and followed a group of "surprise attack" teams to rush to the cafeteria.

The second class next to the back row finally noticed something was wrong.

"Fuck?! Old thief Ning! Old dog Luo! Old ghost Chen! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The get out of class bell rang synchronously at the moment this sound rang.

The back row of the second class immediately turned their faces.

They didn't finish their papers, dropped their pens and rushed out of the classroom with a "crash".

In the face of canteen wars, there are no friends!

"Kumasia! Victory belongs to the first class!"

Ning Weiwu and Luo Keke rushed to the front line across the playground to the cafeteria. They were tall and long-legged, and they ran at the forefront of the line like wild horses galloping.

Even at this critical moment when hesitation would lead to defeat, they still did not forget to turn around and give the friends behind them a middle finger as a sign of friendly encouragement.

However, they were too happy.

He Changfeng, the school track and field member of Class Two, breaks out of the encirclement with his strength, and begins to approach and threaten Class One's No. [-] position in the cafeteria.

Chen He, the mathematics class representative who was running behind, saw this situation, and immediately shouted, but his thin body had the aura of a man who was in charge: "You guys go first, I'll be the last!"

His body turned slightly, and he swayed in front of Class [-] classmate He, successfully slowing down the opponent's speed.

"Old ghost Chen! Good dogs don't get in the way!"

"I'm not a dog, so I'll block it! Just block it! Why don't you go crazy! Come and hit me!"

Chen He was caught in the siege of the second class. The study committee member running in front of him saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly slowed down and tried to help Chen He break out of the encirclement.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Ke Han stood in the corridor and looked down. The second floor was not very high, but it was enough for them to see all the "fighting" on the playground.

He couldn't help but asked Mu Heng next to him: "Aren't you running away? What if they finish beating all the meat?"

The corners of Mu Heng's lips curled slightly, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and turned it around like a pen.

Set off the flexible and slender fingers.

"I ordered takeout."

Ke Han: "..."

You think that some people are students who are forced to stand and eat in the cafeteria just like you, but in fact, they have already ordered a one-stop delivery package of milk tea and snacks behind your back.

This is outrageous.

He raised his hand to hold his facial muscles that were a little out of control: "School Regulation No. 70 Nine Articles, prohibiting students from ordering food without authorization and eating it on campus."

Mu Heng smiled.

There was a hint of laziness in his eyes, the stream of light was reversed, and he asked softly, "School rules?"

"Isn't this stuff just for breaking?"

"You just came here, you don't understand."

Mu Heng was about to put the phone back, but the phone vibrated, and it seemed that there was some important message.

He opened it casually and read out: "Peak competition?"

Ke Han: "What's wrong?"

Mu Heng put away his phone and shook his head: "It's nothing."

Beside them, the normal canteen troops started to move out, and the girls in the front row and the more well-behaved boys were moving slowly towards the canteen with the crowd.

There are even people holding sticky notes in their hands to recite words.

The squad leader came out from the front door, just in time to see Mu Heng and Ke Han who were still squatting in the corner for punishment, with a wry smile of headache on their faces.

"Aren't you two going to eat?"

Mu Heng: "Takeaway."

The monitor mainly asked Ke Han.

Mu Heng has already jumped out of the sixth class of the third level, and is not in the category of Anhe humans.

This kind of "fairy" who can even enter any classroom he likes, the class leader of the first class said with a big head that he really can't control it.

However, for Ke Han, who is indeed a classmate in this class, the monitor still has to take care of him.

"You just transferred to our class at the end of last semester. Tell me if you have any discomforts. I will try my best to solve it for you. If you can't solve it, don't hold back. We have to find something for Teacher Xie to do. Otherwise, everyone will forget that he is our head teacher."

Ke Han nodded and thanked him.

On the edge of the boundless crowd of moving heads, the setting sun dyed the hills red and reflected obliquely on the wall, leaving swaying shadows.

Ke Han knew that he had to find a new mobile phone.

Because he had to go online at 07:30 to participate in the "Battle Invitation" to avoid being banned for his dishonesty.

If he is banned, Dr. Liu may think him to death during the next psychotherapy.

There are also solutions.

After all, every classroom has a cell phone these days.

Ke Han went back and cleaned up his desktop and drawers.

In fact, there is nothing to clean up, white homework, white papers, and white textbooks.

The life of a "student" is always so simple and boring.

Mu Heng took the takeaway quickly.

By the time Ke Han packed up his things and was about to go to the cafeteria, Mu Heng had already returned.

Ke Han brushed past him.

But suddenly, he caught the sharp and thick murderous aura in the air.

Something is wrong!

Ke Han stepped out of the classroom door.

In the end, I saw the dean standing at the door, looking solemnly at Mu Heng, who knew nothing about it... and the takeaway in his hand.

People get stolen goods.

Ke Han carefully avoided the dean and walked towards the cafeteria.

Quite well-behaved.

After 30 seconds of silence, the entire campus of Anhe No. [-] Middle School, which was built on the famous mountain range, was completely shaken—"Mu Heng, what are you doing?! Ordering food delivery is against the school rules! It's against you?! "

There was a brief pause for breathing, followed by an even louder roar of Ye Xingyun: "Mu Heng! What else do you have to say this time?! Hand over your mobile phone too! Your license never allows you to bring mobile phones into the takeaway Bar?!"

"Now! Immediately! Immediately! Go to my office! Facing the wall and thinking about it!"

That voice was still vaguely echoing in his ears until Ke Han walked into the cafeteria in a trance, the echo of stereo surround sound.

no Zuo no Die.