my teacher

The days passed quickly during the final sprint of the final exam, and the people in class three defending against the malicious western god of death.

At the school staff meeting before the mock exam, Qu Cangmang heard something that should not have happened at this time.

"Family, parents' meeting?" Lao Shi was inexplicably sweating, and the branches quickly took out the handkerchief, and put it in Lao Shi's palm silently.

Since there were too many people in the conference room, they didn't come out brightly to wipe Lao Shi's sweat.

Look at how sweet they are!It is simply a must-have for life!

Tang Shuai turned his face sideways to look at Lao Shi, who was rarely ashamed of chicken jelly, "What's the matter?"

After finishing speaking, he wished he could slap himself!What else?Where did the third group of people come from? Parents...

Well, although everyone is not young, it is an indisputable fact that they are all in high school.

Occasionally, the teachers in other classes would painlessly assign parents to sign and confirm the grades in the big and small exams, but Qu Cangmang's class was special, so he never asked for it.

But now the problem is already in front of us.

The third class is currently the school's key training class for new stars. The head teachers of the Student Affairs Office and the Academic Affairs Office will speak on behalf of the school's leaders at the parent meeting...

What should I do!Qu Cangmang had a bitter face, and rubbed his fingers repeatedly on the topic book until his fingertips turned red.

Even if they called Black and White Impermanence, they still couldn't support the whole class of sixteen people!

Is it possible to get some ghosts to make up the number?

Qu Cangmang gasped for his own thoughts, it was too scary... Then where is the parents' meeting? The real group of demons danced wildly!

"Brother Tang, help me find a way." Qu Cangmang had no choice but to ask the nearest person for help.

Tang Shuai's hand froze while rubbing his chin, and he was also a little troubled, "I can help you gather two people, but more than ten... I think those guys I know will make trouble." They are not the masters of peace.

All of them are used to being wild, and they are not in good shape, which will definitely cause trouble for Xiao Cang, and the more they stir up, the more chaotic they will become.

"You...cough, when the time comes, you will say that you are Cao Zhiwei's distant uncle."

"Ahem... okay, you can do whatever you want." Tang Shuai calmly took a sip of his tea with Uncle Yuanfang or something.

In fact, Cao Zhiwei is not a few hundred years younger than himself, but when it comes to cultivation and race, it is not an exaggeration to call me uncle.

This has already gathered one person. Experienced underground workers like Black and White Wuchang who have been helping him hold parent-teacher meetings since he was a child count as two, and there are still thirteen parents of students...

"Actually, I think...Xiao Cang, why don't you ask everyone what they think in class, maybe they know some more reliable people." Before asking, I felt melancholy, Mrs. Xiao Cang was too energetic right?

Qu Cangmang drank the juice from his lipstick and nodded, "That makes sense."

So Qu Cangmang, whom Tang Shuai identified as a spiritual teacher, returned to the classroom with his textbooks in his arms. Originally, this class was for the children in the class to study and do their homework, but now he might take up a while.

At this moment, the class is dancing wildly.

Anyone who has gone to school knows about homework, but it is still easy to fool when talking about it.

Naturally, the third class will not fool Lao Shi, but the handwriting is amazing, it is inevitable that there will be some dog crawling, and the speed and quality of homework are absolutely incomparable with the real test.

So after finishing your homework, what would you normally do?

Cao Zhiwei wagged his golden tail leisurely, eating oranges in the sparkling fish tank.

I also bought a five-two-jin cheap variety for nothing. Recently, I was in a panic and couldn’t buy the sweet kind of sugar orange, but I was a little greedy and wanted to eat it, so I could only choose the most common one. purchase.

Although the taste is not sweet, the taste is average, and there is not much water, but Cao Zhiwei licks his lips very satisfied.

It's not easy, but now he is also a fish that can eat fruit. Thinking back when he just came out of the sea, he could only watch the fruit stand and swallow his saliva.

Li Longwang used to sit at the third table, but now because of his little Fourteen's relationship, he brazenly took Qiqi's seat and sat next to his son.

Anyway, Lao Shi understands his family situation and fully understands his approach to getting close to his son.

If he was a scum in the past, then now, he is whitewashing himself!

Who didn't have a dark history when they were young and frivolous? It's definitely a good thing to correct the mistakes after the incident is over!

After Lao Shi's in-depth education, Li Longwang realized something personally - a man without a sense of responsibility is not worthy of being called a man!

"Little Fourteen...Do you want to eat oranges? Cao Zhiwei bought them. Although they are unpalatable, they are not rotten."

Li Long stared anxiously at the oranges, and lowered his head to look at his dragon claws wrapped like rice dumplings, "Forget it, I'll read the book again."

"Look at what to do, Lao Shi has already said, just keep up with the progress he said, you are reviewing too fast, do you want to surpass your father at the end of the semester? Don't look, just memorize today's text honestly. "

The corners of Li Longshishi's lips twitched, and Li Longwang took advantage of this gap to put two oranges in his mouth, "Um..."

He was forced to eat slightly bitter citrus, and he really couldn't bear to say... In fact, his father's poor grades don't need to work hard to surpass them at all.

Shi Liangsen and the prince are flirting, Li's father and son are playing warm cards, Cao Zhiwei eats fruit and takes a bath, zombies and little monks fight and fight, and the rest of the group are basically sleeping to catch up on sleep, staying up late for the night Books recharge your batteries.

There is no way, the first class is night owls, and the efficiency of studying at night is relatively high.

Qiqi was oiling his body, the oil was provided by Laoshi, but the authentic tea tree oil was produced by his family, and he was worried that he couldn't get it on his back, so Laoshi pushed the door and approached.

Qu Cangmang's footsteps stopped, and a shining naked man stood in the middle of the teacher and couldn't look directly at him, "Qiqi, at least I need to wear a pair of pants."

It's all about what if other people come in!

Qiqi himself had no awareness of this at all, "I'm oiling, and my thighs are a little itchy. Pants..." Qiqi glanced at the fabric that was hanging on the podium, "The pants were wet by Cao Zhiwei."

This sentence really has connotation.

Seeing that Kiki's body is oily, he is obviously absorbing the nutrients in the tree oil, only his back is as dry as before, which shows the progress.

"Okay, why don't you help Kiki paint it?"

Faced with the problem of Lao Shi, since the relationship was exposed, the monitor children's shoes, who were pushed from the back to the first row of the class by everyone, kept basically silent.

It was Qiqi who stood up and said, "I didn't let the monitor help me, Lao Shi."

Lao Shi, in fact, the squad leader's branch has never been able to get close to others easily, only you are an exception.

Of course, except when it comes to whipping people to fight, Kiki doesn't want to be whipped yet.

In the end, it was Qu Cangmang who helped Qiqi apply the back oil. Under the envy and hatred of everyone, he put on the clothes refreshed.

Lao Shi is indeed very gentle, no wonder even Yuan Yin's bad temper likes to get close.

Those who were sleeping were woken up, and those who were taking a bath also ran out with their tails between their legs. Qu Cangmang finally moved the problem to the podium of the class, and first wrote three large characters on the blackboard—parent meeting!

The time is this Friday, and there are two days left!

The first group to speak was the first group by the window.

Wang Yaoguang, "Old wet... I don't know who my father is, and I killed my mother. It's been hundreds of years, and you know it too."

Qu Cangmang = mouth = "next."

Wang Jinyu, "My parents were killed by the People's Liberation Army when they were among the zombies. My godfather was the former Zombie King, who was killed by me 200 years ago. So my parents are Lao Shi!"

Qu Cangmang==! "Next"

The crown prince, "Parents? I think...they have a certain chance to agree to come to the parent-teacher meeting, but I am more worried about Komori's personal safety."

The son who is most likely to inherit Datong (Datong) mixed with a painted skin, and privately ordered a red thread wrapped around his little finger for life. It seems more likely that he will kill someone with a knife.

The children of rich second-generation high-ranking families cannot afford to be hurt, and the situation is more complicated!

Qu Cangmang →_→ "Next."

Li Hao scratched his head, "I only want a master, I don't have parents. Back then, the whole family practiced together, and I was the only one who became a master, and all the others died."

Qu Cangmang::>_<:: "Cao Zhiwei skipped, I have already found your uncle for you. Continue to the next one."

Cao Zhiwei (⊙_⊙)? Uncle?

My whole family has been wiped out. Where did my uncle come from?

Xu Zheng. Sky, "My father is busy with all kinds of affairs, and it is difficult to escape, but my mother is free, so I can come by spaceship, which is safer than the space-time tunnel."

Well, after asking so many questions, I finally found a reliable one.

Wait, is it really reliable?

Qu Cangmang didn't care about that, he had to gather the number of people first before saying, "Next, Li Xiang."

Li Xiang, Nei Niu, "Old Shi, can you stop looking for my parents, my family doesn't know I'm in class here! His mouth is too cheap!"

Don't worry about revealing the news to him!

Qu Cangmang stroked his forehead, "Don't talk about your father like that, if it's convenient, please let me know, there are too many parents in the class, and now we urgently need someone to support the situation."

If one doesn't come, it can be said that he is busy with work, but what's the matter if only a few come!

Li Xiang nodded helplessly, followed by Shi Liangsen.

Shi Liangsen one by one + "I used to be a fox, my parents didn't become demons, they were still foxes... 1000 years ago I would still go to see them, now, cough."

The demon has no heart at all, and has no concept of family affection.

The next one, the monitor... Qu Cangmang arrogantly ignored the monitor, "The next one, Wu Xirui...cough. Well, I probably know about your situation."

It is simply impossible for the king of gods and demons of the West to travel all the way to S City to hold a parent-teacher meeting for him.

But Wu Xirui raised his hand very vigorously and said, "It is true that fathers can't come, but dad can come. He has a certain industry in China, and he has set up two branches in L province."

That's right, this father is a second-generation rich man who has surpassed the president.

Qu Cangmang didn't expect that Wu Xirui, who looked like a nervous three-headed man fighting every day, would be so powerful, so he simply circled his name, "Next?"

斯鱼#^_^# "Hals is the older brother, is that okay?"

The whole class pointed at him and yelled, "No Promise!"

Si Yu, "..."

Qu Cangmang, "..."

Well, the Grim Reaper is actually pretty good.However, the people in the class are very anxious about Si Yu's IQ and EQ, fearing that he will be fooled by sweet words and sell him for money, so they are a little hostile towards Hals.

However, Qu Cangmang still put a circle behind Si Yu's name. In his opinion, Hals is very stable, and his temperament is somewhat similar to that of Hei Wuchang, which is easy to be liked by people.

He should be more reliable than the person Tang Shuai found.

The next one is - the original sound.

Yuan Yin looked at Lao Shi dryly, "Brother..."

The whole class said, "Get out—Lao Shi is ours!"

Qu Cangmang, "..."

Well, Yuan Yin is indeed his younger brother on the household registration book, or a direct relative of pure blood.

Next, "Kiki?"

Qiqi nodded, "Well, my parents are in another time and space, it's a pity that I can't help them sweep their graves this year."

The whole class observed a 3-minute silence.

Qu Cangmang, "Next."

Wang Huanyu, "I was bitten into a vampire, and my parents are normal people."

Qu Cangmang nodded, "Okay, I understand."

How can human beings live longer than vampires, so sometimes it is quite sad for black-haired people to send white-haired people.

The atmosphere in the class became depressed for some reason, and finally——finally, there was a couple who didn't need parents at all, the father and son of the Li family who sat in the last row and loved each other.

Li Longwang hugged his son's shoulders domineeringly, "I am his father, I will hold a parent-teacher meeting for Little Fourteen!"

Qu Cangmang frowned, "Then what about your parents?"

Li Longwang?﹏? "Do my parents also need to come?"

Qu Cangmang, "..."

Li Longwang carefully observed Lao Shi's face, and asked, "Otherwise, can my sons come?"

The whole class, "..."

What's wrong with my son coming to hold a parent-teacher meeting for me!

Qu Cangmang thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "How many sons have you had?"

"Fourteen." Li Longwang shyly revealed his old love story under the eyes of the class.

Well, Li Long Fourteen, Li Long Thirteen, etc., the names are really substandard!

Qu Cangmang continued to ask, "Do all fourteen sons have mothers?"

"That's for sure, Lao Shi, you don't think that everyone has Cao Zhiwei's physique, and men can give birth, right? Of course they all have mothers, but... they are basically dying. They are not a powerful race, anyway, the sons Inheriting my blood has nothing to do with them."

After the Dragon King finished speaking, Xiao Fourteen pinched his thighs severely.

The old dragon immediately knelt down and begged for mercy with his eyes, expressing that he was speechless for a while, and hoped that his son would forgive him.

Lao Shi thought for a while, and came up with a helpless solution, "If it doesn't work, let ten of your sons come to make up the number."

The Dragon Clan is more reliable than the Insect Clan found by the ancestor of the Insect Immortal, right?

Li Longwang wiped off his sweat, "It's all up to you, old wet."

I hope that the group of sons who were thrown into the major weather bureaus by themselves as undercover agents will not be too excited.