I am in love with myself

Zhao Xudong, the director of politics and education, was a middle-aged man in his 40s. He was neither fat nor thin, and his face was clean-shaven. An Mu's impression of him was not only deep, but deep in his bones.

In his previous life, Zhao Xudong never said a word for her. Knowing that she was being bullied, he still turned a blind eye for the sake of the school's reputation, and even later helped the tyrant push her into the abyss of eternal doom.

Zhao Xudong was not as surprised as the female teacher when he heard that someone was secretly taking pictures, and she was still a girl. With the calmness of coming out of the storm, he motioned for An Mu to hand over the phone.

An Mu didn't hand it in, her amber eyes were as deep as the sea. In this life, she would never allow this person to hurt her any more!

She said indifferently: "The sneak shot is of girls changing their school uniforms."

The implication is, is it suitable for you, a male teacher?

Zhao Xudong was not stupid, of course he understood what she meant. He glanced at the students outside the Political and Education Office who were poking their heads. Although the doors and windows were closed, the curtains were not drawn.

Zhao Xudong signaled the instructor to draw the curtains, and then turned to look at the old teacher.

"Have you watched the video?"

The old teacher nodded, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be sighing.

"Look, it was indeed shot."

Of course, Zhao Xudong believed the old teacher's words, but there was a cutscene in everything, and he asked the female instructor to take over the mobile phone and verify it again by herself.

The female guide gave Zhao Xudong a description while watching.

"They seem to be shooting specifically for a girl. They have been facing her since she entered the swimming pool gate, and many people changing school uniforms are in the camera.

Eh!The camera zoomed in, and now only the girl was photographed. The distance is far away, so the image is a bit blurry, but it can still be seen that this girl is a bit like Jian Yihu, but Jian Yihu is a sophomore in high school, and it is impossible to go to the swimming pool to change her school uniform. This should be the younger sister that Jian Yihu transferred to. "

Jian Yihu is considered a famous person in school, the instructor knows her, and her younger sister turned around, the instructor also heard about her.

Zhao Xudong sat sideways at the desk, resting one elbow on the glass-plated tabletop, frowning at Lu Yuexin's companion, another companion accompanied Lu Yuexin to the infirmary, and now she was the only one left.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

From time to time in the video, the snickers of the three girls can be heard, and there are occasional sentences such as "slow down, don't let her see", "keep the phone down", "why does that girl keep blocking it, it's annoying".

The girl was sweating, she recognized her own voice in the video, and hurriedly cleared it up in a panic.

"It's none of my business! It's all Lu Yuexin! She said that girl looks a bit like Jian Yihu, and she thought it was fun, so she filmed it. We didn't have any malicious intentions, it was just a whim!"

"You are only freshman in high school, and you knew Jian Yihu when you first entered school?" Zhao Xudong asked.

After all, Jian Yihu is just a small Internet celebrity. If she hadn't skillfully exposed herself on the school forum and brought a few waves of rhythm, few people in the school would have known her.

Like Xie Maomao who thinks she is super hot is just a survivor's bias. Everyone around knows Jian Yihu, so Xie Maomao instinctively feels that half of China's billions of people know Jian Yihu.

It's like a fan sticks in his fan circle all day long, thinking that everyone knows his idol, but it's not necessarily true.

Zhao Xudong's circle is different from those of these students. He views Jian Yihu more objectively.

The girl wiped the cold sweat from her forehead nervously, and explained stutteringly: "It's... that... We are both in the same junior high school as Lu Yuexin, and Lu Yuexin followed her, so we followed her."

The questions Zhao Xudong asked were right in thinking. If we got to the bottom of it, this girl would definitely reveal his secrets. It's a pity that Zhao Xudong didn't ask any more questions. Just like he asked the female director to go through the motions and watch the video, he just went through the motions and asked them.

As far as he is concerned, there is no need to think about this kind of thing at all, and it will be over if it is suppressed. It will only be harmful to the school if it is spread out.

"Okay, this matter is already clear. It's just that the little girls are fun, and they took photos casually, but they didn't spread it. Although the nature is not good, but fortunately, it didn't cause any bad influence. You just entered school, and I won't remember it for you. One person Write a 1000-word inspection and hand it over to me tomorrow."

As soon as she heard this matter, she was so condescending, the girl let out a sigh of relief, nodded quickly, and didn't dare to mention Lu Yuexin's being kicked again.

The old teacher thought about his tone and said with a smile: "This matter has already spread in the school. It is estimated that all grades will know about it soon, and someone has made a video. Is it not too good to deal with it so lightly? Will the students know about it?" Will you think that sneaking pictures is nothing, and there will be bigger troubles in the future?"

Zhao Xudong said impatiently: "Isn't it just that the freshmen have just entered school, and they are so novel everywhere, so they just took pictures? How big is it that you have to go online? You think I deal with it lightly, so you deal with it. Whether it is a demerit or a drop-out, you decide Calculate!"

With such a blunt tone, the old teacher couldn't say anything more, so he could only accompany him with a smile: "That's what I said, and I still have to listen to the director."

Zhao Xudong frowned and waved his hands, "Okay, let's all go back."

The old teacher sighed, patted An Mu on the shoulder, turned and walked out, took two steps and found that An Mu hadn't moved, still standing where he was, looking at Zhao Xudong.

Zhao Xudong noticed her out of the corner of his eye, and raised his head and said, "Let's go? What are you doing here? Quickly change into your school uniform and go to class."

The girl had already walked to the door, holding the doorknob and looking back at her.

An Mu is beautiful, with long honey-brown hair, amber eyes, fair skin that doesn't look like Asians, and a figure with fragrant shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, and clothes that look good in anything.

Such a beautiful girl is as bright as a ray of light. Who would have thought that the moment the girl opened the door, she suddenly grabbed the teacup that had been hanging out on the table for a long time and put it on top of Zhao Xudong's head!

Clang clang clang.

The space cup fell off his head and fell to the ground, then rolled under the table, tea dripped down Zhao Xudong's hair.

Zhao Xudong was dumbfounded. The students at the door were so happy that they couldn't wait to break in and take some close-up shots.

Zhao Xudong wiped the tea leaves from his face, his eyes cracked and he slapped the table. He raised his hand to hit An Mu, but suddenly remembered that someone was watching, so he changed to pointing at An Mu, his fingertips were so angry trembling.

"Which class are you in? Dare to attack the teacher?! Demerit! This must be demerited!!!"

An Mu had just returned from abroad, and the transfer was very low-key. Zhao Xudong didn't know her, and he didn't even know that she was a transfer student. He subconsciously thought she was a freshman in high school, including the surrounding students.

An Mu showed no signs of fear. He turned his head and looked at the students outside the door who were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures. He said every word without any ambiguity, and didn't even show the slightest hint of sarcasm. Shocking, A burst the audience.

"You've all seen it. It's not a big deal for a girl to change her school uniform and get secretly photographed. It's over after writing an inspection. If the director is splashed with a cup of warm water, he has to be demerited. A director is more noble than all the girls in the first year of high school. According to this idea, then if I splash it Chief of Police, shouldn't he be shot and killed?"

The news of the girl in the first year of high school secretly filming the real hammer quickly spread to Class [-]. Jian Yixi had just finished the quiz and was cleaning up the rubber foam on the table. Xie Mao Mao's ears were pricked up, and she dragged her to the corridor.

Although only the lower two floors are used from the third floor to the first floor, the students are too lazy to go to the toilet and can't wait for others to replace them. It is impossible to go downstairs, and they can eat melons like lying on the railing.

Xie Maomao grabbed Jian Yixi's knees to prevent him from disappearing, squatted down, tilted his head and looked inside the political and educational office.

"That's the woman! Look! It's her! She's quite pretty, how can she be so wretched? She didn't admit to taking the sneak shot, and she even poured tea water on Director Zhao's head. It must be because there is a mine at home, and she's used to it."

Jian Yixi was also quite shocked that someone really took a sneak shot, and she also grabbed the railing with her knees on her knees and tilted her head like Xie Maomao to look at the political and educational office on the first floor.

The door lintel blocked her view, so she could only see half of her face, but just looking at the familiar harem pants, Jian Yixi recognized her at a glance as An Mu, who helped her cover her clothes before.

Jian Yixi opened her eyes slightly in surprise, "You said the person who took the sneak shot...was her?"

"Isn't it? You didn't listen to what they said? Not only did you secretly take pictures, but you also poured water on the director. Right now, you're being held in the Political and Education Office to invite your parents."

Jian Yixi still couldn't believe it: "Could it be that rumors have been misrepresented?"

"No, listen to yourself!"

On the first floor, there were also many students standing in the corridor and chatting one after another, and it sounded like it was true.

"But I always feel...she doesn't look like that kind of person."

Xie Maomao couldn't help laughing, "Are you making me laugh? Can a murderer put 'I am a murderer' on his face?"

After all, there was only one meeting, and Jian Yixi didn't know An Mu well. Although she wasn't sure if the rumors were true or not, one thing was certain, An Mu would definitely have something to do with this matter, otherwise she wouldn't have appeared in the Political and Education Office.

Before coming to Weicheng, my mother specially explained that you should be more careful when you go out. Those who look like good people may not be good people. Human traffickers are ordinary people who look honest and honest. Even if An Mu looks good, it cannot be ruled out that they must not be. bad guy.

You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the attitude of guarding against others. No matter whether An Mu secretly took pictures or not, it is better to stay away from her in the future.

Jian Yixi grabbed the railing and stood up. For the first time in her life, she realized what a dangerous city is. What happened to An Mu reminded her that this place is no longer that simple and comfortable small town.