Rebirth of the Husband Program

"Don't worry about it." A metallic voice slid across.

Tang Qimo was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that it was the man in front who spoke.

Apparently he had also heard such remarks, and only when he saw Tang Qimo's tangled appearance did he speak to comfort him.

It really doesn't match the indifference on the outside, unexpectedly gentle.

"What's your name?" Tang Qimo asked.

"Maybe."

"Oh, my name is Tang Qimo. By the way, you are very popular in the academy. I feel that several groups of people are staring at me."

Could it be that he was silent for a while before saying solemnly, "Sorry, this is beyond my control."

Tang Qimo smiled, "It doesn't matter, I just treat these people as Chinese cabbages. By the way, won't it cause you any trouble if I walk with you like this?"

It didn't matter to him, he wasn't a student in this academy in the first place.Could it be different, if he is a student here, he will definitely have a lot of trouble.

"No problem." Mo Fei's words were the same as his personality, and he said very little.

While the two were talking, they had already walked in front of a rather majestic building.

Mo Fei stopped at the door, "I can't go with you for the rest, and none of us students can enter here without the principal's call."

Tang Qimo was stunned for a few seconds, blinked and blinked, "I'm sorry, the wind was too strong just now, I didn't hear what you said, please say it again."

Could it be, "..."

He paused, and said, "I can't go with you."

Tang Qimo said, "What about the next sentence just now?"

Could it be that "..." Isn't that heard clearly?

But he still said honestly, "Our students can't go in without the principal's call."

"Principal?" Tang Qimo repeated, with disbelief flashing across his eyes.After a while, he raised his eyelids and looked at Mo Fei seriously and solemnly, "Is your principal a crazy old man who is always crazy and unkempt?"

"..." Mo Fei was stunned for a moment, obviously never thought that such a bold kid would dare to say that about the principal.

He hesitated and said, "I don't know if the crazy old man you are talking about is the principal, but our principal is indeed an old man, and there is nothing wrong with it, and the address you gave me is the principal's place, which is here."

Tang Qimo was a little dumbfounded. He had thought that the old man was the tutor of the First Academy. At the beginning, he said that the tutor of the First Academy was quite unique. He didn't expect that the old man was even higher than he imagined, and he was actually a principal.

But is it really okay to let such a crazy old man be the principal?

Was the First Academy not defeated by him because of its deep pockets?

"That old man...not the headmaster's name?"

Could it be that a smile flashed in his eyes, and he quickly suppressed it, "Albus Fanhai."

"Abus..." Chewing the name lightly, Tang Qimo smiled gratefully at Mofei, "I'm sorry for the trouble, and thank you for bringing me here."

"No trouble." Mo Fei took a deep look at him, "Although it was a short time, it was a pleasure getting along with you. See you later."

At least this young man is not like other people, who keep being crazy about him and are extremely noisy.

After bidding farewell to the kind-hearted Mo Fei, Tang Qimo walked into the so-called principal's special room. It was different from the feeling just now, he came in with a delicate mood.

He still hasn't recovered from the shock of the old man becoming the headmaster.

Like the general principal's office, it is serious and dignified.

As soon as Tang Qimo entered, he felt a different aura from the outside, and that powerful aura made him tense up.

He knocked on the white door with an old voice.

"Come in."

Tang Qimo entered in response to the sound, and saw a serious but kind old man sitting on a chair in the center. He was wearing dark clothes, with shrewd eyes and kind eyes. close to the meaning.

But that was for other people, and for Tang Qimo, the image of insanity and insanity had been deeply rooted in his heart.

Seeing that it was him, the old man suddenly transformed from a pretentious temperament into a wretched and crazy old man, "Oh, it's you bastard."

"..." No need to ask, the tone is exactly the same as that of the old man in the optical network.

They're all the same wretchedness, the same neuroticism.

The old man Abu Si smashed his mouth and stood up, rubbed against Tang Qimo, and grabbed his hand, "Finally let me catch you, brat, you are running now, running."

Tang Qimo, "..."

Once again, he deeply doubted, would this old man really not defeat the First Academy?

"I won't run away, just let go." Tang Qimo was very helpless.

"Really."

"of course it's true."

Abus let him go as promised, but he was still worried, and ran to the door to lock it before he was completely relieved.

"Okay, that's it."

Tang Qimo, "..."

Abus leisurely returned to his seat and sat down, Tang Qimo also found a seat at will, without treating himself as a guest at all.

Albus frowned, but said nothing.

Tang Qimo said, "You asked me to come to you and I already did. Can you tell me where you got that booklet from?"

Albus chuckled, and said nervously, "I won't tell you."

Tang Qimo, "..."

He frowned, "Old man, you asked me to come to you and I have already come, so it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

"Don't worry about this." Albus waved his hands, crossed his fingers under his chin, put his elbows on the table, and stared at him with piercing eyes, "Leave this aside, do you want to come to the First Academy? Ability to go to school at First Academy is easy."

That golden mental power, how could he let go of such a unique ability.

"Actually..." Tang Qimo hesitated for a while, and said, "Actually, I applied to the First Academy before, but I was rejected because of my poor ability, and I was not admitted."

When Albus heard this, his eyes were as big as brass bells, "It's impossible for anyone to count you down!! With your mental strength, it's impossible for you to be kicked down."

"But I was banned." It also made him feel lost for several days, and then he looked for information on the optical network.

Abus thought for a few seconds, then murmured, "This shouldn't be, the golden mental ability is so special, it shouldn't be brushed off anyway."

Tang Qimo said, "Because I didn't test my ability at all at the time, I signed up as an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people?" Albus' eyes lit up, "Then it makes sense, how could the college's garbage testers detect it, but you said you are an ordinary person, so what are your specialties? "

Ordinary people must have special skills to be admitted.

Tang Qimo said, "I can play ancient musical instruments."

Albus was shocked, "Is it the one I thought?"

"It's the kind you want."

Albus was surprised and pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly stood up, "Come, come, play a song for me."

Tang Qimo, "..."

"do not want!"

Albus asked, "Why, I won't tell you if you won't play for me."

"..." Tang Qimo was speechless, "Does your student know that you are such a despicable rascal?"

Albus was very proud, "My students like a principal like me very much, come on, play a song for me, bastard."

"Then you have to give me the instrument too." Tang Qimo compromised.

Albus was very fast and gave orders very quickly, and the small brown violin was delivered.

Tang Qimo set up the piano and adjusted the tone, and when the first sound was heard, Albus' eyes lit up, "Yes, it's not bad, boy, it looks not bad."

Tang Qimo smiled and concentrated on playing.

With the ups and downs of the music, Albus' expression became more and more dignified, feeling like a storm was coming.

As soon as the song ended, Albus' voice sounded, "Boy...you."

Tang Qimo thumped, feeling a bad premonition, "What's wrong with me, is there something wrong?"

"It's not a big problem, your music will give you trouble."

"What do you mean!" Tang Qimo's eyes became sharp with a serious expression.

Albus sighed, "Has anyone told you that you have abilities in your music?"

Tang Qimo was stunned. He remembered what Iger had said when he left the second district. After hesitating for a while, he still said it, "Yes, he said that my music can make his ability fluctuate."