Bullshit, I saw it all

Chapter No.17: Who is calling the principal

Zheng Xiao's mobile phone is placed in the side of the belt near the car's gear lever.

When Qu Chen took it out for him, Zheng Xiao's cell phone was still vibrating and playing the incoming ringtone.

The ringtone is light music set by factory default, and the orchestra is melodious. Although the performance is not a very famous concerto, it is absolutely perfect.

Because Zheng Xiao is controlling the steering wheel with both hands, it is extremely inconvenient to spare a free hand to hold the phone.Qu Chen swiped the answer button on the screen, and pressed the phone that was in a call to Zheng Xiao's ear.

Zheng Xiao's head bent slightly, and Qu Chen's thumbnail slid across Zheng Xiao's cheek while his ears were pressed against the phone screen.

Qu Chen's fingertips rubbed together with a little coolness until they touched Zheng Xiao's warm lower lip.

Zheng Xiao's lips are thin and angular, just like his people, cold and tough, but soft to the touch after all.

Qu Chen flexed his five fingers and clasped the left and right sides of the phone tightly, but because the car was always bumping on the road, his knuckles often touched Zheng Xiao's jaw unavoidably.

After driving for a while, the car encountered a red light again.

Qu Chen noticed that Zheng Xiao's expression was a little unnatural, and deliberately staggered his gaze away from Qu Chen, and took the phone from him, losing his dignity.

It was definitely not a molestation just now, even if it was barely, it was definitely not a molestation out of his intention!Qu Chen complained silently in his heart, watching Vice President Zheng's expression, he dared not speak.

The person who called Zheng Xiao on the road was the same person who called Zheng Xiao in the hospital.

Even though Qu Chen was not curious, he pricked up his ears timidly with the mentality of picking up cheap gossip and not listening to nothing.

Because Zheng Xiao's cell phone didn't turn on the speaker, no matter how hard Qu Chen tried to listen, he couldn't make out whether the person on the other end of the phone was a man or a woman, let alone what that person and Zheng Xiao were talking about.

I saw Zheng Xiao nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, I will contact you when you arrive." Seeing the red light flashing, he ended the call.

Qu Chen still maintained the posture of handing the phone to Zheng Xiao. When Zheng Xiao saw him, he controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and groped in the mezzanine under the steering wheel with the other hand.

Something fell into Qu Chen's palm, and the dense foreign characters on the wrapping paper showed that it was high-end and classy.

"This is..." Qu Chen stared at the thing in his palm for a long time, not sure if the "sugar" was not made in China.

"Before going back to school for evening self-study, you can taste its taste." Zheng Xiao stepped on the accelerator, the car body shook violently, Principal Zheng's candy bumped several times in Qu Chen's hand, if Qu Chen's hands were not closed in time , that candy most likely jumped off Quchen's Wuzhi Mountain.

Zheng Xiao's words contained a bit of undisguised banter, but fortunately, Qu Chen put half of his attention on the candy, which seemed to taste extraordinary at first glance, and the other half on who exactly called Zheng Xiao. On the clueless question, I didn't find anything wrong at all.

There is a section of the road that must be passed to Z Zhong that has to go through several turns.

Zheng Xiao turned the steering wheel, relying on the rearview mirror to expand the range of his sight. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Qu Chen who was muttering and thinking about something.

Before driving to the destination, Qu Chen couldn't help but asked Zheng Xiao, "Teacher, is your relative coming to X city?"

This way of asking should be regarded as playing a side-by-side with prying into the teacher's privacy... Qu Chen comforted himself, firmly believing that the reason why he asked such a question was because he had been under the influence of the experience for three years in high school, and buried the so-called "" The seeds of "the soul of gossip" grow desperately when they get the chance.

"It's not a relative, it's a student I sponsored." Mentioning this, Zheng Xiao's smile obviously increased a lot, and he was quite relieved, "She was admitted early by a good school in the neighboring city."

The student that Zheng Xiao sponsored was a golden phoenix that flew out of the impoverished mountainous area where Zheng Xiao once taught.

Because of the short distance, Zheng Xiao planned to clean up the dust for that student.

The author has something to say: Slag move: The students sponsored by the principal are very competitive, in contrast, the scumbags that the principal favors are quite useless╭(╯^╰)╮

Principal Zheng [doesn’t think it’s shameful to protect one’s weaknesses at all]: Whoever said that scumbags are useless, obviously the author who writes about the principal and scumbags is the most worthless, and the text is updated every day, a chapter full of short nonsense, incomprehensible.

Watson [agrees]: That's right! The author of this article is the most useless! You are the most useless scumbag!

Zheng Xiao [serious face]: And I don’t write meat

Watsons: O_o

Zha Dong: O_o, ←_← What about being a good teacher as the principal said?!