Boss, I was wrong!

Become bald! "The old man was threatened fiercely by his staring eyes.

"Haha, thank you for the kind reminder, Director, which class am I in? Are there many beauties in the class?" Huang Xiaomu laughed and then looked at him very meanly.

"Grade 26, but it's common sense that beauties are in liberal arts classes. Why don't you study literature if you want to appreciate beauties?" The old man pushed the black frame on the bridge of his nose and said slowly.

However, Huang Xiaomu frowned for an instant: "Say it again?"

"Short oily boy, don't accept the reality. Say it a hundred times and there are no beauties in your science class."

"Last sentence." Huang Xiaomu looked at him very seriously.

"What's the problem with Senior Class 26?" The dean looked at him with some doubts, even if there were few beauties, he couldn't have such a frightening expression.

"I'm mistaken, old man. I'm a senior in high school. Is it okay to take the college entrance examination next year?" Huang Xiaomu was particularly depressed.

"Absolutely not mistaken, your father said that you are a sophomore in high school and must put you in Class 26 of high school. This is a key class. Your father has such high expectations for you, so you should study hard!" The dean finally said earnestly. said a word.

"Fuck you, I'm a senior in high school!" Huang Xiaomu wanted to hit the wall, seeing that he was about to suffer, why did he appear for another year? After going to school for a long time, he would have a cerebral hemorrhage good! ! !

"Senior year?" The dean of the dean snorted coldly, then took out a workbook from nowhere and turned to the final test: "Come on, you have done this set of questions here, these are the test questions for the last semester of the second year of high school. If you can pass, I believe you are a senior in high school."

"Pass?" Huang Xiaomu seemed to have heard some joke: "I have been in school for so many years and have never passed!"

"Then your high school is not the same. If I were your father, I would let you start in junior high school." The dean of students looked at him with a bit of resentment.

"Actually, when I was in elementary school, I didn't learn the problem of chickens and rabbits in the same cage." Huang Xiaomu sighed leisurely.

"Hey, let's go to class, the second class is almost over at this time." The dean began to push people away.

"Wait a minute, director, I'd better ask me... My dad may have made a mistake." Huang Xiaomu's face was not very good, Nima, he really doesn't want to study for another year, high school life is like hell, okay?Moreover, the feeling of sitting in a serious seat and watching the teacher smile when you obviously don't understand anything is simply too hard!

The dean of training looked at him and nodded, then took out his mobile phone and started chatting on WeChat, making appointments with beautiful women.It's really annoying to be interrupted when shooting, okay? It's like I'm impotent and premature ejaculation.The dean of training glanced at Huang Xiaomu and began to complain.

And Huang Xiaomu dialed Shi Mengfan's number with trembling fingers.

"Are you in class yet? You are not allowed to make phone calls during class." Shi Mengfan said a little annoyed.

"Boss, I'm a senior in high school, why did you enroll me as a sophomore in high school?" Huang Xiaomu frowned and asked.

Shi Mengfan smiled shamelessly when he heard this: "Tell me, do you go to school to learn scientific and cultural knowledge and improve your moral and ideological quality?"

Huang Xiaomu shook his head and bit his lip and said, "It seems not."

Although what Shi Mengfan said was the truth, it is still a bit embarrassing for a student to admit it personally. Even if he is really a poor student, this is not what he hoped for, okay?Every poor student had a dream of being a scientist more than ten years ago!But the reality is always so painful.

066 Organization disapproved

"Then is there any problem with your high school?" Shi Mengfan's voice was flat or even indifferent.

"Why not? If I am in the third year of high school, I still have 660 days to graduate, but if I am in the second year of high school, I will have [-] five days to graduate." Huang Xiaomu's calculations are very accurate, there is no way he hates every The day of the school report.

"That's a very good reason." Shi Mengfan nodded with a smile, "But the organization doesn't approve." Shi Mengfan refused as brightly as he smiled.

Huang Xiaomu's face was so bitter that he was full of anger: "Why, boss, can you give me a reason?"

"Yes, my reason is much more sufficient than yours." Shi Mengfan smiled and said softly, "Because Min Haoxuan is in Class 26."

"..." Huang Xiaomu fell silent and just stared blankly at the ground.

Shi Mengfan did not hang up the phone but continued: "Why are you out of words? Go to class obediently and remember to pick a seat as close as possible to Min Haoxuan, and you must always remember what your mission is so that you don't get caught up in the school. The beauty disturbed my sight, so I will treat you to dinner after school at noon."

After saying this, Shi Mengfan hung up the phone without giving Huang Xiaomu a chance to refuse.

"How is it? Did your dad let you go to the second year of high school?" The dean raised his head and glanced at him.

"Director, you are right!" Huang Xiaomu nodded very depressed.

Huang Xiaomu walked to the door of Senior Class 26 with his pocket in his pocket and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." A gentle female voice came from inside, and the classroom door was pulled open.

When Huang Xiaomu walked in the door, he happened to meet the female teacher who opened the door.

"A new classmate?" The female teacher raised a gentle smile and asked tentatively, "Student Huang Xiaomu?"

"Yeah." Huang Xiaomu nodded and then smiled.

"Students, this is Huang Xiaomu, a newcomer to our class. From today on, he is also a member of our family. Let's applaud and welcome." The female teacher introduced with a smile and then she took the lead in applauding.

Huang Xiaomu bowed to the students in the class and said with a smile, "Hi everyone, I'm Huang Xiaomu."

Taking advantage of the gap between greetings, Huang Xiaomu took a random look and suddenly found that what the dean said was true. The girls in class 26 of senior high school accounted for only one-third of them and all of them were dinosaurs. Nima, this is unscientific!

Although he was in a bad mood, Huang Xiaomu still smiled hypocritically. Humans have to be good at disguising to survive.

"I'm Yang Lu, the class leader of Senior 26, you can call me Teacher Yang." Teacher Yang said again.

Huang Xiaomu called out obediently: "Hello, Teacher Yang."

Teacher Yang smiled and nodded, then whispered close to Huang Xiaomu's ear as if he suddenly remembered something: "Are you still having conflicts with your father?"

"Ah? My dad has been dead for many years. I think it's too late for him. How could he have conflicts with him?" Huang Xiaomu said in a daze, what is it all about? It seems that his dad's appearance rate is very high today.

"What? Your father already..." Yang Lu was taken aback. If she said that, who was it that called him this morning?No wonder he said he didn't live with his son. It turned out that the phone call was separated by two worlds.

As expected of being a liberal arts student, Yang Lu didn't have the slightest sense of being deceived. Instead, she began to lament her father's love. What kind of love is this? It can transcend life and death and still worry about her son after death... So the facts prove that They are all sentimental, and they all believe in things that go against science, so marry a wife and try to marry a liberal arts girl. Not only is she beautiful, full of poetic romantic feelings, but more importantly, she is easy to cheat!

Thinking of Yang Lu's eye circles also turning red, she patted Huang Xiaomu's shoulder with some emotion, but at this moment Huang Xiaomu suddenly remembered Shi Mengfan's words, and he will be his father in the future, so Huang Xiaomu reacted instantly Then he grabbed Yang Lu's hand: "Mr. Yang, you misheard just now. I said that my father has been away on business for a long time and I miss him very much."

Huang Xiaomu's expression was very natural, so the sentimental Yang Lu naturally believed Huang Xiaomu's words, and then asked suspiciously: "Then when I called your father this morning, what did he say that you ran away from home?"

I went to this nima and sued the boss, no wonder Shi Mengfan seemed very upset when he called just now... Huang Xiaomu slandered in his heart for a while but immediately replied: "Maybe I was late today, he didn't understand the situation and You want to help me out, we have a strong relationship." Huang Xiaomu smiled hypocritically.

"So that's the case. It seems that I blamed him wrongly." Yang Lu nodded and pointed to an empty seat in the last seat: "You should sit behind Min Haoxuan first, you are a little short, and I will take you back when get out of class is over. Adjust it again."

Min Ho-hyun?When Huang Xiaomu heard this name, he was so moved that he was so moved that his face was full of Nima, it really pays off!The donkey's head is wrong, and the words Huang Xiaomu chanted in his heart are very smooth. He ran over and sat down on the last seat, then looked at Yang Lu with a smile: "Mr. Yang, I'll just sit here." Don't bother to adjust my seat again when get out of class is over."

"Can you see the blackboard?" Yang Lu asked with some doubts.

067 Who Said I Need to Look at the Blackboard

Huang Xiaomu pretended to glance at the blackboard twice, but in fact he only saw the back of the boy's head in front of him, but his answer was very positive: "I can see it clearly, the font is not too big or small, just right."

The corner of Yang Lu's mouth twitched: "There is nothing written on the blackboard."

Huang Xiaomu scratched his hair and said embarrassingly: "I'm talking about a hypothesis, assuming there are words on the blackboard, my position is definitely the best for sight."

"Really no need to adjust?" Yang Lu was still a little worried: "Don't be afraid of trouble. You can't make up for one minute in class and one hour in class. Our purpose of sitting here is to improve your grades and test an ideal exam.