This Guy is Wrong

  Chapter 950 The First Encounter (19)

   It’s the Cultural Festival in a blink of an eye.

  The order of performances is arranged according to the type of program, there are two programs in Class 22 and 3 of Senior High School.

  Chuzheng was watching from the background, and suddenly a teacher came in: "A leader will come to participate in the cultural festival in a while, everyone pay attention, don't make mistakes!!"

"what?"

   "Why didn't you give advance notice?"

   "That's right, why did you say it at this time?"

  The busy teachers in the background immediately fried the pot.

   "The leader also came here on a temporary basis. The principal didn't even know about it. He didn't notify until the car entered the school!"

   Everyone looked at each other.

   But for this sake, I can only bite the bullet.

   Hope nothing goes wrong.

   But the less you want to make mistakes, the easier it is to make mistakes.

  The school's sound system was suddenly broken.

   "Mr. Su, are you responsible for the audio?"

  Someone called Su He.

   "It's not me." Su He shook his head, looked towards Chuzheng, and said, "Mr. Ruan is in charge."

  People watching from the side, the pot came from the sky.

It's not my business!

  Su He continued to explain: "I have to be busy with other things, so I let Mr. Ruan take charge of this matter. Mr. Ruan, after the last meeting, I told you, did you forget?"

   Chuzheng: "..."

I do not know how?

   Didn't you come to ask me last time, did you see anything you left in the dormitory?

   Why did you tell me about the sound system?

   But when the meeting came out, many teachers saw Chuzheng and Su He standing together.

  Su He said that he told Chuzheng at that time, and even if no one heard what they were talking about, he would still believe it now.

   "Mr. Ruan, what happened to the sound, didn't you check it?"

  The teachers looked at Chuzheng with reproach.

   Su He was innocent on the face, but secretly hooked the corner of his lower lip.

   "Can it still be repaired?"

   "How to fix it, we can't." Now they don't know what's wrong, they just know how to fix it without any sound.

   "Where are we going to get it in a short time? The leaders are here."

   "Mr. Ruan is also..."

   At this time, arguing and arguing is not interesting, it will only make things worse.

   "I will solve it, you guys are busy."

   "Mr. Ruan, how do you solve it?" Su He said, "It will start in an hour."

   "It's not that it hasn't started yet." Chuzheng looked at her and said word by word.

  Dog stuff for me waiting!

   Chuzheng left with his cell phone.

   If you have money, let alone one set of stereos, ten sets of stereos can be solved in one hour.

The    sound was delivered quickly, and they couldn't understand the brand, but during the audition, they found that this thing was much better than the one from their school.

   There are also professionals who help with installation and debugging, which is much better than they do it by themselves.

  Su He stood beside him, his teeth itching with anger.

   She can solve this!

   A teacher searched, and was scared by the price to the point that he dropped his cell phone.

   "Mr. Ruan, did you rent this speaker?"

"bought."

  “…”

Did Mr. Ruan win the lottery? !

   Just such a set of stereos, how many years of salary! !

When    Chuzheng came out like this, who still remembers what happened just now, only remembers her generosity and the speed with which she solved the problem.

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   Su He was so angry that he died.

   Where did she get so much money... There must be something wrong.

   A teacher came over: "Mr. Su, what's wrong with you?"

   "It's fine." Su He immediately restrained his expression.

   "Drink some water, I'll be busy in a while."

   "Thank you." Su He took the water and took a sip.

   "Mr. Su, you are here, look at this, we will follow this order later."

  Su He put the water next to him and took the information handed over.

"is that OK?"

"no problem."

   "Then I'll make arrangements like this." The teacher left with the materials.

   Su He was also about to leave, she turned around, the arc of her hand was too large, and she knocked over the glass of water she put in just now.

"what!"

  The place where Su He put the water was a piano. I don’t know who opened the keyboard cover, and the glass of water was all splashed on the piano keys.

  Su He seemed frightened and covered his hand.

  What happened just now?

   "It's over, it's over." The teacher next to Su He was at a loss, the water penetrated extremely fast, and all entered the piano keys.

  This piano is sponsored by the principal because it is needed in the program.

  I heard what the principal said about the commemorative edition. Now money can't buy it.

   The other teachers heard the voice and also gathered around.

   "Mr. Su, why are you so careless?"

   "No..." Su He's face paled a bit: "It's not me."

   "Why not you, you just put water on it yourself and knocked it over."

   "It's not really me." Su He explained.

   She didn't know what was going on just now, her arm seemed to be cramping suddenly, and she didn't obey.

   However, at the time someone was watching, Su He is now quibbling, completely unconvincing.

  Chuzheng stood in the distance watching the farce over there, and walked out of the backstage slowly, hiding his merit and fame.

  【…】You can go to your uncle’s merit and fame.

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   Chuzheng walked to Class 22 of Senior 3. At this time, most of the people came in. Meng Yu was sitting in the front row, chatting and laughing with others.

   Seeing Chuzheng coming over, Meng Yu's face was a little ugly.

   The hatred for cutting the show will never be shared!

   Chuzheng glanced at him flatly, and counted the number of people at get off work.

  Qiao Lu sat alone in the corner, the light could not reach him, and the whole person was shrouded in shadows, unprovoked and desolate.

   Chuzheng passed through the reserved passage, Qiao Rong noticed someone coming and looked up at her.

"teacher."

   "Sit over."

  Qiao Lu looked at the position facing the stage over there, and then looked at the vacant seat next to him.

"Oh."

   He moved to the side, Chuzheng sat next to him.

   The unfamiliar yet familiar cold fragrance slowly swept away from the tip of the nose.

  Qiao Lu's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, but in just an instant, he returned to calm.

   "Teacher, you can't see it here." Qiao Yan removed his hand from the back of the chair, and his voice was cautious: "Why do you want to sit here, teacher?"

   Chuzheng crossed his legs, and the big guy poses very skillfully: "Why do you want to sit here?"

  Qiao Lu glanced in the direction of the stage, there was no light, it was a little dark.

  Qiao Lu said slowly, "I'm not interested."

   "I'm not interested either." Chuzheng picked up his reason and said.

  Qiao Lu looked back, just wanting to take up the topic, and asked casually, "What is the teacher interested in?"

   "You."

  “…”

  The air was inexplicably quiet.

  Qiao Lu's heart trembled, the quiet aroma lingered on the tip of his nose, and his heart beat like a drum.

   "Teacher...what are you talking about?"

"nothing."

  Chuzheng got up and left, she took two steps and turned back, leaning over to look at Qiao Tan: "Keep the seat for me, I'll be back later."

  Qiao Lu looked at the face that was so close at hand, and the throbbing in his heart became more obvious.

   He opened his lips, but before he said anything, Chu Zheng left quickly.

   Qiao Lu touched his chest, a little dazed and a little puzzled.

   (end of this chapter)