Chapter 109: I like to mention a copy of my winter vacation homework

Zheng Mo also immediately noticed this small movement, and he put his hand around Zhan Muqing's shoulder, "Teacher Zhan is also very interested, right?

Zhan Muqing glanced at Zheng Mo with disgust: "Hand." ”

Really, is it still so twisted after so long? Zheng Mo had no choice but to put his hand down and honestly relay all the words Li Xi said.

"It's getting more and more complicated. Hu Tong sighed.

"If Li Xi really found the paparazzi, then I can continue to track the next one. There's no damn firewall there. Jiang Chuanming spoke.

"Why are you making so much trouble, wouldn't it be nice to confront that woman directly? Aren't we okay now? Is this matter important?" Lin Zuodao was a little incomprehensible beside him.

The old lady of the Lin family swept everyone's expressions, and pulled Lin Zuodao out of the door: "You don't understand those things, don't trouble them, accompany grandma to visit your school first!"

The voices of the two gradually drifted apart, and Zhan Muqing slowly spoke, "What Lin Zuodao said is not unreasonable. Now we don't even know who is behind it, and the only thing we know for sure is that this is not the simple rules of your circle that we thought before. Since the other party is not moving now, we don't have to chase them away anymore and see what they want to do in the end. On the paparazzi's side, you can track it down again if you have time. As for Zheng Mo, you still owe your brother an apology. ”

"Huh?" Zheng Mo originally listened carefully to Zhan Muqing's analysis, but suddenly a sharp mountain road with eighteen bends knocked him out, "Why?"

"Your brother specifically looked for me before he entered the classroom, and I also learned some information by the way. But there are some things that I think are better for you to confess to each other. Zhan Muqing pushed his glasses, "Okay, this matter will end here first." Don't think about what you don't have every day, just have a good New Year after writing the assigned homework. Happy New Year in advance. ”

Hu Tongjiang's fame was also naturally followed, and he saw Teacher Zhan go away.

However, Zheng Mo still chased out of the classroom door.

"Are you going to go with me to interview the parents, and sign them by the way?" Zhan Muqing felt that Zheng Mo had been following him, and he was a little helpless.

"You said that Zheng Shu talked to you before, and asked me to apologize to him, did he say anything bad about me?"

"Zheng Mo, I suspect now that you are only three years old. Adults are not as boring as you. If you have any questions, please go and ask your brother. I've made it clear. ”

“... I don't want to talk to him. Zheng Mo said awkwardly.

Zhan Muqing simply laughed angrily, "So in addition to being responsible for your studies and your psychological state, am I also responsible for solving your family conflicts now?"

“... ...”

"That's good, you write one more piece of composition, the topic is called me and my brother, ask for true feelings, more than 800 words, Teacher Zeng will tell her. This is the job. Don't do the kind where I can deduct credit. Zhan Muqing glanced at Zheng Mo, who was stunned, showed a kind smile, and quickly left Zheng Mo's side.

Zheng Mo looked at Zhan Muqing who was far away, slapped his chest twice, and said tremblingly, "Zhan Muqing.... You... Communiqué personal vendetta! What a cruel heart!"

Jiang Chuanming and Hu Tong, who witnessed the whole process in the back, passed by his body and patted his shoulder sympathetically: "Why bother." ”

Hu Tong still has a little humanity, and warmly reminded: "I calculated, I can still write an essay every day before the start of school!

Jiang Chuanming pulled Hu Tong's schoolbag, "If you're gone, you won't be able to catch the plane." ”

Hu Tong immediately said goodbye to Zheng Mo in the petrochemical.

The north wind howled, blowing Zheng Mo gloriously shedding a line of clear snot.

This simply adds to the already unaffluent holiday.

In the end, he went through 37 tangled mental struggles, canceled 11 voice calls, and still mustered up the courage to dial the phone he had never made before.

- "If I'm not mistaken, we only met two hours ago. Is there something wrong?" The male voice on the other side didn't have any special tone, but when he said this, it still made Zheng Mo clench his fists.

"Where are you?" Zheng Mo spat out a few words.

"What?" Zheng Shu showed a hint of surprise.

"I said, 'Where are you?' There's something I want to ask. Zheng Mo's toes were curled together.

"That's fine. I'll give you the address. Zheng Shu's words were raised at the end of his words.

Zheng Mo quickly rushed to the place that Zheng Shu told him.

At this time, the two brothers each sat at one end of the table, looking at each other without saying a word.

A spark appeared in Zheng Mo's eyes, and he spit out word by word: "Wouldn't it be good for you to tell me directly to meet at home?"

"I'm afraid you've forgotten your home. Zheng Shu said calmly and relaxedly.

"You fart! Sure enough, I hate that you are a physiological reaction!" Zheng Mo snapped the case.

At this time, Ms. Cheng Hong, who was next to her, hurriedly stood up and comforted her youngest son: "Oh Momo, it's also convenient for your brother to give the driver's address when he says this..."

"I haven't asked you yet!" Zheng Mo was even more angry when he saw that his mother was persuading him, "Why are you at home? I asked you, didn't you say you were abroad! Gang up to lie to me! Mom! How can you do this!"

"......"Ms. Cheng Hong knew that she was wrong, and she also stepped back in a gloomy manner, "I'll go pour some water for the two of you." ”

Leave the scene quickly.

"Okay, what kind of man is angry at my mother?" Zheng Shu said, "I'm very busy, just ask whatever you want." ”

Zheng Mo looked at Zheng Shu's home clothes, and stepped on a pair of pink plus-size cat cotton slippers, and his anger dissipated in an instant.

He also calmed down a little and asked, "What did you talk to Zhan Muqing about today?"

"It's just some of the things that parents talk about. I'm sure you're not interested in knowing. ”

"Do you think I'm really a three-year-old? I'll believe what you say?"

"Aren't you?" Zheng Shu asked rhetorically.

Zheng Mo was asked by Zheng Shu, and he was a little unconfident: "... So what exactly did you talk about?"

"Oh, okay. I did talk to Zhan Muqing about other things, I originally thought that he was just a gardener who plunged into the education career, but I didn't expect that things in the enterprise could also be talked about. I underestimated him. ”

"Is it a company?"

"It's not too stupid. ”

"Anything else?" Zheng Mo asked.

"Do you know what you're trying to do?" Zheng Shu frowned.

Realizing that his attitude was a bit strong, Zheng Mo explained, "I just, just finish my homework." ”

"Oh?"

"Don't sell it!"

"Well, it's the old days. Zheng Shu slowly raised his eyes.