Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Old Perverted Cat
Song Ming knew that Hu Xiaolong was just being used as a gun, so he didn't plan to delve deeper, and said with a smile: "You don't have to roll down, just go back to your seat obediently." ”
Hu Xiaolong meekly returned to his position, and the provocation crisis was lifted, which made the group of children below very excited:
"Wow, Teacher Song, it turns out that you are a serious martial arts master, and you hide it deep enough!"
"Teacher Song, are you a master hidden in the folk? Will you be able to lightning five times in a row? Play one for us to see!"
"Teacher Song, is your sect still recruiting people now, help me book a place in advance, otherwise I will advise you to rat tail juice!"
Bang bang---
Song Ming slapped the table twice, and after the class was quiet again, he asked loudly, "Can we start classes normally now?"
"Of course you can!Teacher Song, why don't you teach us your mouth cannon kung fu? Our sixth class is always at a disadvantage when it comes to spraying people in the campus post bar, and I'm afraid that the title of keyboard warrior will not be guaranteed if we continue like this!"
"Teacher Song, why don't you teach us kung fu, let's go to the end of the world with a sword?
“......”
Seeing the laughter and laughter in the audience, Song Ming couldn't help but secretly sigh to himself: "It's good to be young!"
After a busy day, I thought that solving the internal worries in the class would be peaceful for a while, but I didn't expect the external trouble to come soon.
At the end of work, Song Ming came to the carport, but what he saw was the wreckage of a small electric donkey that had been bought for two days!
"Young people nowadays really don't talk about martial arts--- Song Ming was furious: "Forget about the flower body, even the wheel of the car was unloaded for me, this is what people do?"
Looking around, he didn't find any suspicious characters, so Song Ming had to take Zhong Ruyue to the security room not far from the carport to inquire about the news.
In the security room, there was an old man in his early fifties, who was squinting at the anti-Japanese drama.
"Uncle, come, smoke a cigarette. Song Ming smiled and handed over Genhuazi.
Song Ming doesn't smoke himself, but he carries a pack of cigarettes with him, and this trick is still learned from the fat man.
According to the fat man, things like cigarettes are a good stepping stone, as long as they are delivered in time, it is easy to ask someone for a small favor or something.
"Yo, Huazi ---" The uncle took it and grinned: "Young man, you look very good-looking, are you a new teacher from the school?"
"I'm a trainee teacher. Song Ming smiled and said, "Uncle, my newly bought electric car is well placed in the carport, and it is so bad that it doesn't look good, and there is no monitoring there, look at this ---"
"That's your car!"
When the uncle heard half of it, he understood Song Ming's intention, and asked mysteriously: "Young man, did you offend someone in school?"
Song Ming shook his head: "This is my first day here for an internship. ”
"That's weird. ”
The uncle poked out half of his head and glanced at each other, and after confirming that it was safe, he whispered: "Young man, let me tell you, don't say that you said it! This afternoon, two people did enter the carport. ”
"When I heard the noise, I went over and took a look, they were ruining your car! They were the logistics director of our school, so I didn't dare to ask, I didn't think I saw it. ”
"That's right. Song Ming had an eyebrow in his heart: "Uncle, what is the name of your logistics director?"
"Dong Rui. ”
"Thank you, uncle, I'll settle accounts with him!"
Seeing that Song Ming rolled up his sleeves and was about to do it, the uncle hurriedly persuaded: "Young man, if you have something to say, don't mess around, the logistics director is not an easy master to deal with!"
"Don't hide it from uncle, I'm more difficult to deal with than him!"
"......" Uncle raised his throat in his heart: "Don't say that I said it!"
"Must be ---"
Without the little electric donkey, Song Ming had to take Zhong Ruyue to squeeze the bus together.
"Didn't you say you were going to settle accounts with the logistics director?"
Unexpectedly, Zhong Ruyue was still a little girl who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and she wanted to watch Song Ming stage a scene of fighting bullies.
"I mean it to the uncle, are you still serious?" Song Ming said in his heart that this little girl is quite strong: "I'm just a little trainee teacher, to provoke the logistics director, isn't that uncomfortable for myself?"
"Cut, hypocrisy. Zhong Ruyue pursed her lips in disappointment.
After a day of getting along, she and Song Ming have become familiar with each other a lot, and now they will take the initiative to speak.
After returning to the small courtyard, Song Ming grabbed the Tai Chi cat that was catching insects in the vegetable garden, and took it back to the room to torture him strictly!
"Oreo, you tell me honestly, did you heal the wound on Satsuki's face?"
Oreo is the name given by Lin Ziyi to the Taiji cat, which is both vivid and vivid, and the most rare thing is that the Taiji cat, who has always been very rebellious, accepted this nickname very calmly.
"Meow ---"
Tai Chi Cat shook her head arrogantly while calling: This has nothing to do with me!
"That's it---" Song Ming smiled mysteriously and sighed: "Oh--- money is really tight in the past two days, and you have no money to buy cat food! Anyway, you have learned to grab things to eat by yourself now, and if the cat food is stopped for ten days and half a month, it shouldn't be a big problem." ”
"Meow!"
Tai Chi cat is so angry that he is furious, look, is this talking about human words?
How big is my meal, you don't have a little bit of a slave in your heart?Aren't the insects in the vegetable garden even good enough to plug between your teeth!?
"You're still not telling the truth?" The more angry the Taiji cat was, the more proud Song Ming became.
He has long figured out this guy's temperament, a typical toast without eating and drinking!
"Meow ---"
After all, he was a hand-picked minion, and Taiji Cat knew that he couldn't do it, so he had to nod reluctantly.
"Hey!" Song Ming was unhappy: "I've been injured a lot, why haven't I seen you so attentive?"
"Meow ---"
Tai Chi Cat turned his head arrogantly, raised his paw and pointed to the mirror on the wall: You don't look at what you look like!
Song Ming's face couldn't be darker, and he scolded hatefully: "You old pervert!"
But then again, Zhong Ruyue is really good-looking.
Smart eyes, delicate eyebrows, half-length shawl and broken hair, a delicate and small face has not fully grown, it has already released a breathtaking charm, and I don't know how beautiful it will be in the future.
Song Ming recalled that when Lin Ziyi came to visit him, the Tai Chi cat was also very enthusiastic, daring to love this old perverted cat only favors beautiful girls, right?
"Oreo, you see you're not too young now, are you?"
Song Ming gently stroked the round little head melon of the Tai Chi cat, and said in a very seductive voice:
"Many cats of your size are already self-reliant and earn their own cat food!
"Meow?"
Song Ming's expectant gaze like an old father made Tai Chi Mao's heart furious.
"Our pharmaceutical company is now in a critical period of becoming bigger and stronger, how about you dedicate your saliva to help your beloved sister Ziyi achieve her wish?"