After discussing with Lin Lao about opening a medical hall, Jiang Hao returned to school by himself, it was already time to leave school, and when he returned to the class, Jiang Hao saw a shallow dream of serious study, and walked over softly: "You really work hard, and you are still studying?"

Hearing Jiang Hao's voice, Qianmeng looked up at Jiang Hao, just hummed lightly and turned his head to continue studying, but Jiang Hao frowned slightly when he saw it, just now he obviously saw that there were still tears on Qianmeng's face, obviously he had just cried.

"Why are you crying? Someone bullied you when I wasn't there?" Jiang Hao asked with concern.

Asamu shook her head.

"What's the matter, tell me, I might be able to help. Jiang Hao asked anxiously.

Seeing Jiang Hao asking, he sighed and said helplessly: "Alas, in fact, you can't help, but you want to know, I have to tell you." "

"Just now came to call from home, saying that my parents seem to be suffering from a strange disease, and there are many people in the village who have it, and the local county ** has been dispatched, and the preliminary examination is not an infectious disease, but the antidote has not been found yet, saying that it will not last for a few days. As she spoke, tears flowed from her eyes again.

"Look, I said I can help, I know how to heal, ask the teacher for leave, I'll go back with you." Jiang Hao said excitedly.

Light Dream looked at Jiang Hao suspiciously.

"Hurry up, when did you see when I lied to you, last night's speech, if I didn't understand Chinese medicine, would you let me go up and speak?"

When she heard this, she was in a hurry and forgot that Jiang Hao had personally spoken about Chinese medicine at the conference yesterday, so she nodded, packed up her things and ran outside.

Jiang Hao also followed.

But I met Yanran halfway.

"Jiang .... Jiang Hao, last night's incident, I will say sorry to you for Zhao Dashao. Ever since Yan Ran knew that the behind-the-scenes boss of the European Emperor Entertainment Center was Jiang Hao, whenever he remembered what he said to Jiang Hao, he felt that it was too much of a slap in the face.

"Haha, it's okay, I didn't pay attention to it. Jiang Hao was stunned, and he didn't expect Yanran to apologize to himself first, but he really didn't take this matter to heart, after all, Zhao Liqiang was just a scum in Jiang Hao's eyes from beginning to end.

"Thank you, I won't bother you. Seeing that Jiang Hao had forgiven herself, Yan Ran didn't dare to stay any longer and said goodbye to Jiang Hao for a second before leaving.

But when he walked to the academic office, he heard an angry roar inside.

"If you don't want to learn, just say it, don't look for any introduction to the critical illness at home, why don't you say that everyone in your family is dead?" The director of the Academic Affairs Office is a relatively burly teacher, and the students are afraid of him on weekdays, but as a result, Asa Meng was yelled at by him like this, coupled with grievances, tears flowed.

"Give me tears, what did I say wrong about you? Let me tell you, the class you are in is originally a class that can't finish your studies, and letting you poor people go to school is just fooling around!"

In a hurry, the director of the Academic Affairs Office told the real situation of the school.

But the light dream couldn't stay still, after hearing the news, his pupils shrank, and his legs trembled a little: "Director, you didn't say that at the beginning, you said that you can go to that class if you pay less money, as long as you work hard, you can give a graduation certificate, and you can also take the graduate exam." "

Hearing this, the director of the Academic Affairs Office smiled disdainfully, looked at Qianmeng and said, "Are you questioning me?" Then you don't want to study now, I'll expel you now." "

"Don't!" Asa Meng panicked now, you must know that not being able to finish school and being expelled are completely two different concepts, so she must not be expelled from school, otherwise how can she be worthy of her parents who provide for her to go to college.

Asa Meng panicked and threw herself on the director's desk.

The director of academic affairs looked at the appearance of the light dream pear blossom with rain, and then looked her figure up and down, long legs, convex and backward, although she was just an eighteen-year-old freshman, she had the figure she should have, and she was wearing a simple dress, which made the teaching director, who was used to seeing thick makeup, feel that there was a different flavor.

So he couldn't help licking his tongue, his eyes wandering wantonly on the light dream.

"If you don't want to be expelled or if you want to go to school, it's not impossible. The director of the Academic Affairs Office smirked.

When Asa Meng heard this, he immediately asked, "Director, what did you say was the way to go on to higher education?" ”

When the dean saw Asamune's excited appearance, he knew that he was halfway there, and then he smiled evilly, and as he spoke, the claws slowly stretched out to Asamu's legs.

"You just have to be sure to serve ........"

Before the director of academic affairs finished speaking, Asa Meng felt the movement of the director's hand, dodged backwards, and said in horror: "Director, I won't go to school, I'll drop out of school immediately." ”

But who knows, the dean of academic affairs didn't listen at all, and got up and grabbed Asakuni's shoulder to make her unable to move, and the stench kept releasing from her mouth, making Asa Dream feel that her breakfast was going to be disgusted by this unpleasant smell.

"It's too late for you to say it now, you have to serve me well anyway, rest assured that it will be very comfortable. ”

"Help!" Asamu cried out for help in panic.

The dean of academic affairs was also taken aback, and Asa Meng would call for help, and he was negligent when he arrived.

"Little, I'll let you shout!" said that, the director raised his hand and twitched at the light dream.

But who knows, when the hand was about to hit the face of the light dream, he couldn't go down for half a minute, only to see a wrist holding his tightly in the face.

"Who are you!" the director asked, looking at the man.

"The one who beat you!" After speaking, Jiang Hao's hand was slightly forced, the director screamed, and then Jiang Hao raised his hand and slapped again, and the director turned around in place ten times before he fell to the ground, and spit out a few teeth in his mouth.

"Asamu, are you alright? "This person is Jiang Hao, fortunately, he came out with the light dream, otherwise the consequences of the light dream today would be unimaginable.

Qianmeng hadn't recovered from the panic just now, and looked at Jiang Hao with a blank look in his eyes, tears oozing from the corners of his eyes.

"You take a break first, and I'll help you educate this director. Saying that, Jiang Hao put the light dream on the sofa in the office and slowly walked towards the dean of academic affairs.

"Don't come..... Don't come here. The director of academic affairs was pulled away by Jiang Hao, and his speech was inevitably a little leaky.

"Director, what are you talking about? I can't hear you. Jiang Hao showed a harmless smile on his face, squatted in front of the director's face and said.

The director was very frightened when he saw Jiang Hao like this, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I immediately issued a leave certificate." ”

Jiang Hao looked at the director's appearance and smiled with satisfaction, but he still shook his head.

Seeing Jiang Hao like this, the dean of academic affairs was about to cry, thinking to himself when there were such terrible students in his school, this force value is not as good as those rich second generations can achieve, the pain in his wrist has been telling himself, smoking this student has broken his bones all at once.

"Director, since you said that Asamu can't go on to school in Class B of the freshman year, but people still want to go on to higher education, do you think you want to change classes?"

When the dean of academic affairs heard that this was the purpose, although the power of changing classes was not in his hands, he believed that as long as he applied for it, the school would still change it, so for his own sake, he immediately nodded and agreed.