Chapter 21: What an interaction

"I hate this kind of sanctimonious guy the most!" Lan Xiao obediently squeezed his little pink fist, and looked at the school director and the new principal who had left the stage with disgust. "I guess his son is not a good thing. ”

"So you have to be careful. Tang Xiaocao smiled, his purpose was to remind Lan Xiaoliang to guard against the new principal. Lan Xiaoliang looks sweet and delicate, as long as he shows his head, it is impossible not to attract the attention of men, if the principal has other intentions, he is just a student from another school, and he has no ability to compete with that person.

"Haha, don't worry, if he dares to provoke me, he will die!" A certain woman still looks like she is not afraid of heaven and earth, and she can see that the people around her are full of black lines. Yes, when you meet this heartless master, all the words are in vain.

"It's a performance in the third year of high school, you go backstage, I'm here waiting to watch your performance. Tang Xiaocao sighed, took half a bottle of Coke from a woman's hand and wanted to help her up.

Lan Xiaoliang ignored the big hand that reached out to help her, jumped up from the chair and ran in the direction of the backstage. "Look at it, this witch's dancing skills are guaranteed to impress you!" while running, he didn't forget to promote himself.

"It's really stinky, senior, it's not hot, can I buy you an ice cream?"

"Senior, drink green tea, drinking too much cola is not good for your health......"

"Senior, give you a chair cushion, I made it myself. ”

“……”

All kinds of small gifts and caring and thoughtfulness came to her face, and Tang Xiaocao was "happily" surrounded by the girls of the girls' school.

"I'm sorry, I have a girlfriend......" The words of refusal were completely drowned in a bunch of squeaks, Tang Jixin pinched his eyebrows, it is better for Lan Xiao to be here, and his side was immediately quiet. In other words, why is the little girl so deterrent?

Of course he didn't know that on the first day of school, Lan Xiaoliang beat three prickly-headed girls who were looking for trouble with her into the infirmary, and on the second day, she glued the other five girls who bullied her classmates to their seats, and on the third day, she filled the teacher's desk with cockroaches, rats and other simulation molds......

Now that she has been in the girls' school for nearly a month, she has already become the most hated and most unprovoked figure in the whole school! As long as everyone sees the target she wants to get close to, even the teacher will retreat first in order to protect herself.

After waiting for nearly 20 minutes, Lan Xiaoliang finally jumped on the stage, and first put on a very difficult pose on stage, landing on one foot, and the other foot was raised high, the neck was tilted up, and the back of the head was attached to the center of the foot.

As the music sounded, the little witch changed her usual lawlessness and grinned, seriously immersed in the artistic atmosphere of dance, and danced affectionately and devotedly. Every action expression is perfectly in place, all kinds of galloping jumps, lower waists, and all the horses are done with great ease, and the people in the audience are dumbfounded, they are a girls' middle school, not an art school, okay? !

"What's this girl's name?" Fu Xinren sat in the car and looked at the stage, he was about to leave, but he was stopped by Lan Xiaoliang on the stage.

"She! The school is a well-known naughty mischievousman, a new transfer this semester, surnamed Lan, called Lan Xiaoliang, home in the field, very rich master, and another rich lady surnamed Luo each sponsored 5 million, and now they are all students in class A of the third year of high school. The school director looked at Lan Xiaoliang with a headache.

This kind of eldest lady from a rich family is the most difficult for those of them who are engaged in educational work, and they cannot be punished according to the school rules when they make mistakes, and they still cause trouble all the time, and even the teachers are afraid of them! Just because of a little Lan Xiao, in less than a month, there are already two female class teachers who are so angry that they plan to resign.

"It turns out that the five million was sponsored by her family, hehe! Lan Xiaoliang seems to be unworthy of the name. Asked her to come to my office on Monday. Fu Zicheng snorted in his mouth, but the coldness crossed his eyes, and he reached out to take off the gold wire frame, wearing glasses obviously made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Zicheng, such a girl with a background, we may not be able to afford it, you better observe more. Fu Xinren instructed, and it was not until Lan Xiaoliang stepped down from the stage after dancing that he signaled the driver to drive.

"Ask the guards, what's going on with the convoy that came in the morning?" Fu Zicheng frowned and remembered another thing that was blocking his heart.

Ling Mofeng's dazzling convoy obviously left a deep impression on the father and son. The two of them couldn't help but have the same suspicion in their hearts, could it be that in addition to those known celebrities and young ladies in the girls' school, there are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers?

"I asked, it was someone from Fengyun Group, just came in and got out of the car, left 20,000 yuan for the security department, and it has been received in the financial account. The director of school affairs hurriedly reported.

"Kidnapping a car? Hehe! The wealth is huge, and 20,000 yuan will treat our school as a garage in the inner courtyard of the family. Anyway, since it is a person from Fengyun Group, it does not hurt to do this convenience a few more times, and it is right to increase the benefits of employees, and do a good job. Director Fu praised it, obviously agreeing with the school's various practices for welfare.

The school director nodded yes and sent the two heavyweights out of the school. Today is the weekend, and after the interactive performance, he can go home and enjoy the holiday with peace of mind.

This side of the stage. Dressed in a blue and white boys' middle school uniform, the yellow hair whistled and walked to the backstage, followed by a group of followers who were also male middle school students.

But there is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them. I didn't expect that the little girl who put him together last night was here!

As soon as Lan Xiaoliang came to the scene, she saw Luo Xueying standing in the background waiting for her with tears in her eyes, and the little sisters immediately hugged each other as soon as they met.

"Xue Ying, you're okay!" Lan Xiaoliang laughed and danced, looking unhappy. She just danced to shock the world, and everyone was shocked by her, and then she felt that she had been forced to practice dance by her mother since she was a child, and she didn't suffer in vain!

"Little girl, I was scared to death, I thought I would never see you again, hmm......" Rococo whimpered. Lan Xiaoliang didn't return all night, how do you know how scared she is, she wants to call the police but doesn't know what to say, and if she doesn't call the police, she is afraid that something will happen to her friends......

"What are you crying about, my sister's life is very big, who dares to bully us will let him walk around without eating!" Lan Xiao patted his little chest heroically, and there was still a sweat on his forehead that was hot from dancing.

"Don't brag, those people last night were black, social, little girl, how did you escape back?" Luo Xueying was full of fear when she thought about it, and glanced at her friend in disgust, sucking tears while taking out a handkerchief to wipe Lan Xiaoling's sweat.

It's obviously a drug dealer, where is the underworld and society. It must be that the surname Shen didn't dare to tell her the truth for fear that his friend would be implicated, even that kid has a little conscience! Lan Xiaoliang didn't want to explain to Miss Luo, who had never seen the world.

"Little sister, do you still recognize my brother?" Huang Mao stepped forward with the steps of a small ruffian, stretched out his head and squeezed between the two girls. He was tall and slender, over 180 in size, and looked like a telephone pole with a bird's head planted in a straw.