Secretary Mu finally didn't hit the street, he took a mouthful of quick-acting heart-saving pills, slowed down for almost half an hour, and his face finally slowly turned normal. A group of people on the side frightened him a lot, and the 120 emergency doctors who rushed to him quickly measured Secretary Mu's blood pressure, left a little life-saving medicine, and turned his head to leave, but he was stopped by a large group of leaders, and begged the emergency doctor to take people away. Otherwise, Secretary Mu is going to die here, and he really can't tell if he has a mouth.

After all, the residual heat of the prodigy turmoil has not completely subsided, and once the fact that the two top-level leaders of the "Qujiang Nandu Daily" are hung in front of the prodigy is settled, even if only one newspaper with a similar nature to the "Qujiang Nandu Daily" jumps out and mourns the death of the rabbit and the fox, and then comes up with a conspiracy theory, the brains of the masses will definitely be washed on the spot as smooth and flat as the pigeon brains in the textbooks, and they will take the initiative to serve as guns for others one after another.

Dongou City's propaganda system has just gone through a big battle, and if you want to do it again in a short time, you really can't afford to spend your vitality!

After leaving Bailifang Primary School, halfway through hearing that Gong Changji had entered a foreign Chinese junior high school with the two heads of "Qubao", and quickly ran back to support Liang Yanhong, Zheng Aifen and Wang Lan, the group surrounded Secretary Mu, and did not let this goods continue to watch Lin Miao's performance.

In order to prevent further irritation of Secretary Mu, causing Secretary Mu to burp on the spot on the acidic red soil of Dongou City, a group of them even cruelly drove the innocent Lin Miao back to the classroom to accept the care of his beautiful aunt.

Zhang Youwei listened to the nonsense of Wang Lan and a few people, and when Lin Miao really almost killed a division-level leader, she was so frightened that she even locked the door of the classroom. After Lin Miao was driven back to her seat, she muttered that she was not David Copperfield, what is the point of locking the door, just with my physical fitness, if you don't lock it, I won't be able to escape!

By the time the bell rang for the third period, Friday, when there was only one last "art class" left, was actually over.

Lin Miao dozed off boredly, feeling ruined for forty minutes, originally he wanted to apologize to Sha Yang today and tell him the true meaning of "sand sculpture". It's a pity that God won't let it, it seems that Mr. Sha is really related to that name.

Lin Miao packed her schoolbag and got up to go to the music classroom upstairs. Zhang Youwei stopped him and insisted on checking the paper first. Lin Miao couldn't help it, she was dragged by Zhang Youwei for almost ten minutes, and the bell rang for half a day in the fourth class, so she finally passed it all. Zhang Youwei was full of joy after reading the volume, and her flaming red lips stamped Lin Miao's face, Lin Miao was so angry that she immediately shouted: "Auntie, we are all people with objects, we can't be so casual anymore! I don't care what my uncle thinks, but my Lily will definitely be jealous!"

Zhang Youwei was so angry with Lin Miao that her liver hurt, just by herself, Jiang Yang would rather risk a sentence and want to taste it, this little ghost is good, and he has to denounce her cheaply? Who is your aunt!

Zhang Youwei gritted her teeth and rubbed Lin Miao's head, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! If you talk nonsense again, your aunt will ignore you in the future!"

Lin Miao stared at Zhang Youwei silently and didn't speak.

Zhang Youwei's whole face suddenly turned red like a fire, she covered her head and lowered her head in front of Lin Miao, her long straight black hair scattered weakly. Lin Miao sighed, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Auntie, you must pay attention to safety at night in the future, and girls must learn to protect themselves." With that, he walked out of the room lightly.

Oh, my uncle is mighty. I actually took it in a month and a half.

How exactly did Nima do it?

Descend your head, is the South Seas black witchcraft?......

After a long time, waiting for Lin Miao to walk away, Zhang Youwei suddenly jumped up, screamed a few times in the empty classroom, and then patted her hot face, and couldn't stop muttering: "Zhang Youwei, are you crazy?

……

Lin Miao didn't want to think about Jiang Yang's methods anymore, anyway, the natural skills were not in the same system, and he couldn't learn them at all.

Besides, if you look handsome like yourself, you can just rely on your face, since you can push off the high ground all the way, then you still spend effort to learn skills and spend money to buy equipment and dry hair?

"Besides, I've got Lily......"

An old man whose real age is in his thirties and has not yet broken the body of a child, Tian said shamelessly.

Walking on thin legs that are not as thick as the arms of other children, he hummed and went up to the fourth floor.

Standing in the corridor, Lin Miao heard the sound of Wu Lindong lecturing in the music classroom.

The world is so small, Lin Miao, Luo Li and Xiaoxiao's piano teacher Zhong Chuhui's fiancé in the Children's Palace were actually invited to be teachers in foreign Chinese junior high schools, and it is said that Zhang Youwei, who is also a lecturer at Ou University, recommended it.

However, Wu Lindong, the teacher, his class is obviously much easier than Zhang Youwei.

As long as you come once a week, it will take 40 minutes at a time, and the money will be collected according to the class hours, I heard that it is 200 yuan per class, and according to the prices of this era, it is simply expensive, and it is completely Wu Ningxiang who got to be a mascot in order to cope with the assessment of the Education Bureau.

And Wu Lindong, as a music teacher, is not in the rules of class, music, art, labor skills - that is, handicraft classes, every other week, there are few practical operations, these few weeks, has been instilling art theory to the children who have just entered junior high school, the last class is actually about the characteristics of the bronzes of the Yin Shang period, Axi bar is simply listening to Lin Miao is so happy.

"In these few classes, we have been talking about art, from the simplest murals of the primitive matriarchal society in the Paleolithic Age, to the styles of various ritual utensils in the slave society, now, can any students tell me, through what I said, what new understanding and ideas do you have for the word 'art'?" Wu Lindong stood on the podium and asked gently.

A group of children under the stage who have basically not received this kind of cultural influence, all of them are a little blind.

And in the last row of the classroom, a large group of leaders are more blind than the children.

Secretary Mu and Manager Shi nodded at each other, and they were both amazed by the teaching level of foreign Chinese junior high school——

Liang Yanhong and them, after all, still failed to stop Secretary Mu, who was still desperate to fight. At Lao Mu's insistence, everyone had no choice but to accompany him to listen to this last class. And in order to minimize the risk, Jiang Shengshan even gave Zhang Youwei a task to drag Lin Miao as much as possible. It's a pity that the plan can't keep up with the changes......

Just when the leaders in the room were forced by Wu Lindong to ask a very high question, they wondered whether the threshold of quality education was a little higher for ordinary students, and a crisp answer suddenly sounded outside the classroom: "I have something to say!"

When the words fell, Jiang Shengshan turned his head sharply, and was shocked to find that Lin Miao was actually standing outside the classroom, and Liang Yanhong on the side was even more frightened, and shouted: "Can't say it!"

"Why can't you say it?" Wu Lindong was full of the rebellious spirit of a university teacher, "If the child wants to speak, he should encourage it!

A group of little kids immediately burst into flames and shouted, "Let him speak!"

Lin Miao stood at the door of the classroom, slightly feeling that the scene was a little wrong.

He touched his belly and said to himself: "Being pregnant is like being pregnant, Zhou Xingxing is honest and I don't ...... deceive"