"I ...... No, it's not, Zhengrong, your brain isn't burned out!?" Yan Long stared at Yu Zhengrong with wide eyes, his face full of incredulity, "Do you know what you were talking about just now?"

"I know!" Yu Zhengrong twisted his eyebrows, seeing that Yan Long still didn't write his name, he simply snatched the notebook, and directly waved his pen and filled in his name behind Xiang Wan's name.

"Me!" Yan Long was really dumbfounded.

And Yu Zhengrong's operation also stunned others, and almost instantly, Yu Zhengrong became the brightest star in the classroom.

"Zhengrong, what are you doing!" Xi Zhonghao stretched his neck and shouted at Yu Zhengrong, "You are not afraid to go back and your father will lock you up!"

"Bang!", Yu Zhengrong threw the book with the name filled in to Yan Long, and glared back at Xi Zhonghao, "Shut up!"

"I ......" Xi Zhonghao's cheeks twitched, and he was completely defeated by Yu Zhengrong's willfulness. At this moment, he could already imagine what kind of hideous expression Yu Zhengrong would have after learning about this.

Forget it, forget it, no matter what, when did this young master Yu not go his own way, and once made people worry about it? But he and Yan Long were bitter, but I was afraid that Father Yu's nagging would be indispensable when the time came.

Yan Long looked at Yu Zhengrong blankly, he had the heart to speak but didn't dare, he had no choice but to continue to complete the task at hand.

Because at the beginning of Yu Zhengrong, half of the thirty-two students filled in their names, and the rest were either pro-Tong factions, or they did have family business to inherit in their families, so they had to choose.

Song Yuepeng looked at the name on the paper, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "Don't be impatient, everyone, Leng Shao will come up with the question later, and the result should be known tomorrow morning!"

"Ah, do you still have to ask questions?Teacher, do you know what Leng Shao has to ask?" Some students looked worried, "Don't be a math problem in the second half of the semester!"

If that's the case, wouldn't there be only Xiang Wan and Dong Xiaoxiao in the class? Well, no, Dong Xiaoxiao has no chance, I'm afraid that I won't have a chance to cheat this time.

"Hehe, this teacher doesn't know. Song Yuepeng chuckled, "Okay, let's look at page 17 of the textbook first and preview it." ”

Naturally, the list should be handed over as soon as possible.

In the principal's office, six or seven people stood around the table, but none of them sat down. The only one sitting at the scene was Leng Changlin behind the desk.

The twenty-one-year-old young man is full of spirit, has a calmness and composure that his peers do not have, is dignified and proud, and flutters like the wind, which is really eye-catching.

Everyone knows that this Leng Changlin is the grandson of Leng Yueshan who has been looking for a full twenty years, but no one expected that this man who has lived in the mountain village for twenty years will not hide his flaws, and he will be more graceful and magnanimous than those who have been immersed in wealth for many years.

Leng Changlin's face was flat, and he couldn't see his emotions when he looked at the list in his hand.

On the side, the principal's back bent slightly, and he couldn't say anything about the young master of the Leng family who met for the second time, not because of the background behind the other party, but because of the pressure from Leng Changlin himself.

is also a descendant of the Leng family, Leng Zhaoyu he has seen more than once, Leng Zhaotong is now studying in the attached middle school, but unlike those two, the principal always feels that this young master Leng has more layers of mystery and unspeakable ...... Coercion?

It's really strange, generally speaking, this kind of coercion is only available to people who have been in the top position for a long time, how can a child be ......