Nervously going out with the old smoker, Zhang Lang was very nervous.

The old smoker's face has always been very dark, so, but from the appearance, there is no change in the old smoker's facial expression.

Although everyone has always called the director of the twenty-first class, called the old smoker, but Zhang Lang thinks that nicknames such as Bao Heitan are more suitable for the old smoker.

Of course, Zhang Lang won't say these things.

If you say it, isn't it purely looking for death?

The old smoker has been taking Zhang Lang to his office.

To be honest, Zhang Lang has never been to the old smoker's office, and he has never entered the office at the level of the director of the department.

The teacher's office, he went several times when he was helping the class representative move the books.

However, those offices are all large collective offices, and usually seven or eight people work together, or a dozen or so teachers, working together.

The old smoker's office is not particularly large, but it is also seventeen or eighteen square meters.

In this office, Zhang Lang smelled a thick smell of smoke, and even on the walls, Zhang Lang could see gray or yellow things.

I don't know how many cigarettes the old smoker smoked in this office.

And in his usual work, Zhang Lang has also seen that several times, several parents who drive luxury cars have come to the old smoker's office to deliver things, without exception, many of them are good tobacco.

And even on the table of the old smoker, Zhang Lang saw the narrow Su Yan.

I don't know why, but there are such cigarettes in the old smoker's office.

Although Su Yan is a good cigarette, it is a cigarette used to smoke for women, why did the old smoker smoke this cigarette?

Could it be that women often come to this office?

But these things are no longer something that Zhang Lang can understand.

Seeing the old smoker open the computer, it seems that he has a file to show himself.

However, in Zhang Lang's opinion, maybe it is those things like early love that he has shown himself.

Therefore, now Zhang Lang is trying his best to find a statement in this regard.

Between him and Su Musha, although it was hazy, nothing really happened, which is easy to explain, the key is how to pass the old smoker.

You know, reversing black and white, the old smoker is no worse than some of the people with minds above the class.

He has been eating tobacco for more than 40 years, and the things on his mind are not something that ordinary people can think of.

Although the old smoker has a bad reputation in the experimental department, he often corporal punishment of students, and can even be said to abuse elementary school students.

But Zhang Lang doesn't have a good impression of the old smoker, nor does he have a bad feeling.

"I heard that you haven't been back to school lately?" The old smoker took a puff of his cigarette.

Zhang Lang couldn't help but be a little surprised to see that the old smoker had already eliminated five cigarettes in just a few minutes.

How big is this person's addiction to smoking?

Such an addiction to smoking will definitely bring down his body.

However, the old smoker has little to do with himself, so Zhang Lang will not be so troubled as to kindly remind this person that smoking will harm his health.

"Yes, I'm moving back in recently." Hearing the old smoker say this, Zhang Lang's heart settled down a little.

He didn't expect that the old smoker specially brought himself here for this one thing.

It seems that my cousin's energy is really everywhere.

I only thought about the school yesterday, but this morning, there was a result.

I don't know how my cousin discussed it with the school leaders.

But Zhang Lang knows that this is not just something that can be done with energy, but also has to have a scary wrist.

It can be said that the cousin must be a strong woman with very strong wrists.

"Oh, let's talk about where and when." After all, the old smoker is a person who has been in society for a long time, so listening to Zhang Lang's tone, you can hear that Zhang Lang must have hidden a lot of things from himself.

Zhang Lang nodded, he didn't want to hide it much.

It's just that there are some things that the old smoker doesn't know.

He never thought that he would be able to hide the old smoker from his words.

At the moment, he confessed that he rented a house in the Peony District, but at noon, he still had to live in the school, and only at night, he would go to live in the house in the Peony District.

This is also Zhang Lang's own original plan.

"Oh, well, the school has been discussing what you said lately." The old smoker took a puff of cigarette and talked to Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang didn't expect that the old smoker would come to him and discuss the things in the school with him.

I heard the old smoker actually say that in the school, he was very disgusted with a half-lived student like him.

There are even leaders who want to dispel this half-pass-and-half-live atmosphere, so that there are no more such students in the school.

Either the school is on campus or the school is lived, there is no such thing as a half-pass and half-residence.

Because it is half-connected and half-lived, it is difficult for everyone to manage.

The half-pass, half-living thing gives students autonomy.

That is, it doesn't matter when you're in school, or when you're not in school.

Half through and half stay, it's okay.

That is to say, even if you go to surf the Internet all night at night, as long as you don't get caught by teachers and parents, then it's okay.

It is because of this incident that the school has a lot of headaches.

Zhang Lang expressed understanding.

But there are so few interesting things in high school.

Surfing the Internet, as well as surfing the Internet overnight, is undoubtedly the best way for students in high school who are overwhelmed by their busy studies to relieve their stress.

Zhang Lang didn't express too much opinion on this matter, just listened to what Zhang Lang should say.

After saying this, the old smoker finally got involved in Zhang Lang's study.

"You haven't been to school in weeks, I wonder how your studies are going?" The old smoker took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Zhang Lang.

What else can the "......" do? When I first took the placement test, I was the bottom three students.

Although, in the experimental class, the penultimate place is placed in the ordinary class, and even the top ten exist.

But the name countdown, after all, makes people feel a little uncomfortable after hearing it.

But there is no way, who let Zhang Lang really take the penultimate test?

Although the actual situation is like this, Zhang Lang is not able to tell everything about it.

So he didn't tell the truth to the old smoker, but just said that he was basically able to do all the questions.

In this way, Zhang Lang followed the old smoker to sign a half-pass and half-live list, and when the time came, if this thing was posted at the door of the dormitory, the teacher who checked the dormitory would naturally let him go after seeing that the student was half-passing.

It won't cause anything like an empty shop.

You know, the matter of empty shops, in high school, is quite serious.

Zhang Lang heard Fei'er say that when a student was empty in the second year of high school, the teachers of the entire grade department began to look for students in the middle of the night.

Later, the student was even given a major demerit instead of a simple warning.

Originally, the old smoker asked Zhang Lang to go back, but since Zhang Lang felt that he had come to the old smoker, he didn't need to come again at night.

So I told the old smoker that I had something to do in my evening self-study and needed to clean up the new house, so I couldn't go to the evening self-study on time.

The old smoker said yes, and with a stroke of the pen, he directly signed the leave note.

Zhang Lang didn't know when the old smoker was so generous and so easy to speak.

But since they have signed a leave of absence for you, then you can continue.

Zhang Lang whistled and returned to work.

I don't know why, the English teacher for the first class didn't come after all.

And when Zhang Lang handed over the half-pass-and-half-live note/child to Fei'er and asked him to help him stick it in the dormitory at night, Fei'er and a few other 617 people shouted.

Half-pass and half-residence, it can be said that it is the ultimate goal among the boarding students.

In this case, it is okay to go out in the middle of the night to surf the Internet and so on.

At that moment, Fei'er even said enviously, if you want to go out to surf the Internet in the future, let Zhang Lang sleep instead of him.

For these things, of course, Zhang Lang agreed.

As for when the time comes, whether it really will be done or not, it will be another matter.

This afternoon's class passed quickly.

I don't know why, Su Musha didn't talk to himself all afternoon, Zhang Lang was stupid.

Maybe something in the morning or noon made this girl angry.

But thinking that he had to hurry back to clean up the house, he said goodbye to a few people at the moment.

"I don't have anything to do in the evening, goodbye." Zhang Lang said to Su Musha.

It stands to reason that among ordinary students, you don't need to be so diligent about where you are going, what you need to do, and what you need to do.

But I don't know why, Zhang Lang always felt that if he didn't talk to Su Musha like this, he would feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Thinking of what Master Mu had said to himself at the beginning, to smooth out his inner affairs, Zhang Lang had no choice but to do this.

"Hmm."

Su Musha's voice was like a mosquito humming, but it also made the people around him drop their eyes in shock.

Oh my God, when did Su Musha need to respond to a male classmate's words?

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes on Zhang Lang are very different.

Even Yang Weinan, the sports committee member above Zhang Lang's class, saw Zhang Lang's eyes turn green, as if Zhang Lang had robbed his horse.

But in Zhang Lang's opinion, Su Musha does not belong to anyone, there is no entanglement of interests between himself and him, he didn't even look at Yang Weinan, and directly pushed the cart out of school.

It was good to ask for leave again, Zhang Lang pushed the car all the way to the north, and came directly to the Guangming Automobile Factory near the school.

Although it is a car factory, bicycles, and the Bright Automobile Factory are also repaired.

"Shout, why are you here, I haven't seen you come to the venue for more than half a year." After the car repair master saw Zhang Lang, he affectionately called him.