"Oh, look at my brain." Leng Xuan pretended to be very annoyed and stomped his feet, and said angrily: "Pan Shao, I'm really sorry, I accidentally slipped just now, and my right hand just pressed on a pile of shit, look at this..."

"What? Shit? Pan Fei stared at the mouse eyes smaller than the glass ball, stared at his right hand, and stretched out his hand far away disgustingly, if the hand was not his own, he would like to cut it off......

"I saw on the TV news in the morning that there was a terrible infectious disease in Yanjing City recently, which was transfected through dog feces, and if you are infected, you may not be able to touch a woman for the rest of your life." Leng Xuan continued to say coldly.

"Two tubes, eighty thousand, go to the hospital quickly, disinfect my hands, no, disinfect my whole body." Pan Fei cried and shouted at his two younger brothers with a sad face, I can't die, there are still a lot of beautiful girls who haven't slept, and there are still a lot of money that haven't been spent.

Pan Fei was carried by the two younger brothers and quickly ran towards the direction of the hospital as he spoke, and Leng Xuan also looked at them speechlessly, do you believe this? ** whose IQ has dropped to a negative number, the more serious he is about his life, the sooner he will die in the end.

What makes Leng Xuan feel the funniest is the name of the two fat and thin followers of the little white face, how can the little brother of the little white face call the name of the mahjong card? Do you want me to grab a few more and make up a thirteen?

"Thank you!" Jiang Xinyi flattened her mouth, reluctantly said a word of thanks, and strode towards the campus after speaking.

"Brother Leng Xuan, you better go wash your hands, be careful of infection, you can't touch women in the future." Tang Hui said with big eyes.

Leng Xuan jumped up and gave a burst on Tang Hui's head, this girl is really the best, it was clearly a nonsense just now, she still believed it, her IQ and that little white face have a fight, think about it, she is really lucky, she has not been deceived by a man to bed until now, and her ancestors have accumulated a lot of virtues.

Leng Xuan walked around the campus like a lost rabbit, and he didn't find where the dean's office was, and now it was the time of class, and there was not a single student on campus.

"Hey, shoot."

Leng Xuan seemed to have picked up a life-saving straw, and strode towards the basketball court, this voice is unique to the basketball court, as long as there are people, then he can successfully find the director of teaching and go through the admission procedures.

On the basketball court, five good-looking boys compete with each other for a basketball bouncing back and forth, each sweating profusely and working hard, this is the last time they play in high school, and they must win the championship and live up to the manager's expectations of everyone.

Leng Xuan saw that a few boys were playing lively, and it was not easy to disturb him, the afterglow of his eyes flashed, and a shadow flashed into his eyes, his black slightly curly hair was draped over his side shoulders, his upper body was wearing a translucent white undershirt, his fair skin was clearly visible, the attractive willow thin waist flashed a hint of charm, and the skinny jeans on the lower body wrapped a pair of slender **, highlighting the rich and elastic buttocks.

"This student, how do I get to the dean's office?" Leng Xuan licked his dry lips, put away his lust, and asked softly.

The girl turned around, a pair of tender eyes looked at Leng Xuan, who was a head taller than her, with love in her eyes, so she had to raise her head and look up, Leng Xuan also looked down with a downward gaze, a fair and delicate melon seed face, delicately distributed with attractive facial features, Leng Xuan's gaze continued to move downward, a touch of white tenderness flashed on the girl's chest, and a deep ravine was squeezed out between the two pairs of giant peaks.

"Did you just arrive?" The girl asked with a wink, not noticing that Leng Xuan was staring at her chest with squinting eyes.

"Oh, yes." Leng Xuan came back to his senses at this time, scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I'm lost, I can't find the office of the teaching director." ”

"Heh, you don't blame you." The girl covered her mouth and smiled, two pink peach petals suddenly appeared on her cheeks, and her bright eyes were bent into a pair of crescent moons.

"What do you mean by that?" Leng Xuan was stunned, what do you mean by this? I can't find a place to say it so justifiably.

"The dean's office is separate from the faculty building and the teaching building, in the innermost part of the campus, in a nondescript bungalow." The girl explained with a smile.

"Oh, I see." Leng Xuan nodded suddenly and said with a smile: "Thank you, beauty, your breasts are really big." ”

Leng Xuan didn't forget to tease before leaving, the girl who said it lowered her head shyly, her face was red and burned until her white and tender neck, and she also admitted that her breasts were a little out of line, and those boys would also stare at it with playful eyes, and they had long been accustomed to it, but it was the first time that a boy said in front of him that his breasts were so big.

"Hey, bro, throw the ball over."

The basketball was accidentally made out of bounds and rolled to the feet of Leng Xuan, who had just walked a short distance, Leng Xuan bent down to pick up the basketball, and with a clever hand in his hand, he threw the basketball high.

The girl's eyes also moved with the arc of the basketball in the air, and the basketball entered the net hollow in response.

"Wow!" The girl screamed incredulously, with a hint of excitement in her eyes, the distance just now was at least thirty meters, and it was definitely not thrown by chance, he must be a basketball master.

"Manager, who was that kid just now?" A member of the basketball team asked curiously, if he could be recruited to the basketball team, this year's championship would be more certain.

"Master." The girl took a deep breath and said heavily.

After Leng Xuan left the basketball court, it took him five minutes to find the low bungalow where the dean of teaching was located between the towering teaching buildings.

In the bungalow, Yao Wenfu, the head teacher in his sixties, arranged a philatelic album on the table, carefully stuffing the stamps he had just received into his precious philatelic album.

"Is this the dean's office?" Leng Xuan asked politely.

Yao Wen raised his head and looked at Leng Xuan standing at the door with disgust, seeing Leng Xuan dressed in tatters, he immediately put away the look of contempt in his eyes, he thought that the son-in-law had bullied someone to come to him for help, and his frowning brows were soothed.

"What's the matter?" Yao Wen asked softly, he is still very polite to the children of poor families, after all, the poor children who can enter this school must study very well.

"I'm here to report." Leng Xuan said lightly.

"Are you Leng Xuan?" Yao Wen asked.

"Yes." Leng Xuan replied truthfully.

"Oh, look at me, I've forgotten my business when I'm old." Only then did Yao Wen remember that the latest head of the military region, Jiang, had called him and said that there was a grandson of an old man who was coming to school.

Yao Wen turned around and opened the cabinet, took out a document from it, and a brand new school uniform, and said very kindly: "Come, child, sign this enrollment agreement." ”

After Leng Xuan picked up the pen and signed, he said with a smile: "If you offend someone at school in the future, I hope the director can help me a lot." ”

"Hehe, don't call me director, I'm old friends with your Grandpa Jiang, you can call me Grandpa Yao." Yao Wen said very kindly.

"Then thank you Grandpa Yao." Leng Xuan was happy, he was familiar with the teaching director, and it would be much easier to do anything in the school in the future.

"Xiao Xuan, you're too polite." Yao Wen paused and said, "You go to the class to report, in the ninth class of the third year of high school, and Xiaohui is in the same class." ”

"Okay." Leng Xuan was not polite, picked up the school uniform on the table and walked out.

Yao Wen looked at Leng Xuan's distant back, and sighed in his heart, this child looked too much like his father.

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