Unexpectedly, this foreign journal was quickly adopted, and she continued to ask for manuscripts. When he came to Qilin City and entered No. 21 Middle School, the work was much easier than in Yaohe, allowing Liang Siqi to have more time to write his thesis.

Liang Siqi, who has always been very talkative, didn't raise his head and said, "I don't agree." The tone was as calm as ever, unlike Zhou Wenhua's calm at this time.

Zhou Wenhua's calm couldn't be pretended, and he asked loudly: "Why?" You tell me why! ”

Not why. The articles of association are the basic laws of a company, which cannot be changed overnight, let alone changed by people. Liang Siqi was still writing and drawing on the card, and he didn't even look at Zhou Wenhua and answered.

Zhou Wenhua said unashamedly: "Can't be changed because of people? But I'm not an ordinary person, I'm a school leader. Special matters should be handled on a special basis. ”

Well, you're a school leader, but not a company leader. No matter how special the company's affairs are, they must be done within the framework of the articles of association.

Probably confused by Zhou Wenhua's blind noise, Liang Siqi took out a book from his bag and compared it with the card. didn't notice that Zhou Wenhua's face had turned into pork liver.

You guys are shameless, Zhou Wenhua is angry. You are openly confronting the leader, Zhou Wenhua can't bear it. He exerted the principal's shelf to the fullest, and shouted loudly: "If this charter is not changed, it must be changed!" I'm up to this shareholder! And I have to enter the board of directors and be the chairman! ”

Guan Xiaoli stood up and announced loudly: "The meeting is adjourned." Thirty minutes later, the head office of the Good Nian Hua Mansion continued. ”

With a bang, all the participants left. Zhou Wenhua, who was left with cold hands and feet, stood there in a daze. What's going on, why aren't any of the teachers in this school afraid of the principal? How did Ji Changhai manage them before?

It was getting dark, Zhou Wenhua left the teaching and research room of body and sound beauty, went to his office to get a handbag, and went downstairs lonely and sadly.

When I went downstairs, I suddenly found that although it was getting dark, the school was still very lively. The sound of music is still not broken, the sound of reading and reciting foreign languages is still not broken, and the sound of laughter and slapstick is still not broken. Zhou Wenhua, who has never had experience in school management, also knows that this is the scene of a good school. But now he is bored in his heart, and there is nowhere to vent the anger in his stomach. These very harmonious sounds made him more irritable, and he needed to be quiet.

Following the voice, Zhou Wenhua came to a small playground. A few students were fighting, and the scene was like flying sand. Before he could take a few steps closer, he felt a pain in his face from the blow.

Zhou Wenhua couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "What are you doing, stop!" "No one pays attention to him, he should fight the same way, and he should fight the same way.

What's wrong with your anger, what's wrong with you having nowhere to attack when you're angry? No one pays attention, you just get angrier, more angry. Zhou Wenhua's eyes widened, and his hands clenched into fists, but there was no way at all. The strong fist wind forced him to retreat step by step, and he couldn't take a step forward, how to stop it?

Looking in the distance, some people are doing push-ups, some people are doing sit-ups, some people are playing sandbags, and some people are practicing weightlifting. The most incomprehensible thing for Zhou Wenhua is that there are many people playing with the glass. These students are full of food and support, they are bored, they are not good at studying, and they are idle and panicked.

Twenty-one Middle School only set up a few companies and made a few bucks. Having money attracted the attention of the city. If you have money, you can do tricks. In fact, the school is still the same school, the teachers are still so bad, and the students are still stubborn. Should it be a gangster or a gangster, should it be a hooligan or a hooligan.

No matter what, tomorrow I will call a meeting of all the class teachers. If a student does not return home from school, the class teacher will be punished. It's just right to rectify some of the people who blocked me from entering the company, such as Hao Mingli and Liang Siqi. And that Guan Xiaoli must be ruthless!

Zhou Wenhua was about to turn around and leave, when one student suddenly knocked another student down with a punch. The victorious student laughed proudly and said, "What's the matter, I'm good at it, right?" ”

Awesome fart, you are a coincidence. The failed student couldn't get up from the ground, and his speech was still hard. The victorious student pulled the defeated student up and said, "It just so happened to be an accident." Chance is the existence of necessity. If there are too many occasional times, it will cause qualitative changes. As a result, chance has become inevitable. ”

The student who failed retorted: "Bullshit." You don't have any strength in this punch. If it were Lao Zhang, or Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi, I would have to break at least three ribs with this punch. What is your punch, wow, it doesn't hurt your muscles or bones. It's still accidental, it's inevitable, you just blow it. ”

Zhou Wenhua is strange. I was beaten and lost, and I couldn't get up from lying on the ground, and I didn't think I was fighting hard enough. Are you cheap, or are the ducks rotten and only have a hard mouth?

What made Zhou Wenhua even more strange was that the victorious student's expression immediately changed, and he became discouraged and depressed, and he was not complacent at all. The student shook his head and said, "yes." We are already lagging behind, and we must hurry up and practice. Don't talk about Ah Ren, you see that even Xiao Liuzi has caught up with us. Shame, shame! ”

Come on, come on, let's do it all over again. The failed student was invited to fight again. Zhou Wenhua shouted: "Stop!" Which class are you in and which class teacher is you? ”

The failed student looked Zhou Wenhua up and down, and then said, "You really farted and released lime." Why should I stop? I'm in the first year of high school, what's wrong? Our homeroom teacher is a big fool surnamed Zhou, what do you want? ”

Shengli's student said, "Brother hamster, you're not right about this. The surname Zhou is not a big fool-force, but a big fool-force. ”

You, you, you, you, you. Zhou Wenhua's lips trembled, and his fingers pointed at the two students, who were speechless for a long time. The victorious student helped him say, "You mean to ask what our names are, don't you?" ”

Ah——, yes, I'm just going to ask for the name. The victorious student said, "My name is Wang Buli," and pointed to the defeated student and said, "His name is Li Mancang." Now that you know the name, are you ready to retaliate? ”

Ah——, yes, it's to retaliate, and if I don't kill you, I won't be surnamed Zhou.

Hey——, Li Mancang sent out an old man's word, and then asked very strangely: "You are also surnamed Zhou, and that big fool - forced to have a surname?" ”

I'm that big fool——, no, I'm Zhou Wenhua! After speaking, Zhou Wenhua glared at the two students angrily, thinking that these two students are scared, right?

Zhou Wenhua, whose head was burned with anger, completely forgot an important thing, and the students with "full, no" in their names could not be provoked, which was the conclusion he came to when he studied the student roster. Besides, how could the students in the first year of high school not know him?

Li Mancang said to Wang Buli: "He said that he is Zhou Wenhua, do you think it looks like?" ”

Not like, not at all. Zhou Wenhua has a fat head and big ears, this one is short and thin. Zhou Wenhua's face was gray, and this black oily beard. Zhou Wenhua's dog-headed dog brain, this roe head rat order.

I won't tell them, I'll go to their homeroom teacher tomorrow. Ask how he teaches his students. Zhou Wenhua, whose brains were burned dry, forgot for a while that he was the head teacher of the first class of high school.

Let's go, but it didn't work. Zhou Wenhua had just taken a few steps when Li Mancang shouted: "Stop!" Where are you going? ”

Zhou Wenhua had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, and he was so frightened that he ran away. No matter how fast he runs, can he be faster than Li Mancang? Before a few steps, Li Mancang was carried back by the collar at the back of his neck.

Wang Buli was shouting: "Comrades, it's not good, the class enemy has infiltrated our school!" Dog agent, dog spy has come into us! ”

Hulala, all the students on this small playground ran over and surrounded Li Mancang and Zhou Wenhua. Li Mancang held Zhou Wenhua's collar and didn't let go, but said to the onlookers: "This dog cub is pretending to be Zhou Wenhua, do you look like it?" ”

How is this like Zhou Wenhua? Zhou Wenhua is a big and big, generation and generation of principals. This guy is neither big nor generational, where is Zhou Wenhua?

yes, yes. Who are you not good at impersonating, just impersonating Zhou Wenhua? Do you know, Zhou Wenhua is our homeroom teacher, and you can recognize it at a glance.

Zhou Wenhua shouted: "I am really Zhou Wenhua, your principal!" ”

Hey——, it's this time, death is coming, you still dare to keep your mouth shut, dare to resist to the end, and lie with your eyes open. It seems that only to fight. When dealing with a dead-skinned person like you, you can only be honest if you fight.

What makes Zhou Wenhua happy is that there are still honest people in the 21st Middle School. Honestly, can't fight. Now it is a society with a legal system, and everything must be done according to the law. Let's take him to the police station. When I went to the police station, I saw how cunning he was. The policeman's uncle is wise and martial, and he will judge what kind of underwear his wife is wearing.

Zhou Wenhua didn't care that this honest student spoke badly, he was just looking forward to entering the police station as soon as possible. At least there will be no confusion in the police station, at least there will be no beatings.

But it backfired, and the situation seemed to be worse when entering the police station. The police station was already closed, and only a few police officers on duty were there. Hundreds of students brought Zhou Wenhua here, and there was a lot of chaos in the police station.

The police on duty first put the "criminal" in a detention room, and then interrogated the students about what was going on. Otherwise, it will be confusing and unclear.

It just so happened to be the last time the two policemen who accompanied Beer Belly and Rosacea to Twenty-One were on duty. The last time I went to Twenty-One Middle School, I happened to encounter a fight, and they also made a contribution. Therefore, the feelings for the students of No. 21 Middle School are particularly good.

I just happened to see Cao Zhongmin, this is the son of Cao Ju, I know. Two policemen pulled Cao Zhongmin aside to interrogate him.

This idiot is pretending to be our acting principal. Cao Zhongmin said with a big grin, this acting principal is also our class teacher. You say, pretending to be a better one, right, don't we know our homeroom teacher? So he hit the muzzle of the gun.

Li Changjiang interjected on the side and said, Lao Cao, you don't understand this. The acting principal was just here, and he thought we didn't know each other, so he pretended to be.

Pretending to be the acting principal, pretending to be the head teacher? That's weird, isn't it? What are the benefits of impersonating a school principal? Well, pretending to be the principal, after all, with a long word. But pretending to be the head teacher, this, this, what oil and water is the head teacher worth impersonating?