During the afternoon class, Wu Xiaolang entered the class surrounded by Zhou Song's saddle and behind the horse.

Zhou Song, the anti-hegemony of class 9, will recognize Wu Xiaolang as the eldest brother, and Wu Xiaolang can walk sideways in class 9 in the future......

However, except for Zhou Song, who is more domineering in Class 9, the other students are very friendly and have a good relationship with Wu Xiaolang, so there seems to be no need to go sideways.

Besides, the real anti-hegemony in Class 9 is the class leader Su Xue and the head teacher Zhao Ling, in front of these two beauties, no one dares to walk sideways.

………

"It doesn't make a difference......

Returning to his seat, Wu Xiaolang was stunned.

There is really no difference, Bai Chrysanthemum began to read romance novels, the fat man's two little eyes were looking at him in boredom, and Wu Xiaolang also quietly opened the textbook and prepared for class.

In the first English class, Bai Chrysanthemum read a class novel. In the second math class, after Bai Juhua asked Wu Xiaolang to help her watch the teacher, she fell asleep behind the book.

The math teacher is an uncle with high myopia, plus Wu Xiaolang and Bai Chrysanthemum, their seats are in the back left row of the class by the corridor window, so the teacher Bai Chrysanthemum asked Wu Xiaolang to help her see is not a math teacher, but the head teacher who wanders out of the window from time to time like a ghost to inspect the class.

White chrysanthemum belongs to the kind of students who usually hang their children, but they can always get good results in an exam. Wu Xiaolang didn't dare to learn from her, so he listened carefully in the first two classes.

However, after two classes, Wu Xiaolang unexpectedly found that perhaps because of the white mist in his mind, his memory became extraordinarily strong.

It has even reached the realm of ten lines at a glance and never forgetting, and the learning efficiency has been significantly improved.

"Hey, hey! It's cool! ”

Therefore, in the third history class, Wu Xiaolang glanced at the content to be learned a few times, and fell asleep on the table leisurely.

"White Chrysanthemum, help me watch the head teacher."

Bai Chrysanthemum, who had just woken up, held her chin with one hand, knocked on the history textbook rhythmically with the other, and looked at Wu Xiaolang with a puzzled expression.

"Didn't this thing never sleep in class......"

Wu Xiaolang was woken up by Bai Chrysanthemum, and Bai Chrysanthemum stepped on Wu Xiaolang's foot fiercely under the seat, and Wu Xiaolang almost screamed out in pain.

Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, Wu Xiaolang immediately turned his head and wanted to condemn Bai Chrysanthemum for a few words, but as soon as he turned his head, Wu Xiaolang immediately turned pale and stunned.

There's a face outside the window!

This face is very good-looking, the skin is moist and translucent, the facial features are exquisite, the eyes are bright and the teeth are bright, and the cherry-like corners of the mouth have a hint of an intoxicating smile.

But such a face that captivates the country and the city, in the eyes of Wu Xiaolang, is as terrifying as the Tyrannosaurus rex.

This is the face of the head teacher Zhao Ling, Zhao Ling outside the window is holding his arm, and when he saw Wu Xiaolang seeing him, he sneered and stretched out his white jade finger to hook Wu Xiaolang.

Glancing at Bai Chrysanthemum, who was pretending to be attentive to the lecture, Wu Xiaolang left his seat and walked out dejectedly.

"Hey, hey!"

Behind him came the fat man's gloating laughter.

Syllable!

In the head teacher's independent office, Zhao Ling slapped the table and reprimanded Wu Xiaolang.

"Meng Yu, what's the matter with you? It's the third class in the afternoon, and you're still sleeping? Where did you get so much sleep? Did you sleep in the previous two classes? ”

"I ......"

Wu Xiaolang stood in front of Zhao Ling's desk with his head bowed, and Zhao Ling crossed his legs and looked at Wu Xiaolang obliquely. Wu Xiaolang knew that he was wrong, and he was powerless to defend himself.

"We don't have many classes in school, and I'm afraid few of you will study at home when you go home, so every class in school is important......

Zhao Ling knocked on the table while eagerly educating Wu Xiaolang, for these clichés, Wu Xiaolang could only lower his head and not speak, but he couldn't listen at all, a pair of eyes had begun to look at the chalk head on the floor and table legs.

- and the head teacher Zhao Ling's red high heels and smooth calves wrapped in black silk.

Zhao Ling is wearing an OL professional suit, which can highlight her graceful figure when she sits, her legs are folded, the skirt is inverted "eight" from the hips to the knees, and the thighs looming at the opening corners of the skirt look dignified and sexy.

Wu Xiaolang didn't dare to deliberately look at the head teacher's thigh, he looked at the black silk calf and immediately shifted his gaze, not daring to look at it anymore.

Carefully smelling the fragrance coming from the head teacher, Wu Xiaolang was also intoxicated in his heart. At the age of 18, he couldn't help but fantasize about how nice it would be if one day he could have such a 24-year-old mature and sexy girlfriend wearing high heels and black stockings!

"Meng Yu, have you remembered?"

Zhao Ling's words pulled Wu Xiaolang back from his fantasy.

"Remember! I promise not to commit it next time! ”

"Okay, go back and write me a review." Zhao Ling nodded with satisfaction, then picked up the history book and said to Wu Xiaolang: "Tell me where you have learned history, and I will assign you homework." ”

This is Zhao Ling's special means of punishing students after becoming the head teacher, but whenever she catches a student deserting in class, she will assign a lot of homework for the subject in the classroom. She graduated from a prestigious school and used to be a top student, and she can grasp the key points in the assignment of homework in all subjects, and ensure that students can only complete it when they are tired and half-dead.

That's why she, the head teacher, has such a high prestige.

"Xiao Zhao, where is the grade director a common document for you to sign."

As soon as Zhao Ling opened the history textbook and was about to assign homework, the head teacher of Class 6 came over to pass the word.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

Zhao Ling immediately smiled at Aunt Zhang, the head teacher of Class 6, like a girl, and turned her face to glared at Wu Xiaolang again: "Stand here and wait for me!" ”

After speaking, he got up and brushed his skirt and left the office, leaving Wu Xiaolang standing alone.