Yang Hao's expression of surprise was fixed on his face with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Seeing Ye Chutong and Qi Dasheng leaving, he suddenly turned around and once again showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Teacher Gong, who are you?" ”

When Gong Wanqing heard this, she turned on the computer and asked, "Do you know why I kept you?" ”

Although the voice was somewhat softened, it still hid a coldness.

Facing this palace queen alone, Yang Hao suddenly felt the powerful aura that was invisibly emanating from her body more clearly, and immediately Alexander, cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

Yang Hao thought for a long time, and then said, "Teacher Gong, I know, it's not right to fight." ”

"Now that I know it's wrong,"

Gong Wanqing immediately took out a pile of paper and pens in the cabinet, knocked on the desktop next to her, and said to Yang Hao: "Then copy the school rules fifty times, sit here, when will you finish copying, and when will you leave." ”

As she spoke, she gestured to the rubber chair next to her desk.

"Huh?"

Yang Hao was taken aback.

"What? Questions? Gong Wanqing's beautiful eyes suddenly moved, and she glanced at Yang Hao.

Yang Hao's body trembled immediately, and there was even more cold sweat on his forehead: "Uh, no, no problem." ”

Where do you dare to have a problem!

He is very aware of Gong Wanqing's methods.

If he doesn't copy this, it is estimated that tomorrow he will either go to the school gate early in the morning to sweep the floor, or go to the toilets to report for voluntary cleaning.

Thinking like this, Yang Hao's subconscious resistance disappeared in an instant.

There's no way, it's really the palace queen who is too powerful.

Yang Hao was completely defeated, sat obediently on the chair, crouched in the corner of the desk, and began to copy the school rules.

For a while, the entire office became quiet, only the sound of the ballpoint pen in Yang Hao's hand and the sound of Gong Wanqing's mouse clicking were intertwined.

The position where Yang Hao was sitting was not far from Gong Wanqing, and faintly, he seemed to smell a charming fragrance, thinking that it should be from Gong Wanqing.

couldn't help it, Yang Hao's heart fluttered, but he didn't dare to raise his head to confirm it at all, and he didn't even dare to breathe vigorously, just lying there with his eyebrows lowered and pleasing his eyes, silently copying.

Again and again, and again and again.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Hao copied it more than 20 times, and at this time, almost half an hour had passed.

Yang Hao didn't dare to relax, and even tried to restrain the urge to stretch his waist and continue to copy!

"Poof..."

But at this moment, a choked laugh suddenly came from the side.

Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked in the direction of laughter, and suddenly saw a sweet smile with ice and snow dissolving.

The queen of the palace, Ju, can actually laugh?

She actually laughed?

Yang Hao was stunned in disbelief for a moment, and then subconsciously looked at the computer screen in front of Gong Wanqing, he still remembered that Gong Wanqing seemed to be browsing something, which should be the reason why she laughed.

"Look at what, look!"

However, Gong Wanqing also seemed to notice Yang Hao's small movements, suddenly smiled, looked at her with a cold face again, and snorted.

Yang Hao was startled, didn't dare to look at it anymore, and quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.

Gong Wanqing's cold voice continued: "Concentrate on copying, wait a minute, if I don't check the quantity enough, or if the handwriting is sloppy, you will copy it fifty more times!" ”

"Yes!"

Yang Hao answered, completely lost his temper, completely put away his curiosity, and concentrated on copying again.

Time flies.

Just after Yang Hao stayed for a full hour and a half, he finally copied the school rules fifty times.

"Teacher Gong, you've finished copying, you can check it." Yang Hao exhaled lightly, then stood up and handed over a neat stack of paper with fifty school rules written on it, waiting for the queen's approval.

"Well, leave it alone, I'll check it later, you can go back!"

However, Gong Wanqing just hummed without being salty, glanced at Yang Hao, and waved away.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Gong!"

Yang Hao hurriedly responded, not daring to have any dissatisfaction, as soon as he turned around, he was about to leave this depressing office!

"Wait, Yang Hao."

It's just that at this moment, Gong Wanqing suddenly stopped Yang Hao again.

Yang Hao's body stiffened, and, what's wrong?

"Turn around."

Gong Wanqing's cold and serious voice sounded again, and Yang Hao's body suddenly turned around mechanically.

It's just that what Yang Hao didn't expect was that Gong Wanqing at this time actually left the office chair and walked in front of him.

"Teacher Gong?"

Yang Hao was stunned and screamed suspiciously.

Gong Wanqing didn't speak, just frowned, reached out and pulled up Yang Hao's right forearm, and raised it slightly.

I saw that on the back of the forearm, there was a bloodstained wound of several inches, and it was slightly oozing with blood, but most of the blood had already coagulated some of the surroundings.

Gong Wanqing frowned, glanced at Yang Hao, and her red lips opened lightly: "Why didn't you tell me just now that you were injured?" ”

"Ugh."

Yang Hao suddenly sighed, a little dazed.

Well, in fact, he just found out that there was a wound here, it should have been left when he was PK with Lai Shiqiang just now, he just hit six, but it was not as easy as it seemed.

"Sit down, the infirmary should be closed now, so let's deal with it here."

Gong Wanqing seemed to understand Yang Hao's confusion, and after saying a word, she turned around and went to the cabinet on the desk.

"Teacher Gong, no need, it's just a small wound, it's fine."

Yang Hao hurriedly refused, how could he be embarrassed to let the palace queen treat his wounds, that would be a long life!

And he also wants to leave the palace queen with a powerful aura as soon as possible!

However, Gong Wanqing didn't pay attention to Yang Hao's words, just took out some medical supplies and walked towards Yang Hao.

Yang Hao wanted to say it again, and the palace queen made him abandon his weapon and surrender with a cold word of "sit", and sat on the sofa obediently.

Gong Wanqing immediately half-squatted down, picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in some potion that Yang Hao didn't know the name of, and applied it to Yang Hao's wound.

The blood that was about to clot was suddenly smeared, revealing the wound that had been covered.

Gong Wanqing immediately began to wipe off the excess blood with a tissue and clean up the wound, her movements were very jerky, obviously she rarely did this kind of thing, but there was no impatient expression on that cold and beautiful face.

Well, none of that really matters.

Because from Yang Hao's condescending angle at this time, what he saw was not Gong Wanqing's face, nor her jerky movements, but a dazzling slippery snow white under the pale gray bandeau.

Yang Hao just glanced at it and didn't dare to look at it again.

His heart beat faster, and he suddenly felt a blasphemous pleasure.