"Report to Director Dong, this Bai Xiaonuo is crazy!" Jiang Li raised his hand and shouted there. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info was caught up and down in a mess.

"Bai Xiaonuo?" Dong San looked at Bai Xiaonuo.

"Director Dong, it's Jiang Li, an idiot, who is saying bad things about me, so I went to arrest him!" Bai Xiaonuo took a step back and pointed at Jiang Li and said, quite a bit like telling the teacher in kindergarten.

"Is that so?" Dong San turned his head in Jiang Li's direction again.

"How is that possible!" Jiang Li looked shocked, and then said to Kim Jong-an: "Roar?"

"Yikes! Mmmm Kim shook his head and closed his eyes.

Depend on! Don't be angry! How did you talk about it when you had lunch before, but now it's like you've eaten turtle meat!

"Teacher! I can testify! Jiang Li was indeed saying bad things about Bai Xiaonuo just now! Suddenly, a girl stood up and said to Dong San. She is the front seat in front of Jiang Li, and she heard Jiang Li's affair messing theory just now.

Jealous! This woman is so vicious!

Jiang Li looked helpless, rubbed his nose and walked out alone, and whispered, "No need for you, I'll go out by myself."

Dong San watched Jiang Li leave the classroom, and then suddenly shifted his gaze to Kim Jong-an who was lying on the table and pretending to be dead.

"Teacher! He also said bad things about Bai Xiaonuo just now! His mouth was full of foul language, saying some words about three wives and four concubines marrying daughters-in-law! The girl saw Dong San and looked at Kim Jong-an and said again.

Well?!!!

I have no grievances with you! His eyes were as wide as a brass bell, but he was only stunned.

The history teacher on the podium suddenly blushed and coughed, and the students below also coughed and turned their attention elsewhere.

Secretly sarcastic! What a girl! The history teacher thought to himself.

"Kim Jong-an, you go out too!" Dong Santou waved and said.

Kim Jong-an stood up in disbelief and walked out, thinking to himself, "Why me?" ”

"You have to do a good job in class! Look at your vices! This is not as good as the garbage school outside, but it is the best aristocratic college in China! Do you understand! Dong San shouted.

Then there was silence, and the students all bowed their heads and did not speak or look at him.

Very satisfied, which means that they are afraid of themselves enough. I also agree with my own point of view, I am really good!

Dong San thought in his heart.

Suddenly, a man said, "The best? I think it's the most expensive, right? "The voice was so small that I couldn't tell who said it.

"Who? Extremely daring! Say such a thing against your will? How did you get nine years of compulsory education? Dong San suddenly became furious, standing on the podium with his hands behind his back and shouting.

The history teacher next to him picked at his ears and eyes, and the earwax was a little itchy.

No one spoke, Dong San relieved his breathing rate and snorted heavily and left.

He went to the corridor and said to Jiang Li and Kim Jong-an that he would watch the two of them in the monitoring room, and left when the next class was in class.

Jiang Li watched Dong San walk to the corner and was invisible, and then suddenly grabbed Kim Jong-an's neck and scolded: "You** ghost fat man!" How is it not for me? I was framed by those two dead girls. ”

"Ahem! Boss, this is useless. Sooner or later, that woman will stand up and denounce you, and I'm sure I'll explode if I go back in the way! Kim Jong-an was choked by the neck and said with difficulty.

"Humph! Retarded! Jiang Li smacked Kim Jong-an and stopped talking.

The two of them finally waited until the end of class to go back to class, and when they returned to class, their legs were sore and weak.

The two of them were chatting, and suddenly Su Han pulled a chair and sat down. Kim Jong-an and Jiang Li glanced at Su Han and asked, "What are you doing?"

"On behalf of the Student Council, monitor two problem students!" After Su Han finished speaking, he rushed his head to the podium.

This class is a math class, and Jiang Li can't even care about it. As a person who doesn't even know division, Jiang Li will no longer take courses that no longer know whether functions or ghost numbers are.

“！！！” The two of them glanced at Su Han, and then did not speak again.

In his heart, he scolded Su Han thousands of times, although Kim Jong-an didn't dare on his face, he was very fierce in his heart.

The math teacher was talking eloquently on the podium, chalk was writing on the blackboard with a diagram of Jiang Li's unknown ghost formula, and his mouth was talking about Jiang Li's unknown nonsense.

After listening for a while, some of the students were sleepy and couldn't do it themselves. Jiang Li and Jin Zhengan were already squinting and couldn't open their eyes, Jiang Li suddenly glanced at Su Han and found that he was shaking his head and sleepy.

Forget it, chat, right? Jiang Li woke up Kim Jong-an and said, "Chat!"

Kim Jong-an glanced at him and said, "Boss, what are you talking about?" Trapped ......"

Su Han didn't care when he heard the two people muttering behind him, and when he heard Kim Jong-an's fat man say a word, he suddenly became energetic.

"Boss. How can you fight so well, where did you learn what martial arts or martial arts? ”

Martial arts...... Martial Arts ......

Martial arts...... Martial arts?

Martial arts...... Martial arts!

It was like a spell echoing in Su Han's head, and finally he couldn't help but secretly move the chair back.

"I've spent some time in France and Turkey. He received basic training as a special forces, and then spent several years in Italy, training in martial arts. Finally in Egypt all the way around. Jiang Li scratched the tip of his nose and recalled.

"Huh? Boss, have you been to so many places in Europe before? Kim Jong-an said enviously.

"There's nothing good, and there's nothing special to like after twenty years." Jiang Li shook his head and said.

"! How old are you? Suddenly, Su Han turned his head and inserted the topic of the two.

"............" Jiang Li blinked, realizing that he had missed something again. Hurriedly added: "I want to bring me to the age of twenty, don't I go back to China to go to school because of something."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Kim Jong-an asked.

"Go to school." Jiang Li replied.

"Okay."

"Wait! Who did you learn your martial arts from? What genre? Emit? Boxing? Military boxing? Karate? Brazilian jiu-jitsu? Su Han stretched out his head and asked Jiang Li, his eyes full of anticipation and eagerness.

Jiang Li stepped back in disgust, then thought for a while and said, "What kind of genre is there?" It's just a blind beating, I have a lot more experience than you, so I will naturally beat you! ”

"Don't you say? It's really a slam on the door. Su Han stepped back and smacked his mouth with a complicated mood.

"Su Han, Jiang Li, Kim Jong-an."

Suddenly, three people were named. They looked at each other to see that there was no one on the other side of the door, and then at the math teacher and found that he was also confused.

"Windows!" Suddenly, Jiang Li saw Dong San's underbeaten brain melon seed behind the window glass.

"You three, get me into the hallway!"