Chapter 63: A Naughty Child!
Sure enough, Shang Lu fought with Jun Qian on the first day he turned over. Since then, it has become famous and dominated the headlines of the campus network for a while.
#ζ! New transfer students make trouble on the first day! #
The two transfer students in Class #ι«δΈ (1) are both little brothers, and their appearance is against the sky! #
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And so on, the whole academy is a nymphomaniac. Ran Goose, Jun Qian and Shang Lu, who were the parties concerned, did not know about it, and now they are receiving ideological education from the teaching director in the teaching office.
Director Zhang sat at the desk, looked at the two children in front of him with their heads down, took a sip of green tea, and then said to the two.
"Young people nowadays are just too competitive. You are adolescence, rebellious, I understand. I'm also from my childhood. β
"But why are you fighting? Such a handsome face, you see, red red, purple purple. β
Director Zhang is a female teacher in her twenties, slightly chubby, majoring in politics, and it just so happens that she is also a political teacher in the first (first) class of high school, so she still knows Junqian well.
As for the commercial land...... Which of these losers is this?
Director Zhang asked Shang Lu why he was fighting, and the naughty child actually replied to her: "I will bear all the medical expenses for the disabled." β
It's not a question of whether to beat or not to be disabled, right? This is something that you, as a student, ignore the school rules!
"Are you going to fight in the future?"
"My mother said that if someone provokes you, you will be beaten to death, and you don't have to worry about anything else."
Shang Lu glanced up at Director Zhang and replied.
"If a sand sculpture provokes me, I will also fight to the death, and I will never leave my hand."
"Hey~ You two naughty kids won't admit your mistake today, right?"
The two of them successfully choked Director Zhang, and Director Zhang was very angry, and the consequences were very serious.
"Okay, deduct one credit, go back and copy the school rules a hundred times, and copy the contents of the first to thirty sides of the political book fifty times! I'll check in a week, and if I find that you haven't copied it......"
"Add a meal to you, stir-fry small fresh meat with tender bamboo shoots to understand. Okay, carry your uniforms back to the classroom, and walk quickly, it's an eyesore. β
"Teacher, take care, let's get out first."
"Get out, get out."
"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, these are two naughty children!"
Shao Wuyan came over to talk to Director Zhang, and he was very emotional!
"It's okay to take them, it's okay, lively and cheerful, youthful and sunny, not so lifeless."
"yes, we used to hold books all day long."
ββSenior 1 (1) class
"Yikes! Our new school grass is back. β
"Huh? What are they carrying? β
Just when Jun Qian and Shang Lu went to the teaching office, the Literature and Art Department of the Student Union launched a vote.
#η«ιζ°ζ ‘θ, the candidate Jun Qian of the first (first) class of high school, Shang Lu; Senior 1 (2) Class ......#
In just such an hour, Jun Qian and Shang Lu Xinjin became school grass.
"Class leader, you can hand out the school uniform." Shang Lu said to Gu Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the seat.
Gu Xiaoxiao raised her head and walked lazily to the podium, the moment she stood on the podium, the world was quiet again.
"The one who is one hundred and fifty tall stands up."
There was a bang, more than a dozen people stood up, and they were obedient. Gu Xiaoxiao glanced at it, twelve girls and three boys.
"Come and get the uniform."
Fifteen people stepped up to the podium, took their clothes, and honestly returned to their seats.
"One hundred and sixty stand up."
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After a while, the school uniforms were distributed, and to the surprise of the students, the school uniforms were not the style of the hemp bag, which was very beautiful.
"Change into school uniforms tomorrow, and students who don't do it will be deducted credits."
After Gu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he walked off the podium.