It turns out.

Your mom is still your mom.

The trio who were ruthlessly crushed by their own mother glanced at each other, and suddenly felt sad.

Is there any human rights left?

*

Su Qiao, who was sitting in the dean's office drinking tea, did not realize the danger at all.

She even grinned and played with the teacher there.

"Little girl, what class are you in? Why haven't I seen you before? ”

Su Qiao's fox eyes flashed slightly, and his face did not change: "There are so many students in Chuji School, isn't it normal that the teacher hasn't seen them?" ”

The teaching director touched his chin, and when he heard the girl's words, he subconsciously retorted: "That's impossible, I've seen all the beauties in our school." ”

"Why didn't you go to the school flower competition?"

He muttered to himself, "It shouldn't be." ”

As long as it's a beauty, he can't be mistaken.

As a deep face control, the dean said that he spoke for himself.

Su Qiao: "......"

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she raised her eyes slightly in disbelief.

...... this old man?!

It's insulting!

God remembers all those who step on horses.

He is a teaching director who dares to stare at the school flower selection competition all day long?

Su Qiao was silent for a long time, and the excuse ran around slightly in his mind, and then he smiled dryly and said, "Teacher, I don't really like to participate in those messy activities. ”

"After all, I'm about to graduate now, and I'm busy revising."

She blinked her beautiful cat's eyes slightly, her black hair hung down softly on her waist, and she looked very well-behaved.

"In our village now, the only one who goes out is me."

"I'm about to graduate, how could I neglect my studies for the sake of activities."

The girl's sincere appearance, if it weren't for the system knowing her true face, she would almost believe it.

Sure enough, the simple dean of teachers believed it.

He patted the little girl on the shoulder like encouragement, and said, "That's right, the children nowadays are not doing their jobs." ”

"Do a good job of the school flower selection competition. It's really idle. ”

"That Su Mo'er from Class A came to me just now to hand over the list of participants."

"But don't really say it, there are quite a few people who signed up for the competition this time."

Hearing the words "Su Mo'er", Su Qiao's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously looked in the direction pointed by the teaching director.

Sure enough, he glanced at the list of entries he was talking about.

It's just that......

Su Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then her soft red lips couldn't help but bend slightly.

This ancient dance on the list?

Why her?!

The girl yawned lazily, a little bored, "tsk......"

This little white lotus is really annoying.

She didn't have time to her, so she came to the door to die.

Seeing that the girl's eyes were still staring at the list of participants, the teaching director explained to her: "There are basically few classes participating in the ancient dance column. Originally, I wanted to pick a few random girls to come up and fill the numbers. ”

"I didn't expect that the group of students in Class F gave me a surprise, hehe, there are really warriors to fill in."

Sue Warrior Joe: "......"

Excuse me.

I am the warrior of your mouth.

The dean sat down with a smile and changed the topic: "By the way, little girl, where are your parents now?" ”

Su Qiao was stunned for a few seconds, then lowered his head pretending to be inferior, and said in a vague soft voice: "They moved at the construction site... Move bricks. ”

"I shouldn't be able to come to ...... in a short time"

"Teacher, don't wait."

Dean of Students: "......"

Moving bricks?

Su's father and Su's mother, who were just about to push the door outside the door, heard the words: "......"

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