The head of the grade was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, and after a while, he sighed and compromised: "Okay, I'll let go of my old face, and then communicate and communicate, don't say much, at least make a statement about the results of the competition." ”

He took a sip of water and said, "Old Song, to be honest, I have almost forgotten what my original intention is, and I am learning education more and more every year, but how many students are really taught?" Alas, it's no fun to say this, after all, some people just want to make a living......"

"But then again, what you said just now really made me awe-inspired, or you are highly conscious."

Lao Song touched his round beer belly and said leisurely: "Do you think I will really roll?" What do you think, how can my image as handsome, bright and tall be ruined because of a little rabbit cub? ”

Head of Year: ???

What the are you going to do with me??

Old Song smiled and walked out, but happened to bump into Lu Xingye who was leaning against the wall of the corridor.

The boy is slender, well-defined, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a simple white school uniform shirt that he pulls out of the taste of a model hanger.

Lao Song raised his eyebrows: "Did you hear it?" ”

"Hmm." Lu Xingye is good at beating people who provoke him, but he is not good at how to deal with the kindness and gentleness of others, he has nothing to say, "I heard that the director is looking for me." ”

"Don't pay attention to him, I'm sure I'm going to talk to you a bunch of nonsense again, let's go, your precious time is used to study, why listen to him."

Lu Xingye stood up straight, his back straight, straight as a pine.

He is more than half a head taller than Lao Song, and at first glance, he looks a bit like a thorny student bullying a good-tempered teacher.

"That...... Thank you. Lu Xingye whispered, his tone slightly uncomfortable.

Lao Song: "Hey, what's so thankful for this, you are my student, I should say a few words for you, you don't have any psychological pressure, we are not afraid of shadows, do you know?" Also, don't really expect me to roll around for you, your sister will deduct my pocket money again when she sees it. ”

There was a little more smile in Lu Xingye's eyes.

Lao Song patted him on the shoulder, "But the teacher has a message for you: never give up your own life for the fault of others." ”

……

Lunch break.

Lu Xingye didn't find a memorial figure anywhere.

At this time, the Propaganda Department of the Student Union.

In the office, the know-it-all confirmed with the memorial for the third time: "Nian Shen, do you really want to match that woman?" I don't think she's low. ”

Memorial: "I'll try it, thank you for borrowing my account." ”

"You are polite to me, I just look forward to the end of this matter as soon as possible, you and Lu Ye continue to sprinkle sugar, I am your number one C ......" The know-it-all who was almost exposed turned a corner, "Number one learning fan!" When I see your faces, I want to brush a set of rolls in anger! ”

Huh?

Memorialism blinked: "Then I'll go back and send you some study materials." ”

The know-it-all laughed more ugly than cried: "Thank you, Nian Shen." ”

Toot –

Memorials dialed a number.

After about ten seconds, the voice call was connected.

"Hey, you're the person in charge of the self-media public account, right? But you have too few fans, just over 10,000, and I don't really want to work with you. The other party's tone was contemptuous, with a condescending attitude.

Commemorative Xi said gently: "I still have a Weibo with more than 200,000 followers. ”

When the other party heard this, his attitude immediately changed: "Then can you write as I requested?" Continue to discredit that Lu Xingye. ”

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Good night~