Wang Qian said that the head teacher in our class is going to be replaced, and now the whole class is in a state of madness.

Half of them are worried about their future fate, what if there is a person who is more terrible than the exterminator.

And the other half are rejoicing. Because in their hearts, there will be no more terrible counselor in this world than the Exterminator.

When the class meeting was halfway through, the class leader couldn't stop the scene, so he went down directly to play with his mobile phone, letting the classmates in the class talk about it, just like the junior high school teacher who temporarily left the class.

In the noisy environment, I could clearly hear what Wang Qian was saying.

"Oops! Where did you go yesterday? Why are you gone after I finished singing, and there was no you in the toilet. ”

"Well...... I do not know. ”

I smiled bitterly, not knowing how to talk to Wang Qian about this.

Could it be that I told her that I was drunk yesterday and was bumped into by the principal and drunk, and finally he took me to the house, and woke up to find that the two of us were neighbors?

This kind of plot is inevitably too dramatic, and I feel terrible when I think about it, let alone Wang Qian.

"Well...... It's just that I got drunk, and then I went home in a daze, can you tell me who the counselor is? I forcefully opened the topic and didn't want to say anything more.

Wang Qian also saw my expression and didn't want to mention it again, so she didn't continue to dwell on that topic, but put her hands on her chin with a look of yearning.

"It is said that our counselor is very handsome, and he is much better than the exterminator!"

Looking at her look, I couldn't help but cut it and complained to her: "Have you seen it? ”

She said, "No! ”

"Cut!"

I gave her another blank look.

She admits it neatly.

"Haven't you seen it, why are you still looking like a nymphomaniac? Aren't you afraid that someone will disappoint you after a while? ”

"Oh, don't hit me anymore! Sister, my life is hard enough, give me a little hope! ”

She slapped me on the shoulder, and I had to laugh and shake my head, and instead of dwelling on the subject, I climbed to the table and went to sleep.

Yesterday's alcohol still makes my brain buzz and uncomfortable, and I decided not to drink at night for the rest of my life. Yesterday I fortunately met Mr. Principal, if it were someone else, I'm afraid I would have met with an accident by now!

"Lu Junxun ......"

I muttered the name and drifted off to sleep.

In a blur, I felt like I heard the voice again. What was different from usual was that there was a vague shadow in my mind, and it was no longer a dark one.

"Hey! Feed! ”

"Huh?!"

I abruptly got up from my chair and looked around confused.

I saw that everyone's eyes were fixed on me, and I had some unknown reasons.

When my eyes fixed on the podium, my body stiffened in place again.

Why?

Why is it still him?

I saw that the person on the podium was Lu Junxun, whom I had just met this morning, and his eyes were now firmly locked on me.

"Who made you stand up!" Wang Qian lay on the table, in front of her face, and the other hand grabbed my arm and tried to pull my body down.

I almost understood what it was like now, so I wanted to sit down with her.

"I am very touched by this student's volunteer, in that case, you will be the class representative for this semester."

"What?" My body, which was about to sit down, stiffened again.

What class represents?

What exactly did I miss in the time I just fell asleep? Why are all the people staring at me now, what is the situation with Mr. Principal on the podium?

Before I could figure out all the questions, Lu Junxun on the podium had already sorted out his things, and left after saying 'class', and before leaving, he also looked at me meaningfully.

I can't see through the look in that look at all!

After the figure of that person disappeared, Wang Qian pulled me down and asked with a broken face: "I just called you up, who made you stand up?" ”

"I ...... I was just scared and subconsciously stood up, how did I become a class representative? Why is the principal here? ”

A series of questions were thrown on Wang Qian's face, and it was obvious that she was a little confused now, but she was barely better than me.

"He's our new counselor.,It's also our new teacher.,Just now he said who wants to stand up as a class representative.,Our girls are excited.,You push me, I'll push yours to see who stands up first.,I originally pulled you up because I wanted you to watch the handsome guy with me.,Who made you jump up directly? Okay now, right? You didn't look at the other girls? ”

Wang Qian tucked her face under the desk and whispered to me.

When I looked up again, I was also taken aback.

I saw that my classmates, who had ignored me in the past, were now staring at me directly, and that look was definitely not how kind they were.

Soon, another guy stood up, pointed to my face and said, "Hey, Scarface, what do you mean?" ”

The class burst into laughter, and I turned white at the title.

Scarface is what the rest of the class calls me. When people like me are in the class, they are generally transparent characters, most girls are afraid of getting scars on my face, only Wang Qian and I are friends, her reason is - those women are too contrived, only I look timid but very real.

But so what?

At this time, don't I still have to be scolded by them?

Presumably they are also angry that I took their positions now, after all, in their eyes, Mr. Principal should still be quite handsome, and I ...... It's just a low-handed ant.

The girl who pointed at my nose and scolded was quickly pulled away, it seemed to be a persuasion, but in fact, I just didn't want to make a big deal about it, after all, I could go first, and if I wanted to sue, it would naturally be easy.

Wang Qian stood up, glanced around contemptuously, and said in a small voice: "It's so sour to go first, why didn't you let out a fart when the teacher asked just now?" It's disgusting panic, go! ”

She was never afraid of offending people, and directly scolded everyone in the class who was jealous of me.

After I passively followed her out, I received a message on my phone.

I stopped and glanced at Wang Qian with a slight apology.

"Midori, I'm sorry, the counselor asked me to go to his office and say there was something."

Although I have never seen this phone number, I have never told anyone else about my own number, only Wang Qian and the original head teacher know.

Presumably it was the contact information that Mr. Principal got when he handed over to the exterminator.

"It's okay, it's good to come out of the teacher, I'll have to work part-time later, then you go, see you tomorrow."

She finished and left, and I shouted behind her, "Aren't you coming to class?" There's one more class in the afternoon! ”

"No! What is the importance of making money in class? She waved her hand with her back to me and didn't even look back.

I couldn't help but sigh.

When I woke up before, there were still 500,000 yuan in the card, and now more than a year later, although my life is also very economical, but with the rent, water, electricity, tuition, book fees and daily expenses, I have spent 50,000 or 60,000 yuan before and after.

It's not that I didn't think about working part-time in the past, but I just felt that since I could study, I should study hard, and my purpose is to do what I want whenever I want, and I should study now.

But Wang Qian and I are completely different.

Although she also has a few small amounts of money in her family, her relationship with her family is not good, and now she has semi-severed the relationship, and she has to earn her usual expenses by herself. I once wanted to lend her money, but she refused righteously, on the grounds that talking about money hurts feelings.

I haven't talked about it since then, and I've sometimes been a little bit more helpful in her daily life, and that's a tacit secret between the two of us.

After thinking about it all the way, I finally arrived at the principal's office.

"Buckle button!"

"Please come in!"

The voice came from the inside of the room, and it still made my body pause.

No matter how many times I heard it, it was enough to shock me.

I made a lot of determination to finally push the door open, and I was greeted by the smell of books.

He sat at his desk, holding a pen in his slender fingers, and looked down as if he was writing something seriously. He didn't know when he put a gold-rimmed glasses on his face, looking at it that made him a little more bookish, but more, it still reminded me of another word - abstinence?

I shook my head, and the jumbled thoughts shook out of my head.

"Mr. Headmaster."

He didn't raise his head and answered, "Yes." ”

I was in a rather reserved posture because I didn't know how to face him when I walked first.

Who would have thought that I would wake up from his bed this morning?

If this matter is known to others, it must be very sensational......

I waited for a long time, and I didn't wait for his next sentence, I wanted to continue waiting, but the air conditioner in the room made my hairs stand up a little.

I knew I looked ugly when I was nervous, but I didn't have the courage to go first since my face took the initiative.

Minutes and seconds passed, and all I could hear was the sound of the pen in his hand rubbing against the paper.