Hu Moyin didn't know what was going on behind her at all, and when the originally sky-high little face heard this, he immediately nervously returned to his original position, staring at Yan Zhou with wide eyes, as if to say-How can you see it!

Yan Zhou glanced at the durian cake coldly, and said resolutely: "Confiscate." ”

"Believe it or not, I'm calling someone to beat you!" Even though Hu Moyin's voice broke several notes due to trembling, she still shouted stubbornly.

mixed with that bluffing face, it looked particularly pitiful.

Yan Zhou glanced at her with pity, and then ...... He looked down at the document and said slowly: "Plus review, a thousand words." ”

Song Mingcheng: "......"

This feeling of punching on the cotton is really terrible, and Yan Zhou is really too bad.

Su Yansheng comforted: "The punishment is not heavy, it is better than leaving a record on the file for threatening the members of the discipline inspection." ”

Although Song Mingcheng wanted to use his fists to seek justice for Hu Moyin, and by the way, let Yan Zhou understand that the situation was not under his control, but when it came to Hu Moyin's future, he still had some concerns.

In particular, she is suspected of having a crush on him...... Long?

Su Yansheng loosened his restraint and took the completely honest Song Mingcheng to the corner, and only after Hu Mo left in despair, did Su Yansheng take Song Mingcheng in.

Yan Zhou looked at the two people in front of him with a headache, and said in a small but powerful voice: "Look how much trouble you have caused me!" ”

Su Yansheng smiled: "It's hard work." ”

Song Mingcheng snorted coldly to show hostility, and glanced at the durian cake on the table by the way.

He couldn't help but recall the durian cake with a crispy outside and a soft and sweet durian milk fragrance inside, and his stomach cried out with a very angry "grunt".

Su Yansheng sighed, stretched out his hand to take the document out of Yan Zhou's hand, and suggested, "The matter has come to this, why don't you talk to Song Mingcheng about it?" ”

As soon as Yan Zhou took it away, he didn't even touch the document by Su Yansheng.

The atmosphere of the office was a little weirdly sweet under the fragrant smell of durian cakes, and Song Mingcheng endured hunger and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Merge." Yan Zhou poked Song Mingcheng with a cold gaze, "The student union merges." ”

Su Yansheng automatically took on the role of talking about Mengmeng, and explained to Song Mingcheng: "Didn't there be a student union in No. 7 Middle School before, and this morning, the principal asked us to merge the members of your student union into it......

Then, Yan Zhou threw it at Song Mingcheng like a knife: "As a result, you set our original plan on fire, and it was all broken, messed up!" ”

Song Mingcheng's good mood was shown very carelessly, and then he accepted Su Yansheng's smile with deep meaning, and heard him say: "However, it's not impossible to ......."

Yan Zhou shook his head slightly in disapproval, and said, "I said, there is no need to involve him in this matter. ”

With his IQ, he will only lag behind - Song Mingcheng automatically and spontaneously made up for Yan Zhou's unfinished intentions, and then with a hint of gunpowder in his tone, he pretended to say: "I don't want to be dragged into it by you." ”

Yan Zhou looked at Song Mingcheng with a little appreciation, and the look of "you are quite self-aware" made Song Mingcheng even more unhappy.

Su Yansheng's eyes were full of disagreement, but he seemed to have nothing to do with this sullen hair, and looked at Song Mingcheng apologetically, he just wanted to speak, the mobile phone rang, and Su Yansheng, who wanted to let these two people take this opportunity to untie the knots in their hearts, sighed and left the discipline inspection department.

Watching Su Yansheng leave, Yan Zhou raised his eyes to look at Song Mingcheng.

"No. 1 Middle School and No. 7 Middle School have been merged, and I also hope that the two middle schools can get along well and work together." It can be seen that Yan Zhou really hopes so. He didn't have any scruples at all that "No. 1 Middle School will be held back by No. 7 Middle School, which will cause No. 1 Middle School's reputation to deteriorate", so he was able to accept the reality at the first moment.

Because he has never been on top, he naturally does not have a sense of loss when he is dragged down the clouds.

Song Mingcheng didn't know why, he could read Yan Zhou's serious expression a little, but the anger accumulated in his heart still couldn't make him easily forgive this guy with a bad mouth.

"If you're that sincere, please adapt to our rules." Song Mingcheng frowned, "It's impossible for us to wait until eleven fifty to eat, not to mention that there are five classes that have been lined up to twelve o'clock." ”

He propped himself up in front of Yan Zhou's desk with one hand, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the durian cake again - he originally came for Hu Moyin and his lunch, but because of the "early love" problem that Yan Zhou said, Song Mingcheng's eyes didn't dare to stay on the food more, just ......

Yan Zhou put the document on the table, his eyes also fell on the durian cake, and then he picked up the food N0.3 in Song Mingcheng's heart and threw it into the trash.

With a sound of "ping", Song Mingcheng felt that his heart was broken.

"But I think this rule is much better than the rules you followed before, if all the classes are flooded, the cafeteria will not be able to seat so many people." Yan Zhou's gaze collided with Song Mingcheng, and he had no intention of backing down.

Song Mingcheng gritted his teeth and asked, "If you can't sit so many people, you can expand!" Isn't that something you should be thinking about? ”

Yan Zhou paused and said, "...... This is something that the school should be considering, but the principal has said that they don't have that much money. "Yes, the small cafeteria is also used in the lecture hall to modify it for the seventh middle school, and it looks very simple!

"No matter what, isn't it all the seventh middle school that suffers?" Song Mingcheng looked at Yan Zhou with the eyes of an idiot.

Yan Zhou said: "In the third year of high school, the order will be reversed, what do you still complain about...... Did you not listen carefully in class? ”

Why use interrogative sentences?

Isn't it his standard to not listen to class?

Receiving Yan Zhou's straightforward dissatisfaction, Song Mingcheng felt that he had been on a par with Yan Zhou all his life!

The two talked unhappily, because his lunch was thrown into the trash, Song Mingcheng asked what exploded as if he had eaten gunpowder, and finally left in a dashing manner after patting Yan Zhou's table, and just went out, his self-thinking chic action was intercepted by Tan Mengmeng at the door of the office of the Discipline Inspection Department.

He didn't just want to get on the bar with Yan Zhou, he wanted to get everyone in the discipline inspection department over the bar.

Tan Mengmeng didn't look at the situation inside, pulling Chen Ken, who was a head taller than her with one hand but was as clumsy as a sack at the moment, holding the computer in one hand, jumping in with a smile and shouting: "Yan Zhou! ”

Song Mingcheng paused, staggered a few steps, and made way for this popular Tan Meng Meng children's boots among the boys in the seventh middle school.

Tan Mengmeng was too excited at the moment and completely ignored that there were other people here, rushed to Yan Zhou's side, shook Chen Ken and the computer, patted Yan Zhou's shoulder and said, "Do you know! The principals are all voting for you! As of 12 o'clock at noon today, you have become this year's school grass with a high number of 352 votes ahead of the second place! ”

The sense of superiority that originally arose from slapping Yan Zhou's table was inadvertently poked to pieces by the jubilant Tan Mengmeng.

Yan Zhou thought that the photo he had won the vote was a fruit photo taken secretly, and his natural expression was not very good, this situation fell in Song Mingcheng's eyes, that is, a typical cheap and well-behaved, it really makes people not know how to grit their teeth.

"What's going on with the school grass?" Song Mingcheng actually accidentally said what was in his heart.

It was only after talking about Mengmeng that she realized that there was still a big living person standing here. It is no wonder that very few people from the Discipline Inspection Department come, except for the members of the discipline committee of the various classes who come to report on their work and explain their work, or some naughty and mischievous guys.

And since the teachers did not dare to control the students, the school discipline inspection department has become more and more close to the parent committee, and has received their support from them, which is equivalent to the kind of thorn in the thorn for parents and teachers, and sometimes even allowed to do it - of course, Yan Zhou has not exercised such a right since he came to power.

And if something really happens, at most, even if there is a fight between students, it will definitely not rise to a serious social problem, so the school is particularly supportive.

As the head of the Discipline Inspection Department, Yan Zhou is actually easy to be hated by people wearing small shoes, and Tan Mengmeng and Chen Ken's task is to protect Yan Zhou from such a predicament.

After a long time, Tan Mengmeng only has Yan Zhou in his eyes, which is understandable, literally.

Tan Mengmeng glanced at Song Mingcheng and exclaimed, "Eh, the second place is also here!" It's really eye-catching, handsome guy, let's take a photo! ”

The girl from the seventh middle school worked hard to vote for him, and it was difficult not to win the second place.

Tan Mengmeng obviously forgot about the incident where her minister scolded people at the school gate, and her memory is a little poor, especially the handsome face, she basically forgets it after an eye, and she doesn't know what skill it is.

When Song Mingcheng heard a "handsome guy", most of the anger in his heart disappeared, and he looked at her frowning and winning, and said in his heart that he was just a girl, and there was no threat to him, so he restrained his anger towards Yan Zhou, pretended to be good-natured and said, "Why don't I know what the second is?" ”

Yes, it's also a master who doesn't pay attention in class and doesn't know that there is such a thing as a school forum.

Tan Mengmeng was in a good mood, didn't care, and glanced at Chen Ken, who took out his mobile phone and stuffed it to Song Mingcheng relentlessly, letting him see it for himself, and then buried it in a pile of documents, as an invisible person who keeps to himself.

Song Mingcheng quickly saw the hot post, as well as the scroll bar on the webpage - congratulations to Yan Zhou, the flower of Kaolin, for becoming this year's school grass! Beat Song Mingcheng!

The pink roses that filled the screen kept falling down, and it was almost too much force.

Then he saw Yan Zhou's fruit photo, the fair complexion and tight skin constituted his sturdy figure, with an ascetic face, Song Mingcheng had to admit that it was indeed very eye-catching.

Compared to him who only shows a lower abdomen, Yan Zhou's picture is simply criminal.

Song Mingcheng showed a sarcastic smile and said slowly: "In order to compete for the school grass, I didn't expect classmate Yan to work so hard." ”

Tan Mengmeng immediately explained: "That's not the case, this one was secretly photographed and uploaded by his fan, so our family Yan Zhou won't pose for this kind of thing...... By the way, don't you really want to take a picture? I promise, just one, you're both so good-looking, I want to keep it as a souvenir! ”

Yan Zhou, who had long seen through the cute and rotten femininity, slowly raised his eyes, and the warning in his eyes was full of meaning.

Although Song Mingcheng didn't know why Tan Mengmeng looked at him differently, he still felt a trace of frightening aura from her eager gaze.

But he really didn't want to take a photo with Yan Zhou.

After all, after provoking the other party just now, and being pressed by the other party again because of the school grass incident, Song Mingcheng's dignity will never allow him to commit cheap stickers.

But in the face of the warm invitation of the cute girl......

Yan Zhou blinked, and after seeing Song Mingcheng's incomparably subtle expression, he paused, his eyes flashed, and said, "Where to shoot?" ”

Song Mingcheng: "......" I asked you to refuse, refuse! Hey, don't you understand what I mean, I'm asking you to refuse!

Sure enough, I don't agree with Yan Zhou! Song Mingcheng thought so.