Chapter 113: Fire Dragon King

"The academic performance is not good, it's average!" Duan Lang said.

The three of them were full of curiosity, staring at Duan Lang, who was talking loudly, and never dreamed that the bad boy who fought and wrote love letters would be the famous leader of the high school entrance examination three years ago, and his academic performance made the three of them look up to the terrifying existence.

"In the latest mock joint examination, how many of the top 100 people were tested?" Wang Dahong said curiously.

"It seems to be 735 points, fifth in the science joint examination!" Duan Lang said.

Sleepy Sleep...... it!

This kid dares to pretend to be forced in front of the old man, the highest score in science in No. 1 Middle School is only 740 points, which is the score of the iceberg school flower, and he has won the first place in the school for three consecutive years, and Chu Xue, who is known as a super student and an invincible beautiful girl.

"Boy, you're teasing the old man!" Wang Dahong didn't believe it at all, if he could get a good score of 735 points, he was fully qualified to win the top three in this year's college entrance examination.

"Don't believe it!" Duan Lang said.

Wang Dahong's face was serious, he turned on the computer to check the transcript, gasped, looked at Duan Lang with the eyes of the mascot, his eyes became more and more greedy, showing a malicious smile, and looked at the results carefully.

"Very good! Your file is still there, transfer back to No. 1 Middle School immediately!"

Listening to Wang Dahong's domineering words, Duan Lang looked confused and politely refused: "Just kidding, I'm in class in No. 1 Middle School now, and I'm ten days away from the college entrance examination, so I won't transfer schools." ”

Wang Dahong slapped the table and said angrily: "If you don't turn it, you have to turn it, the old man says yes, I am in charge of my territory!"

Duan Lang competed against each other, raised his hand and slapped the table, and said loudly: "I am the second middle school, why should I listen to you." ”

Wang Dahong slapped the table and said with a mysterious smile: "Don't you like school flowers, arrange Chu Xue's class for you, sit at the same table with Chu Xue, keep your grades, and finally sprint!"

"I don't agree!" Duan Lang was full of black lines, and slapped the table hard, this old man is too shameless, the beauty trick has been used, what he likes is the long-legged school flower, not the iceberg school flower, arrange for him to be at the same table with Chu Xue, Chu Xue is a thousand-year-old iceberg, don't get close to the living, and don't let people die cold.

"If you don't agree, you have to agree, no one can refute the decision made by the old man. Wang Dahong blushed and had a thick neck, blew his beard and glared, jumped up and slammed the table.

"The principal of the second middle school doesn't agree, and you can't either, you think you're the boss of the Ministry of Education!" Duan Lang also jumped up and slammed the table.

"Little bunny, wait for the transfer, I don't believe you try. Wang Dahong was domineering and smashed his fist on the table.

"Count you ruthless, try it!" Duan Lang fought against each other and smashed it with a punch.

There was a crunch, and the desk cracked a large slit, apparently scrapped.

it!

The world is crazy!

Wang Dahong has a fiery temper, has served as the principal for 30 years, and is known as the Fire Dragon King!

The Fire Dragon King has suppressed the first middle school for thirty years, and no matter how arrogant the students are, they have to kneel when they bump into the Fire Dragon King!

The three of them were horrified, and they heard that Bian Haodong slapped the table with the principal, and was criticized by the whole school, found the parents, and was almost expelled, recorded a major demerit, and was punished for cleaning the toilet for a year. Hao Dongge became famous and became recognized as the best student in Yiyi.

The three of them looked at Duan Lang with awe and admiration with the gaze of the great god, and saw Duan Lang and the principal continuously slapping the table, and the desk was scrapped, Duan Lang was even more arrogant than Bian Haodong, too domineering, too special, too special!

"Get out of the way, I'll transfer you later!" Wang Dahong waved his hand and sent Duan Lang away like a fly.

"Ding Dong! Shock the audience, forcibly pretend to be successful, and get 300 points!"

The system prompt sounded in his head, Duan Lang was silent, stood quietly in the corner, hugged his arms and looked bored, this old man had a really hot temper, and he didn't know how to become the principal.

Wang Dahong's face was red, and he kindly recruited Duan Lang, but he was refused, and he slapped the table with himself, holding back his anger, pointing at the nose of the remnant sun, and roared angrily:

"Your name is Shenma...... Remnant Yang is right, born with polio, running to kneel and begging to enter the school gate, the old man kindly accepted you into school, not only do you not study well, but you are also naughty and troublesome every day, skipping class and making trouble!"

Like an eggplant hit by the residual sun frost, he wilted his head and said fearfully: "I'm sorry, I was wrong." ”

Wang Dahong said majestically: "I'm sorry for a fart, you have to be responsible for your behavior, look at your toilet seat, dyed with green hair, look like a green-haired turtle, it will affect the city's appearance and campus order, you yourself are not chilling!"

Remnant Yang scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "This is a new social hairstyle, emerald green is the most popular tide color in the country of sticks!"

Wang Dahong was angry, took out the tailor's big scissors from the drawer, and sneered: "You don't study hard, you think about mixing society all day long, the old man teaches you, who is the biggest boss in the first middle school, bow your head to me!"

Remnant Yang's face was as earth-colored, and he wailed: "I was wrong, don't cut my hair!"

Wang Dahong came over with scissors, and was so frightened that he ran away and was about to rush out of the principal's office.

"Duan Lang, catch the green hair for the old man!"

Hearing Wang Dahong's order, Duan Lang didn't say a word, a sweeping leg put down the remnant yang, pulled his hair and walked in front of Wang Dahong, and said with a wicked smile: "Haha, I caught the green hair!"

"Uncle Duan Lang, the principal begs you, don't cut my beloved hair!"

"The old man has seen that you are full of green hair, and no one can save you today!"

Wang Dahong was unceremonious, the big scissors danced like flying, clicked for a while, the shearing was as clean and neat as the sheep, and a large piece of green hair was scattered on the ground.

Woooooo

Touching the big flat head gnawed by the dog, the remnant yang burst into tears, sobbing in despair, and ran out of the principal's office like an abandoned little daughter-in-law.

"And you kid, you are wearing the head of the plane all day long, and the oil is shiny, you think you are a big star. Wang Dahong turned his head, stared at Qian Hao's plane head with bad intentions, and turned the big scissors.

"Don't cut my hair, my dad is ......!" Qian Hao was halfway through his words when he was suddenly interrupted.

"Who doesn't know that your dad is the king of the plane, the old hairstylist of the development gallery, with good kung fu and strong skills, and first-class service. Duan Lang suddenly made a move, grabbed Qian Hao's neck, made him speechless, and lowered his head according to him.

"Oh! Your family develops a gallery, no wonder you have a riotous airplane head, the old man is also a hairdresser, and he doesn't need money to shave his head!" Wang Dahong teased, knowing that Qian Hao had no back, he waved the big scissors mercilessly, and the hair was scattered all over the ground.

Qian Hao held the teapot on his head and cried in despair: "Woo woo, my dad is ...... Qian Duojin, my family is not a development gallery, my family is a hardware store, and my family is ...... There are mines, it's too bullying. As soon as the words fell, the angry little bean bag ran out of the principal's office crying.

"Hey, you have a mine at home, why didn't you say it earlier?" Wang Dahong's face was full of embarrassment, he glared at Duan Lang, he didn't care too much, and turned his head to look at Luo Damei, who had never left.