Touch!

The dean was thrown back into the boss's chair, gasping for air for the rest of his life.

Liancheng is not a reckless person. He knew that violence would not solve the problem, and that momentary prestige would most often lead to greater trouble. But he has learned the conclusive facts from the words of the teaching director, and Zhang Haichao's learning career in the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School has come to an end.

So easily, just a few people's decisions and a few simple signatures. A young and ignorant student was kicked out of the familiar campus.

He knew exactly why.

School leaders do not hate an ordinary student for no reason, it is not a simple antagonistic relationship of liking and hating, but a bureaucratic egoism that has plagiarized the name of the collective.

Class averages, promotion rates, and small suggestions from some powerful parents can be the fuse and the straw that pushes everything.

If it was in the past, Liancheng would have been more sleek, using side tapping to find a hint of looseness in the teaching director's words, and then Xiaozhi was moved by emotion, hoping to persuade him to change his mind.

But now, he is increasingly aware of a truth: never pin your hopes on others.

Lian Cheng lowered his hands and stared at the dean calmly. "Be careful if you break the chair, don't get me wrong, I'm worried about the chair, why don't people like you be thrown into the jungle of Uganda and play a game of brain-knocking with black-backed gorillas. It won't hurt your intelligence, and if you're stupid, you might be smarter. ”

"You, you dare to scold me?" The teaching director's face turned blue and waved his fists: "Believe it or not, I made Zhang Haichao unable to go to school again!"

Lian Cheng suddenly chuckled: "What is your salary? 10,000 or 20,000 yuan? Look at your car keys, the price of the first hand is less than 100,000 yuan, I know it's the one downstairs, it's quite new, and it's very carefully maintained? What model is Tissot, oh, I almost forgot, this is the style of the Tissot head office last year to do the staging activity. ”

"Fart!" screamed the dean, "get out of here!"

Liancheng smiled even more, and leaned forward slightly: "It's really all fart, a bunch of meaningless bullshit." I understand people like you, who dare to do anything to keep this bunch of bullshit. The little power in his hand was tricked, and he couldn't wait to let his left hand and right hand play the game of changing money together. ”

The evil aura of fighting with the evil spirits was unconsciously released, which made the fear in the dean's heart stronger and stronger.

He retorted even more hysterically and resisted: "What are you! Educate me here! I, I'm not afraid of you, you are dead, the students you are protecting are also dead, I have the principal's signature, and Deputy Director Zhang also said that his son should not live in the same class as this kind of garbage student......"

"To tell you the truth?" Liancheng laughed: "You spelled it like this, and you did so many things to feed the dog with your conscience, just for money." ”

The teaching director regretted it when he said this, but the words he said were like spilled water, and he could only stubbornly mess around: "What can I do if I'm just for money?" Zhang Haichao couldn't even pay the summer tuition fee last time, what kind of money did you mention to me, yes, my car is not worth much, and my watch is also installmented, but do you have the achievements of my life in this half of my life?"

Syllable.

It's the sound of a hard card touching a solid wood tabletop.

A pure black credit card lay quietly in the dean's sight, and he could even make out the exclusive ID "688" in the lower right corner, which meant that this was the 688th card issued by the bank.

He had seen the exact same card at the wine party.

It's just in the wallet of a senior official in a certain department, in the briefcase of a billionaire, and in the hands of a senior leader of a state-owned enterprise. He can clearly remember every ID number, but it is still the first one that is so auspicious and beautiful.

The ordinary act of putting the card on the table brought the dean a sense of oppression far more than any big man who had come into contact with him.

The evil aura has evolved into an aura of non-anger and self-authority.

Liancheng saw in the eyes of the dean of teaching, the despair of some kind of collapse of faith.

He shook his head: "Your whole life is not even half of this card." What achievements, it's all bullshit. ”

Crash.

The dean of education allowed his body to slide off the boss's chair, and suddenly the whole person was half-kneeling on the floor, his eyes staring at the card with confusion and disbelief, and all the previous inevitability was gone, leaving only the empty shell hollowed out by the money.

The edges of the cards scraped against the table with an unpleasant grinding sound, and the black rectangle gripped the dean's eyes until it disappeared into the pocket of his light brown shirt

Liancheng's tone was very sincere: "I really feel sad for your life. ”

Going to turn around and leave.

The dean suddenly raised his voice and called out to Liancheng.

"Wait! I still have something to say, I have to say, I, I have made a lot of friends in other junior high schools, and it is not difficult to transfer schools. ”

Liancheng shook his head: "I thought you figured it out, it seems that bullshit doesn't make sense." ”

With a bang, he walked out of the teaching office.

Behind him, the high-flying and domineering dean of education is now completely lost and motionless.

As soon as the door closed, Liancheng was shocked to find a familiar face waiting for him at the door.

The single-ponytailed girl's eyes flashed with stars: "Mr. Xiong, you are such a man! That teaching director is so hateful, you are teaching too right!"

She was still thinking about business, and turned her head to ask Wang Qianyi: "Let's hurry up to the auditorium, maybe that terrible little writer has already arrived?"

Wang Qianyi spread her hands and said: "The person has indeed arrived, and it is right in front of him." ”

Chen Xiuye turned his head and flicked his ponytail violently, looking at Liancheng dumbfounded, it was difficult to connect the bad writer in his mind with the green forest hero in front of him.

She raised her neck as much as possible to look directly at Liancheng, and her height of one meter five was indeed not enough in front of Liancheng.

"This, this, this ......" she stumbled speechless.

Wang Qianyi smiled and said, "Don't do this, the people in the auditorium are probably in a hurry." Well, is that Zhang Haichao your relative, cousin or cousin?" she looked at Liancheng.

Liancheng replied truthfully: "It's the neighbor's child." His parents have been busy lately, so I attended this parent-teacher conference instead, but I didn't expect something to go wrong. ”

"This is called a small problem, and it is about to be dismissed!" Chen Xiuye said anxiously.

"It's not a bad thing to start from scratch in a different environment. There are too many rich and powerful students in this kind of school, and exposure to this kind of environment is not conducive to growth. Even if it weren't, I was going to make it to his parents. Liancheng said with a smile.

Wang Qianyi thought that there was something to say in this, so she glanced at Liancheng angrily: "You are the hatred of the rich in the old era." Why is having money bad for growth? Times are changing, uncle, don't overturn a boatload of people with a rod. ”

"Some people will never be knocked over. Liancheng looked at Wang Qianyi with a little deep meaning and said, "Since you can't defeat it, then work hard to join and become a part of it." ”

"Cut, writing is love to talk useless nonsense. Hey, what are you doing with a little notebook?"

Chen Xiuye nodded and praised: "Brother Lian is right, I can use it in writing essays in the future." ”

"Can you get a high score if you are so reactionary?" replied Wang Qianyi angrily.

Liancheng noticed that Wang Qianyi deliberately used "reactionary" as an adjective, and it was obvious that she had cleverly read the meaning behind Liancheng's words.

On the way to the auditorium, while Chen Xiuye was playing with the small book, Wang Qianyi suddenly whispered to Liancheng.

"Where did that card come from?"

"I went to the bank to change it. ”

"Nonsense!" Wang Qianyi glared at him, "You are so rich, why do you still give me classes? Do you have ulterior motives? You confess honestly! Is it difficult to ......?"

She suddenly remembered her identity as a cat demon, and her expression froze.

Wrong!

Very wrong!

Liancheng is less and less like a third-rate writer who makes a living by teaching, how can any writer look like a bear? Although it is a recent change, it is too exaggerated!

Mysterious, rich, with an amazing background, and powerful.

If you want to find a similar image, isn't this James Bond in 007?

Recalling her attitude towards Liancheng, her face at this time was more wonderful than a dye vat.

Ask a state agent to help you write a middle school drama script?

I can't figure it out!