"Drop out?"

Huacheng High School, Office of the Teacher's Department.

A middle-aged fat woman with curly hair, wearing a slightly bloated black suit and lipstick lips, opened and closed with the teacher next to her: "Heh, the current students are really hypocritical and contrived, and it is reasonable to report on time. It's really not as good as the ...... generation."

The teacher next to him smiled awkwardly: "Haha, maybe people have a secret, it's hard to say, it's hard to say......"

"Cut, what's the secret, don't you know, that student is a sick man, even if he makes a mistake, I can only scold at most, if it is replaced by a normal student, I have to tell him what he is called a filial son under the stick."

Yang Huimin said, opened the makeup bag, and took out a valuable international brand cosmetics, but it couldn't cover the yellow spots and wrinkles on her face.

"I'm annoyed!"

Just as the class bell rang, Yang Huimin left the office in a depressed manner, but saw a familiar thin figure at the school gate by the guardrail of the teaching building.

"Is that him?"

Yang Huimin narrowed her bloated eye bubbles slightly.

She recognized that it was Lin Xiao, and instantly thought that Lin Xiao was very likely to come to her to admit her mistake, so she snorted coldly, pretending to be arrogant and turned around and walked into the class.

But after waiting for a long time, I couldn't wait for Lin Xiao to knock on the door

Yang Huimin's patience gradually wore out.

At this time, it was time to turn in the awakening practice homework, and one by one the students went to her to hand in their homework.

"Stop." Yang Huimin suddenly spoke, and in front of her, there stood a thin boy with a dark yellow face and blank eyes.

"What's your attitude?"

Yang Huimin threw the homework book in the boy's face and said indifferently: "You think you are lying to me?" Actually, you're lying to yourself, yesterday's homework obviously had a record of 100 awakening exercises, but you only completed 95 of them, why don't you do the remaining five? Deliberately going against me? ”

Immediately after, Yang Huimin took out a stick with a thick adult forearm from under the desk, did not speak, just quietly looked at the boy in front of him, and his brass eyes like a tigress were full of oppression.

Perhaps he had long been accustomed to it, or perhaps he had become numb, the boy silently bent down, lifted his buttocks, and presented himself in front of the class in an extremely humiliating posture.

At that moment, someone covered their mouths and laughed.

Yang Huimin turned her head and rolled her eyes: "Who is laughing?" Whoever laughs will come up! ”

Suddenly, the entire classroom was silent, except for dozens of pairs of round eyes.

It's like dozens of invisible knives, although there is no malice, but they are coldly stabbed in the boy's back.

His face turned iron-blue, green and yellow, he clenched his teeth, and a few unassailable tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes.

Syllable!

With the swing of the stick.

Voices of humiliation resounded throughout the classroom.

When the punishment was over, the boy picked up his homework, which had been torn to shreds, staggered, and returned to his seat with a blank look in his eyes.

"If you dare to make such a mistake in the future, it will not be a wooden stick, but an iron bar!"

Seeing that the boy was silent, a happy smile of successful conquest appeared on Yang Huimin's face, and she pretended to be stern: "I'm doing this for your own good, remember, Mo Feng?" ”

The boy named Mo Feng buried his head in his desk, trembling slightly, but quickly subsided, because his desk was a small hole, through which a picture could be seen in his desk pocket.

It was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with the word steady written all over his face.

"Father, I will persevere, and I will be the pride of our family." Mo Feng muttered to himself as if he had been self-hypnotized.

"Hello?" The same table pushed Mo Feng and laughed: "Aren't you, you're so fragile?" Isn't it just being spanked, is it necessary to be hypocritical? Don't pretend, okay? ”

Mo Feng was silent, like a stone.

"Why hasn't that guy Lin Xiao come yet?" Yang Huimin looked at the door of the classroom and then at her watch: "It's been twenty minutes, are you crawling?" Grinding and chirping, it really deserves to be a famous sick seedling in Huacheng High School......"

Just when Yang Huimin's patience was about to run out, Lin Xiao's footsteps finally sounded.

"Knock knock."

At the door of the class, Lin Xiao appeared quietly and knocked on the iron door.

"Shout to report."

Yang Huimin said coldly.

Lin Xiao was silent and stood quietly at the door.

Yang Huimin turned her head, her face full of anger: "I don't know how to shout the report? When you don't look like a student, what do you still go to? ”

In the class, all the students were full of curiosity at first, and when they saw that it was Lin Xiao, seven or eight students immediately buried their heads deep in their desk pockets, not daring to look at Lin Xiao again.

Because they saw it with their own eyes, since Lin Xiao took Huang Quan to appear in the live broadcast of the class group, Jiang Lan never appeared again, and there were many discussions in private, and there were all kinds of theories.

Some say that Jiang Lan is dead, some also say that Jiang Lan lost face, so he didn't come to school, and some people say that Lin Xiao has won Jiang Lan and is now messing with Jiang Lan every day.

But in short, when Lin Xiao openly scolded everyone for being miscellaneous animals in the group live broadcast that day, his prestige had quietly replaced his former reputation as a sick man.

"Hey! You wait! Did I say let you in?! ”

Yang Huimin stood up, her eyes wide.

Lin Xiao's face was calm, he walked into the classroom as if he were blind, tidied up his desk in front of everyone, and then picked up his schoolbag and was about to leave as if no one was around.

"You're still a student?" Yang Huimin was anxious, stopped in front of Lin Xiao, held her big belly, stretched out her hand and pointed at Lin Xiao's head, her blood-red lips opened and closed: "Do you still have discipline in your eyes?" Do you still have a teacher in your eyes? Don't think that if you are sick, you can do whatever you want, let me tell you, here in my Yang Huimin, even if you are going to die of illness tomorrow, you have no privilege today......"

Lin Xiao suddenly interrupted coldly: "I said it, don't take other people's shortcomings as your menopausal fun?" ”

Yang Huimin was stunned.

The whole class was stunned.

Even Mo Feng raised his face.

"Niu, Lin Xiaoniu."

"Yes, the first one dared to confront Teacher Yang in public."

"I remember that Mr. Yang's uncle is the vice principal, right?"

"Now Lin Xiao is finished......

The whole class had different looks, some admired, some watched the play, some analyzed the matter, and some sighed sadly.

Mo Feng's tablemate first sighed at Lin Xiao's boldness, and then snickered: "Haha, there's a good show to watch, let's see if Yang Huimin will do it with Lin Xiao, this scene is exciting enough......"

Mo Feng didn't pay attention to the same table, just looked at Lin Xiao quietly.

At this moment, Lin Xiao raised his chin, a head taller than the fat and bloated Yang Huimin, his eyes were lowered, his tone was calm, and he said word by word:

"I'll say it one last time."

"Hugh uses the misfortunes of others as a talker."

"Otherwise......"

Yang Huimin reacted violently as if she had been stepped on by her tail: "Otherwise? Otherwise what? Figuring out who you are, okay? What is your identity and what am I? ”

Lin Xiao sneered: "What is your identity?" ”

"Me? I'm your homeroom teacher! ”

Lin Xiao sneered even more.

Yang Huimin squinted slightly, and took out the hole card of the pressure box: "What kind of expression do you have?" Yes, I don't think you want to continue going to school, so go to the vice principal's office to apply for withdrawal, we can't accommodate you at Huacheng High School. ”

Lin Xiao laughed angrily.

On the contrary, it is not so anxious.

"Oh? You're going to force me to drop out? ”

"I don't, anyway, you are not welcome in my class, and the other classes are the same, if you are willing to stand outside and attend classes every day, it is fine, but don't stand as far as you are sick, you are willing to stand, we are not willing to take responsibility, hehehe......"

Yang Huimin took out her nail clippers and cut her nails carelessly: "No matter how old you are, you have to be a man, you have to be interesting, don't always think that you are the second and third in the world, and don't be a demon all day long, go Ang, I have already sent a message to the vice principal just now." ”

At this moment, an old and tough voice sounded.

"Xiaojun, your Huacheng High School is managed quite well, and it is worthy of being the cradle of my Chang'an Tianjiao."

The principal of Huacheng High School, the principal of Jun smiled: "Haha, it all depends on Song Lao, without your support, I can't be the principal of Huacheng High School." ”