Chapter 155: Whoever provokes Teacher Lin is to provoke me Song Biao

After Lin Zhengran left, Principal Pan squatted on the ground with his face covered.

The corners of his mouth trembled: "What the hell is going on, why did I kiss Teacher Lin?" What's wrong with my heart beating so fast, do I like Mr. Lin? But why, he's obviously someone my sister likes, no, he shouldn't be liked. ”

Principal Pan kept muttering to himself.

In the end, he didn't come up with a reason, just covered his face and squatted on the ground, his face getting redder and redder.

It was my first kiss, why did I give it away so inexplicably.

And after Lin Zhengran walked out, he also happened to see He Qing at the staircase.

He Qing, who was going upstairs, also laughed unexpectedly when she saw Lin Zhengran: "Zhengran? ”

Lin Zhengran: "You were also called by the principal?" ”

He Qing smiled and nodded: "Yes, I guess it should be your regularization, did you just come out of the principal's house?" How was the conversation with the principal? ”

Lin Zhengran snorted.

I thought it should be okay to talk.. Although chatting and chatting, I was inexplicably kissed.

Lin Zhengran: "I think it's okay. ”

He Qing didn't think much about it: "That's fine." She lowered her voice and blocked her mouth and said, "If there is a problem later, I will say more good things to the principal, and I will definitely make you qualified today." ”

Lin Zhengran smiled: "Okay, thank you, but I don't think it's a big problem, I still believe in myself." ”

He Qing looked like she wanted her to touch her head:

"I think so too, but I'll try to help you anyway."

Looking at her eyes, Lin Zhengran knew what she was thinking, so he touched her head with his hand, and He Qing smiled happily with satisfaction.

Lin Zhengran: "Then I'll go back to the office, you can go." ”

"Okay."

Watching Lin Zhengran leave, He Qing continued to walk briskly to the principal's office, stood at the door and knocked on the door.

As a result, the principal in the office was startled by the knock on the door.

Squatting on the ground, he looked at the door in surprise.

Blushing.

Who is knocking on the door?

Mr. Lin?

Is Mr. Lin back?

What did he come back for?

What are you doing with yourself?

Principal Pan looked at the spacious office, suddenly covering his lips and blushing.

He's not going to like himself, is he?

Should I agree? After agreeing

Do you want to do it with him in the office, here?

Are you finally going to become a real woman?

What should I do if I am pregnant?

Do you want to give him a baby? How many are you?

When to get married? Do you want to meet his parents first?

What is the child's name, how to explain it to his sister... How do you feel like things are so much!

He Qing heard no response from inside the house outside, so she knocked on the door again: "Headmaster? Am I He Qing? Are you there? ”

He Qing's voice made Principal Pan break his illusion at once.

"Huh? Teacher Ho? ”

He Qing snorted: "Ah, it's me, didn't you call me over?" ”

Principal Pan suddenly came back to his senses and hesitated: "Oh yes, you wait a minute, just two minutes." ”

He Qing: "Okay, then I'll wait." ”

Principal Pan clutched his chest in the room and let out a long sigh of relief.

It turned out to be Teacher He, not Teacher Lin who came back...

There was a hint of disappointment on her face.

I had already planned that if he said he liked himself, he would be here with him...

It's okay to lock the door and do that kind of thing

Principal Pan blushed and shook his head: "Forget it, he is in his thirties, how can he like himself?" What to think, impossible, impossible, impossible, stop thinking. ”

Principal Pan stood up and adjusted his breathing vigorously.

Sit back on the boss's chair and stay dignified: "Teacher He, please come in!" ”

He Qing pushed open the door and walked in after hearing the voice.

Seeing that the principal was still sitting at the desk very calmly, everything was as usual: "Principal, you have something to do with me?" ”

Principal Pan's brain is correcting from a short circuit.

"Ah, something, yes, yes, I remembered!"

He Qingxin thought about it, what the hell did it mean, did the principal forget to find himself?

Principal Pan coughed and looked serious:

"That's right, this afternoon is the end of Mr. Lin's internship period, and I am thinking about taking Mr. He to inspect how he has been teaching in the past two weeks in the third class."

He Qing knew that he had guessed correctly: "Okay, you can." ”

Principal Pan thought for a while: "Oh yes, we'll know about the students later, and I also want to ask Mr. He, how is Mr. Lin getting along with his colleagues in the past two weeks?" ”

He Qing thought for a while: "I really don't know this very well, after all, I am not in the same office as him, but to be honest, the relationship between the male teachers and Teacher Lin is very ordinary, after all, Teacher Lin is a very individual person." ”

Principal Pan nodded: "That's right, are there any people who have opinions about Teacher Lin or something?" ”

He Qing shook his head: "There shouldn't be this, right?" Although Mr. Lin is not a good man, the teachers in our school should not be looking for trouble or something. The quality of everyone is quite high. ”

Principal Pan snorted.

I thought to myself, that's fine, if someone deliberately makes trouble for him... I must teach each other a good lesson.

How can I trouble Mr. Lin? Anyway, he also likes the person his sister likes.

Principal Pan raised his head and smiled: "Then this is the matter, nothing else." ”

The classroom of the sixth class of the second year of high school was noisy, and after everyone returned to the classroom, Song Biao suddenly stepped onto the podium.

Knocked on the table with a book.

"Be quiet! I'm going to say one thing as the class leader. ”

Not to mention that his voice really worked, everyone looked at the podium.

Song Biao said: "From now on, as long as it is Teacher Lin's class, which is our class teacher, everyone is not allowed to sleep and skip class to make trouble, especially those who want to trouble Teacher Lin. ”

Song Biao looked at Tang Zhiming in the classroom: "Tang Zhiming, you are a member of the disciplinary committee, right?" ”

Tang Zhiming smiled: "I don't need you to say it, I promised the teacher a long time ago, and no one will dare to skip class without reason in the future." ”

Song Biao nodded; "That's good."

He said to everyone, "That's it! What I said is very clear, I hope everyone will at least study hard in Mr. Lin's class! ”

After speaking, Song Biao walked down.

Most of the people in the classroom were confused.

Only a person in the back row with a tattoo on his neck and Erlang's leg laughed: "What the hell is going on?" Tang Zhiming and Song Biao, why are you two still afraid of teachers now? What's the situation? ”

Tang Zhiming and Song Biao glanced back at him.

Song Biao said with a somewhat evil face: "Zhang Zhi, I warn you not to find trouble, as the class leader, I said that no one can make trouble in Teacher Lin's class!" ”

Zhang Zhi looked at Song Biao's threatening eyes, and then looked at Tang Zhiming's approaching eyes.

It seemed that some people knew that these two people were not easy to mess with, so they swallowed their saliva: "I know, why didn't I say that I caused such a fierce trouble?" ”

Song Biao sat down again and said loudly;

"Anyway, that's all I have to say! Everyone will study hard in the future and don't make trouble for Teacher Lin, but if you make trouble for Teacher Lin, then make trouble for me Song Biao, the third period is Teacher Lin's class, everyone read and stop arguing! ”

The student named Zhang Zhi sighed and took out the book from the hole in the desk, a little confused about what was going on in this class.

Isn't it the hardest class to manage? Now why are they all studying hard and listening to lectures?

The class bell rang shortly after.

Lin Zhengran gently kicked open the classroom door as usual, only to find that the classroom was very quiet as soon as he landed.

Blinked, and stepped back to look at the sign on the wall.

Am I on the wrong shift?

"That's right, the sixth class of high school, why is it so quiet?"

(End of chapter)