"Uh...... What time is it?" I clutched my drowsy head and stared at the clock on the wall with confused eyes.

"Not good!" I staggered to my feet, staring at the floating numbers with a look of horror.

Seventy fifty! Mu Qing stipulated that everyone should come to cram school at eight o'clock, and there were only ten minutes left at the moment!

"Oops. ”

I hurriedly put on my clothes, didn't bother to wash my face and brush my teeth, and hurried out of the house. In order to prevent Mu Qing from grabbing the pigtails that were late, I hurriedly hailed a taxi.

"Master, full power, ×× the building!"

The driver looked at me anxiously, nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the taxi sped out.

I clutched my head and leaned heavily in the back seat. Last night's extreme made my brain feel like a needle prick, and it hurt. If it weren't for Mu Qing's class today, I wouldn't have gone to cram school.

The car was speeding when suddenly, a sudden braking woke me up.

"Sorry, young man, I didn't see the red light. The taxi driver apologized embarrassedly.

"Red light?" I looked at my watch, seven fifty-five, five minutes left.

"Looks like there are three more traffic lights......" I swallowed, pleading in my heart not to carry it.

When the red light passed, the taxi drove a few hundred meters, and the driver's brake made my heart suddenly cold.

"Hehe, master, you drive slowly. Looking at the number 70 at the traffic light, I smiled wryly.

"Are you going to cram school, boy?" the driver asked.

"Well, the school organizes. ”

"Oh. The driver nodded, "No wonder I get text messages from the city." ”

"Text message?

"This is it. "The driver handed me his phone.

The city will severely crack down on the behavior of paid make-up classes in schools, and hopes that the general public and friends will actively cooperate and report the telephone ××××××.

"I'll go, so a**!" my eyes lit up, and the report phone number was quickly saved to my phone.

"Master, you are really a friend of the students!" I gave the driver a thumbs up.

The driver rubbed his head, not knowing what I meant.

"Master, it's a green light. ”

"Oh. The driver stepped on the accelerator and the taxi roared away.

"Cram school, we declared war. I raised the corners of my mouth, looked at the perfect curvature of my face in the rearview mirror, and smiled heartily.

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As the taxi drove away, I went downstairs and looked at the building that was more than a dozen stories high.

"The school is really hollowing out, and it's really not easy to attract attention if everyone reports this place. ”

I smiled coldly and walked slowly up the stairs. It's already late anyway, and there's nothing to fear.

This kind of spirit of a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water is vividly interpreted in my own body, which is why Mu Qing and I do not agree. (Thinking about it now, it was really stupid back then)

Report. I pushed the door open and made a report.

Mu Qing stood on a simple podium and looked at me with a frown, "You're late." ”

"Uh...... Traffic. ”

The corners of Mu Qing's mouth moved, "Come in, hurry up and find a place to sit down." ”

"Mr. Xie. I smiled and hurried to the seat that my best friend Jiang Daokun gave me.

"Now that everyone is together, I'll say a few words. ”

"A few words?" I couldn't help but snicker, chewing Xuanmai, I couldn't stop at all!

"Students, today is your first time in cram school, and it should be your first class in the third year of high school. There may be many teachers that you are not familiar with, but as teachers in key classes, they all have a very high level. If there is any teacher in the class who is the lowest, it is me. Mu Qing looked at all the students and said humbly.

"In my class, I was the least qualified. And the other teachers have been in the third year of high school and have never come down. And some of the teachers are still my teachers when I was a student, so I hope you can cooperate. With the elder of the two-word Mu Qingla, her eyes fell on me.

Cooperation, these are Mu Qing's favorite two words, but I don't cooperate. It's not that I don't like Mu Qing so much, it's that I'm lazy by nature and extremely dissatisfied with high school life, and Mu Qing is a temperamental person. As the saying goes, Mu Qing is the powder keg, and I am the inconspicuous little spark. The collision of the two will inevitably cause an uproar.

But even so, Mu Qing still tried to communicate with me. And after each communication, I will be quiet for a while, but soon my true form will be revealed. In this way, Mu Qing didn't dare to communicate with me and me, and I was also idle, and I was quite satisfied. (Again, this stupid idea)

Mu Qing's gaze stared at me for a few seconds, then shifted. I knew she was looking at me, but I didn't dare to look up, and kept looking down at the book.

Then, Mu Qing introduced the importance of the third year of high school and the matters that should be paid attention to when tutoring. One of them, not allowing to eat out, caused great dissatisfaction among the students. But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and we dare not speak out against the dictatorship of the school.

I secretly took out my phone and found the phone number to report it. I sneered in my heart, knowing why the school didn't let me eat out. The school is afraid that students will go out to eat in groups to attract attention and cause unnecessary trouble.

"Cram school, how many days do you have to live?"

I smiled and called the report.

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