Chapter 194

The old headmaster may be old and have a bad memory. At the end of school, after seeing the rapid average score of class 7, he thought that the wicked were good and converted to my Buddha and became a vegetarian. Therefore, as soon as he was in high spirits today, he recruited all the people without hesitation.

But when I went to order, it was already a mess.

The exchange group first found that Meng Feifei had been bullied. Several friends came to dissuade him first, but what they said was not so good.

"Hey, you're so noisy. Don't you want people to protest? Almost. We're different from you."

Listen, our different theme songs have come out, which shows that we have to pick up the rhythm.

"Hum, it's fun to come to the stall to eat. You can open your eyes and have a look. Fart, the plastic is padded under the bottom of the stock, not the Dragon chair." another girl from class 7 stood up and satirized them with their fake high clothes and stepped on the stool. She was full of banditry: "I dare to arrange the song god of our family without looking at whose territory this is. It's a shame for the headmaster not to beat you."

"You... Unreasonable." several top students in the opposite obviously didn't expect to invite a group of bandits. For a moment, they were frightened and shrank, and turned around to send a silent report to the teacher.

Several teachers of the exchange group also stood up along the steps and led a group of students. They came first before they arrived. "What are you doing? Go back and sit down. Don't disgrace your school. What's the matter with Yan Hua? Is that what your teacher taught? I don't see it now. Let go."

The other party put on the face of a teaching director, which aroused everyone's rebellious psychology.

"Teacher, I just want to borrow the toilet. They suddenly..." Meng Feifei didn't know it would cause so much noise. He was afraid of being damaged, so he didn't dare to tell the truth subconsciously.

But the people in class 7 are not fuel-efficient lamps. "Bah, open your eyes and tell lies. What about the sentence that scolded us just now? It was eaten by the dog?"

Meng Feifei was pulled hard again. At this moment, tears came out of his eyes.

"Don't deceive people too much!" several boys in the exchange group couldn't bear it. When they saw it, they rushed out to save people.

The people of class 7 talk a lot about Jianghu morality. They generally don't intervene to beat girls, but since their opponents move first, Dahui quickly jumped out and pushed the weak scholars back one by one. "Jianghu rules, if you dare to pick a field, you have to be responsible. Girls find fault. If you want to do it, we'll accompany you."

On the one hand, there are weak scholars who don't work hard and only understand the books of sages, and on the other hand, there are big men running across the campus. There is no comparison in combat effectiveness.

The exchange group teachers of colleges and universities were also severely shocked. When they were so angry that their eyes sparked, the late old principal squeezed in to adjust, "Zhao Dahui, you have just stopped for two days and itched again, don't you sit back quickly."

He doesn't expect the people in class 7 to apologize. These assassins still remember the last time they beat people into the hospital in the store.

Dahui doesn't want to see anyone against anyone every day. He also wants to reform and be a good student, but he won't give in this time.

"Headmaster, God song taught me that there must be a reason. We came to dinner with the light of God song today. We didn't want to cause trouble. It was their exchange group who cursed first, and it was God song. If I swallow this tone, I won't have the face to enter class 7 tomorrow."

From the social garbage that everyone despises to the example of students' progress, from silently bearing a curse to boasting, the youth in front of the bulletin board blocked the teaching director to seek justice for them, which doomed them to be loyal to the youth all their life.

The old headmaster naturally knew this. His tone was stagnant and somewhat embarrassed.

"Headmaster, are these the excellent progressive students educated by Yan Hua? Is their progress a group rebellion?" the teacher of the exchange group complained angrily, as if he could no longer bear the teachers and students under the quality of education.

"All teachers calm down. The average score of class 7, grade 2 of senior high school has increased by 100 this time. It is definitely a good student with an upward intention." the old headmaster said the last three words. He felt a little weak. But he had to turn his head and patrol the crowd. Finally, he fixed his eyes on the boy who was eating.

Yes, in this hair trigger scene, the boy is still eating calmly!

"Cough, that, classmate song ruye." the old headmaster cleared his blocked throat and said kindly, "what do you think of this matter?"

He put it mildly. In fact, he wanted the teenagers to come out and dissuade the people in class 7.

However, after Qin Qing chewed a mouthful of rice and swallowed it thoroughly, she lifted her eyes and swept to Meng Feifei, but nodded expressionless, "it's time to apologize, Dahui's right."

Zhao Dahui's children's shoes were as high as a primary school student who got a little safflower. He was so proud that he couldn't find the north. "Song God, don't bother you to eat. Let's solve this."

The old headmaster was so angry that he was robbed by the teacher next to him before he opened his mouth to continue persuasion. "Forget it, we won't eat. We'll replace Meng Feifei's classmate with us. The exchange group will leave now. In the future, we won't do this school again."

They don't want to tear their faces, but their arrogant self-esteem can't allow them to endure insult.

The old headmaster was really pierced by this sentence. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, only his mouth was full of bitterness.

Yes, they are a third rate college. Where can they be looked up to?

"Wait a minute."

At this time, a slow voice suddenly came out of the crowd. The clear voice crossed the hearts of the people. Then I saw the teenager who had been eating in the corner get up and come out, standing upright in front of the talking exchange group teacher.

"The teacher just said that in our school, I dare to ask what supports your sense of superiority?" she spoke politely and said that she was respectful and polite. Qingjun's face was shining under the white light, and the smile dotted on her lips was particularly calm and calm. Then she swept her eyes and tail, and then continued to add: "Are you wearing this famous brand clothes, or is the salary card higher than that of ordinary colleges?"

The last sentence is sharp and sharp, which makes people have nowhere to hide.

"You..." the female teacher was so angry that she didn't have time to think for a moment. She blurted out: "you poor students are not worth the exchange group wasting time and our top students wasting energy."

This is the truth from the bottom of my heart.

Since then, the illusion of whitewashing peace has finally been torn apart, and the proud people have finally opened up without reservation.

"Ha ha..." Qin Qing smiled twice, her thin eyelids opened and closed up and down, playing with the taste: "it's better for us poor students to ask for advice from the top students. What's valuable."