Chapter 229： The best youth (16)

Chapter 229: The Best Youth (16)

Somewhat annoying, Xia Ling didn't want to ignore it at all.

But the person calling her was very persevering, and she would not give up until she got up.

So she sat up, opened her eyes, and saw that in front of her, Tang Mohan was also depressed, sitting there, as if he wanted to kill someone.

Oh ... did he just wake up?

She really looked at him and thought he was sleeping in disguise. Inferring Goldbach's conjecture, Tang Mohan was actually sleeping.

"Su Xia, the class teacher said, let you go to his office."

The people nearby said to Xia Ling carefully.

Just now, the head teacher came to check the class. The girl and Tang Mohan even slept so well together, they couldn't wake up shouting.

"Boss, Yao Ku said, let you go to his office."

...

"Oh." Tang Mohan stood up.

He walked ahead.

Xia Ling ... followed.

The red marks on the faces of the two people were exactly the same, apparently they had slept for a whole morning.

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In the office, Tang Mohan stood on the left and Xia Ling stood on the right.

The middle-aged uncle's class teacher, who was nicknamed Yao Tu, was very powerful. He liked to eat garlic and didn't brush his teeth in class.

However, in this whole class, he is only good for one person.

-Tang Mohan.

Tang Mohan has a good family and good grades.

Yao Tu let go. In their class, if they study well, they are king. Whoever studies well is emperor, and they can rule the king!

He indulged Tang Mohan, but now, because of Xia Ling's kind of learning, he called the two people into the office together.

"Su Xia! How do you feel when you just arrived in this class?"

Speaking, Yao's bald tone pressed on the girl.

"Impressions? No, I don't think the desk in the classroom is so comfortable to sleep on the tummy. It's a bit high." Xia Ling smiled and frowned.

She looked at Yao Bald.

The middle-aged man was sitting at the desk, wearing an uncle's POLO shirt, a Mediterranean hairstyle, and only a few strands of black hair combed from front to back to cover the shiny scalp.

Potbelly, Yao Bao is bald.

When he saw him, Xia Ling was very annoying.

From the moment he came in, he only trained her. Regardless of Tang Mohan's approach, he could already see that his character was prone to inflammation.

Was she trying to give her some power? Or ... collusion with former teacher Li?

The girl smiled and twisted the provocative words as easily as eating and drinking ...

"Su Xia!" Yao Lei looked extremely gloomy.

He banged on the table, and the pen and textbook on the table jumped.

The loud noise almost deafened people's ears.

Xia Ling frowned, rubbing her ears.

Only Yao Lei was in the entire office, so in the face of Tang Mohan and Su Xia, he threatened and became more explicit.

"If you don't want to, let me go as soon as possible. We don't want you to be a poor student in one of them! Know how much your mother has spent and how much good things you told me before sending you in?

"You are like this now, do you want me to call your mother and call her?"

"Oh ... can you only do this trick? Is it called a parent? Okay, then you hit it, anyway, I haven't gone back to live for a few days, and I haven't seen my mother. I'm quite anxious." Xia Ling sneered and looked at him.

In the plot, the original owner was very worried about his mother.

Because Yao Lei and the Chinese teacher in front of him, he asked his parents to threaten her every three minutes.

(End of this chapter)