Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Hearing what the teacher from another school said, the dean raised his head and followed the other's line of sight. He was startled.

"This year's contest questions are even more abnormal than in previous years. They handed in paper nearly an hour earlier... Did this student give up on his own?"

Another teacher said suspiciously, still holding today's contest paper in his hand.

I don’t really believe that some students will finish all the questions in two hours.

"That's not necessarily true, maybe she has already done it all?"

The teacher who said this, although he heard a negative attitude, the irony on his face betrayed his true thoughts.

Although all the attention of the dean of teaching fell on Huo Yao, who had handed in the paper ahead of time, he still paid attention to what the teachers from other schools said.

He turned his head and looked at the few people who were talking. Because the astonishment he showed when he saw Huo Yao had already been restrained, he changed to a cold and indifferent expression, "Oh, I also unconditionally believe that Huo from S One Classmate Yao did all the questions."

When several teachers saw that the dean was not smiling and polite at all, they were taken aback for a moment, and then immediately blushed after reacting.

The students who can enter the national competition are all elites, and their middle schools are almost all the best schools in the city. The leading teachers gathered here will have a sense of pride, and no one wants to be inferior to the opponent's school.

but--

What is S One Middle School, one of the top five century-old schools in the country.

And this Huo Yao, ranked first repeatedly.

Regardless of which one looks at, these teachers who are obviously overly conceited can perfectly slap their faces.

The dean of instruction twitched his lips without saying anything. He took the paper bag with the student's mobile phone next to him and walked out of the office.

Here, Huo Yao was thinking about where to find the dean of education to get his mobile phone, and when he turned around, he saw someone in his sight.

After the dean approached, he took the initiative to speak: "Xiaohuo, did you hand in your papers in advance?"

"Yeah." Huo Yao nodded.

He cleared his voice, "This contest is difficult, you...you finished it so soon?"

The dean's voice was very low, and he knew he didn't need to ask such unnecessary questions, but he still couldn't help but want to ask.

"Fortunately, it's actually not too difficult." Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, confident.

Not too difficult?

Such an arrogant tone has obvious implication: this question is actually not difficult at all.

The dean's expression is quite complicated. He was still talking to the principal yesterday that he didn't know the chances of the other party winning first place. At this time, it seemed that... he knew too little about Huo Yao.

Huo Yao ignored the complicated eyes of the teaching director, and quickly said: "Director, I have something to do, can I go first?"

Hearing the words, the dean of teaching was responsible for the safe behavior of the students. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and said, "Let me ask the principal."

Although this kind of trivial matter does not need to be reported to the principal, Xiaohuo is a talent that the principal fancy after all, and he thinks it should be said.

*

At this time, the principal was at the Institute of Biological Sciences. When the phone rang, he was still talking to people. He found out that it was the dean calling from the phone. He nodded with the people around him, stood up, and walked to the window. , Pressed the answer button.

"...Xiaohuo handed in the papers in advance, okay, you can let her pay attention to safety, let her go." The principal said calmly and hung up the phone.

After half a minute, he suddenly reacted.

Hand in the paper ahead of time? ? ?