Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

‘Wait a minute, let’s fight first. '

If this ruffian speech is placed in an environment with a very bad atmosphere, such as in a group of gangsters, it should be a common line, but in this chat room where top students from all over the country gather and love learning as their vocation , it is tantamount to a single nuclear bow.

The young man who sat in front of the computer in a daze for a long while still had the draft paper of calculations in his hand, looked at his opponent's darkened profile picture and the extremely casual scrolling information, suddenly gave a chuckle, his well-shaped lips curved elegantly, and said softly He murmured, "What an interesting person."

However, Qin Qing, who lightly dropped a deep water fire bullet, which triggered a fierce brainstorming among tens of thousands of outstanding students, put the matter behind him in a blink of an eye, chose a place to avoid the noon sun, poked the screen and chatted with his guardian In full swing.

'I'm sure you can handle it. '

When I received the reply near noon, Major General Feng was still as gentle as a parent. Since the last time we met at the show, this person seemed to have changed his ways. His speech was very direct, and sometimes even forced her to pick it up. The heart of a girl who has been missing for a long time.

Qin Qing still couldn't connect the four words of care and preparation with the ice cube face in his impression. He slid his fingertips unconsciously to the video button, and shrank back when he remembered that he was dressed as a boy, and replaced it with words to tease.

'You can't be a fake Feng Yan, you used to speak very aggressively. '

Some time ago, her attitude was tough and full of orders, so she almost took her to stand at attention and take a break to go to the army, train in the team, and practice at home from time to time. If she disagrees with her, she will be punished. The contrast with the present is not the slightest bit.

However, one minute, two minutes passed, and the news on the other side disappeared again. Qin Qing pursed her lips slightly, and a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

Shouldn't you be angry?

Just as he was carefully guessing, the phone finally buzzed again, and the interface showed that the other party had sent a picture.

Qin Qing's heart moved, she swiped her finger on the screen to unlock it, and opened the big picture nimbly. The face that came into view instantly became vivid, like a mottled halo of light on the top of her head covering her body tightly, and her nose was almost You can smell the cool smell on the other person.

"Hehe..." She couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth, and a slight smile escaped from her thin lips, and there was a sweetness in her laughter that she didn't even realize.

Because of her unintentional ridicule, the cruel man solemnly sent a fresh selfie. The straight man's angle filled the frame with his face. The cold expression was still the same as before, but looking through the screen, a new selfie appeared. Very cute.

'it's me. '

In the end, the other party verified it again, but Qin Qing, who was under the shade of the tree, laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath.

‘Ahem, I see, it’s almost time for class, let’s talk back. '

Fortunately, there was no video to reveal her laughter, Qin Qing quickly prevaricated a reason, to prevent the other party from asking her to take a selfie.

‘Well, there’s still something to do here, I’ll go back in a while. '

After explaining the date of returning home, the warm daily communication is more comfortable than the high tide. Qin Qing hummed a little tune and went back to the class. It took a long time to find out that she missed her appointment on the software again.

When it was the first class in the afternoon, the fan above the head was blowing hot wind and people were drowsy. A group of teachers from the Teaching Office came outside the corridor of Class 7 and interrupted the hypnosis teaching on the podium.

After all, the matter of the food stall could not be concealed. After Zhou Ming was hospitalized, Zhou's parents rushed to the school and kicked down the gate of the office, threatening to ask for an explanation.

"Our child has always been excellent in character and learning, and he came to school in the morning, but after a while, he broke his ribs and had a hole in his head. Now the hospital is saying that he is psychologically traumatized and needs to be treated. This is how you teach. Is it?" The other party's angry roar exploded in the calm office, and then pointed the finger at Class Seven with sharp words, "I don't care if the school accepts a bunch of uneducated students for tuition fees or other things, But my son is different from them, they are willing to degenerate and become the scum of society, we can’t control them, but it’s not okay to harm my son!”

This is not the first time that the parents have raised the issue of rejecting Class Seven, but it is the first time it has been brought up on the stage.

So in the sweltering afternoon weather, the students from class 7 were taken to the playground to line up. Under the scorching sun, the surface was like a natural furnace. The heat burned the skin along the ankles, making people even more irritable.

"Tell me about you people in class seven. You know how to cause trouble all day long without knowing how to study. How many troubles the school has caused you, can't you restrain yourself?" Come.

Standing at the forefront, Dahui from the sports committee moved his lips and muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's not our fault this time..."

It's a pity that other people have a loud and rough voice, not to mention the teacher in front, even the students behind can hear clearly.

"Zhao Dahui!" The director turned his head and yelled out his name and surname, "The school is in a mess because of you people, don't think I don't know, you hurt people from other schools today, if The other party's parents came to the door, let me see how you will end up then?!"

If you said that you were still discussing the matter as it is before, then the subsequent remarks are obviously targeted with personal emotions.

When it was time, Luo Zihang was the first to stand up.

"Director, Zhou Ming just found my bad luck after losing the basketball game in the morning. It has nothing to do with other people. If you want to settle accounts, you can just find me." With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked to the front of the queue with his hands dangling. It looks more imposing than several teachers.

"Luo Zihang, it's you again?" The director was obviously impressed by this Yanhua school bully, and his face sank a little, "I remember I warned you before school started, no matter what your family does , when you enter school, you'd better keep yourself safe, and if you don't know how to study, stay in Class 7 and don't come out to cause trouble. Have you forgotten that you already have two big mistakes? A basketball game can cause so many troubles, I I see that you really don’t want to study in Yanhua anymore. Also, don’t you like to be a hero? I won’t give you a chance this time. Even your brothers will be demerited. I think it’s enough to expel some rat shit Already!"

Scumbags, troublemakers, mouse feces... These labels that seem to be walking are firmly pasted on the foreheads of the students in Class 7, and when things come to them, both students and teachers can confidently throw out the labels and trample on them. their dignity.

It seems that the root cause of this disaster is not important, and no one is going to get to the bottom of the truth. The students in Class 7 have long been accustomed to this kind of treatment, gnashing their teeth and clenching their fists but never saying a word.