The Days of Being a Boss at School

This class... always feels a little weird everywhere.

Wu Qiong put one hand in her pocket and looked around the classroom. He knew that X High used to be a boys' school, but the male-to-female ratio in this class is obviously a bit... Excessive! There were a dozen or twenty boys in the huge classroom, and no female animals appeared.

The pale lips twitched slightly.

Naturally, he wouldn't listen to his father's words. It should be easy to become the boss in such a class, right? The boys in this school are nothing but rebellious...

He looked at the teacher beside him who was still introducing the route in a soft voice, and the corner of his mouth became more and more contemptuous.

It seems that the head teacher is also gentle enough to do nothing. Such classes and closed schools are simply tailor-made for them.

When a vague arrogance was born in someone's heart, the gentle and inactive Teacher Xu changed his head, his gentle and graceful face was distorted, and a loud shout came out of Cherry's small mouth, "Zhang Xueyuan!"

"You give Laozi up to take in new students!"

Wu Qiong: …

The classroom, awakened by this sound, suddenly became active.

"Brother Zhang, here comes a new life!"

"The old class is here, Brother Zhang, don't sleep!"

"Brother Zhang, Brother Y, the hammers of Y Gao have given you a gauntlet, do you want to take a look?"

"Brother Zhang, are you going to the basketball game next week? If you play, my sister-in-law will definitely cheer!"

As soon as this sentence was said, the lazy Zhang Xueyuan over there did not lift his head, and threw a book straight over in his hand. The heavy book was mixed with the wind, and the red-haired boy hid, slapped the table and shouted. He continued, "Brother Zhang, do you think you are cowardly or not, you have been chasing after sister-in-law for two years without success! Don't avenge your revenge, I'm helping you create opportunities."

There was fighting in the classroom, but Wu Qiong could always feel the traces of hostility lingering around her. The eyes of the group of people drifting towards him had obscure observations.

These guys! Can't you just listen to her?

Teacher Xu only felt the veins on his forehead twitching!

No, no, I am a lady, a lady who just graduated from 985... Ma Dan, in such a noisy environment, that guy can still sleep like a mountain!

"Zhang Xueyuan, hurry up and bring the old lady over to receive the new student!"

No way, still have to give the girl a little face. Especially when this girl is the head teacher.

The young man in the back seat slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the guy not far away. This newly transferred boy is still good-looking, with a youthful but not thin figure, pale lips pursed slightly, and narrow eyes with a hint of malice.

It is very in line with the appearance of the big guy in the book when he was young.

Is this guy who finally helped the heroine to greedy the hundreds of millions of inheritance that Lao Tzu has inherited so hard? Simply unforgivable!

Zhang Xueyuan stood up, his eyes lifted on his gorgeous face, and the aggressive face on him made the hearts of those facing him tremble.

"name?"

"Wu Qiong."

It seems so.

Zhang Xueyuan opened her book and finally found the plot she wrote when she first wore the book more than ten years ago. Even if the child's body has the soul of an adult, the pen power is not enough, the handwriting is crooked, and it looks particularly unrecognizable. Zhang Xueyuan's fingers slowly stopped somewhere on the notebook, he stood up straight, and squinted at Wu Qiong.

Wu Qiong.

The name of the hero of the novel.

But the plot behind... He XXXX changed |

Wait, what does this mean? In the beginning, what kind of mentality did you write about this kind of XX thing? She closed the book and finally stood up straight and looked at the person opposite her.

Isn't he a rebellious boy? I don't believe that I can't keep my position as a school bully!

Zhang Xueyuan, who was standing upright, was wearing a snow-white school uniform, and he had the taste of a school chief. She bent her eyes and restrained all her sharpness. She pointed to a position and said, "Then you will sit in front of me?"

The expressions of the people in the classroom were different, but the vague hostility that permeated the classroom disappeared instantly with Zhang Xueyuan's words.

X-high's seventh class has always been a problem juvenile class. Since this class has Zhang Xueyuan, the situation is somewhat better, at least the xenophobia is not so serious.

The boy with dyed red hair rushed over, grabbed his shoulders, and with a bright smile on his face, he shouted familiarly: "Come on, new student, can you play basketball? I should have seen Y Gao's group earlier. It's not pleasing to the eye, if you can play basketball, why don't you come together!"

Talking so well?

Teacher Xu twitched the corners of his mouth and glanced suspiciously at Zhang Xueyuan.

Strange, this guy is not a demon anymore? Is it so useful to transfer Xueba over here? Or... an emotional setback? Was that Xiao Yue annoyed at him again?

………………

The male protagonist in the novel does have a peculiar charisma. Rao knows that this group of people in his class will not betray the camp at the first glance, so he is a little stunned at the moment. Zhang Xueyuan lay back again and put the book on his face, um, out of sight and out of mind.

And she has to think about the basketball game now.

First out, then inside!

The boys surrounded by the crowd stood out from the crowd.

"I know a little basketball." After all, she is not a real boss, and now Wu Qiong couldn't hold back her cold face in the face of the kindness of these people, "I used to play basketball in the yard, and basically no one could beat me. "

"That's right, we're going to fight Y Gao this weekend!"

"That group of sticks really thought we couldn't beat them! If Brother Zhang played in minutes..."

"It's just that Brother Zhang doesn't play often."

Zhang Xueyuan?

As soon as this person was mentioned, the boys who were very eager to him just changed the subject one or two: "Brother Zhang is definitely the best basketball player here! If my sister-in-law is not here, how could he possibly play!"

When the red-haired boy heard this, he lowered his voice and whispered: "Are you saying that Brother Zhang's brain is not very good? The girl made it clear that she was cheating Brother Zhang. After receiving so many gifts from Brother Zhang, she returned a With a proud face, tsk tsk..."

"No way, who told Brother Zhang to like it!"

Everyone seemed to have noticed something, and kept silent, Wu Qiong turned her head subconsciously, and faced a beautiful face outside the window, a youthful and lovely girl with delicate facial features, and a figure that had developed in high school compared to the plain girls around her. Conspicuous, bulging on the chest, slender and charming. For some unknown reason, Wu Qiong's heart beat violently when she met that face.

Her footsteps stopped when she saw the seventh class of high school, the smile on her face also subsided, and she looked unhappy. The girl knocked on the window beside the gorgeous boy, and someone with sharp eyes opened it quickly, and said with a hilarious smile, "Sister-in-law, are you here to find Brother Zhang?" Reminds a certain teenager.

Rao is that Xiao Yue is indifferent to Zhang Xueyuan's pursuit. But I also have to admit that this young man's appearance is very good. His eyes were hazy when he woke up, and his soft black hair was softly attached to his excellent facial features. Even Xiao Yue's heart beat a little faster.

What if it's such a handsome boy? What about the school boss? I won't like this kind of straw bag!

She felt disgusted for a while, and said in her mouth: "Zhang Xueyuan, can you please stop sending me..."

A pair of fair-skinned hands suddenly came out and closed the window mercilessly...

Xiao Yue's face turned pale, and she looked at the person closing the window in disbelief. This school has a large ratio of males to females, so a beautiful girl receives a lot of preferential treatment, not to mention the seventh class where Zhang Xueyuan belongs. Don't these people know that Zhang Xueyuan is chasing him?

The delicate young man wearing glasses had clear and clean eyes. At this moment, he pursed his lips slightly and looked blankly at the girl outside the window, while pushing the paper under his hand to the deskmate who just woke up beside him.

"I've already made an appointment, take a good look..." His words were meticulous, his tone was stern, not afraid of Zhang Xueyuan, who had squinted his eyes, and said: "You made a bet with the principal, if you take the final exam this semester If you don't get into the top ten in the school, you will have to pay for the furnishings in the principal's room according to the price."

someone:…

Two days ago, the school specially organized X-high students to pick the school's sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on Saturday, saying that they would send them to the cafeteria to make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and it was still early Saturday morning.

This offends a guy who likes to sleep in.

So one day, a certain guy transported a whole carload of rotting sweet-scented osmanthus flowers from nowhere and dumped it directly into the principal's office, and threw a honeycomb into it, and locked the door very intimately by the way. That afternoon, the screams from the headmaster's office were horrific, and the headmaster's bald head had grown a whole circle for the whole week.

Everyone sighed sincerely at the time: The principal didn't fire this guy, it's really a big heart...

………………

The bald headmaster lay silently on his sofa. The principal's office had not been cleaned up before, so he could only settle down here for the time being.

Now I have a headache when I smell the scent of osmanthus.

He touched his head and answered a phone with a very resentful tone.

"Brother, I beg you, we can't harm our own family!"

"Look at the old Liu next door with a high Y height, his black hair is dark and thick..."

"…"

"Although it is indeed my nephew, but..."

"…"

A certain principal who was resigned to his fate lay flat and said, "Brother, is the last time the hair growth water still in stock? Please send it by free shipping."