The Days of Being a Boss at School

???? Seeing that the term is coming to an end, and even the last day of vacation is gone. The entire x-high has entered the exam preparation period. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the guard room at the school gate was immediately crowded with people, one or two of them squatting among the piles of couriers looking for their own couriers. It was originally the end of the term, and most of the children were the only seedlings at home, so the parents naturally sent a lot of things. The guards were too lazy to send them one by one, and directly informed the students to come to the guard room.

???? Wu Qiong did not want to come. But his father said it was his stepmother's choice, and Wu Qiong became interested. That vicious woman really worked tirelessly to show her "deep love". He wanted to see what they were all about, maybe he could file a complaint.

???? Looking for it, the corner of his eyes seemed to catch a familiar figure, he shook, and then the figure turned invisibly, if you can't see it, you can't see it. He was unlucky when he mentioned Zhang Xueyuan recently. I ran out of paper in the toilet, fell back to the bedroom, and the laundry floated downstairs...

???? That guy Zhang Xueyuan didn't even look here, he was looking for a courier locally. The girls around Piansheng were still looking at the man shyly. Zhang Xueyuan was originally good-looking, his family was rich, and his own strength was outstanding. If he hadn't been hanged by Xiao Yue alone, some people would have liked him.

???? Wu Qiong retracted her gaze and turned to the pile of couriers. I really don't know what to send, it's really troublesome. He frowned, becoming impatient. Just as the teenager stood up straight and was about to leave, the suave teenager over there stood up straight, holding a courier box in his hand, with a surprised expression, "Who is Xiao Qiongqiong in the seventh class of high school?"

???? It wasn't enough to say such a low voice, Zhang Xueyuan stood up straight, shook the express box in his hand, with an incomparably embarrassing smile on his face, and shouted loudly, "Who is Xiao Qiong from Class 27 of Senior High School? Joan? Jin Yuze, is there such a person in our class?"

???? The tall and strong figure scratched his head, and responded with a naive roar, "I've never heard of it!"

???? The whole door was heard.

???? Wu Qiong: ...

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???? The two of them sat on the stairs, and the stairs on this side could still get the sun. The winter sunshine is not dazzling, Wu Qiong looked at the young man beside her while unpacking the courier, her eyes suddenly a little dazed.

Speaking of which, Zhang Xueyuan is not really tall, but his facial features are very good, and those thin lips don't know what to paint, they are delicate and lustrous, like a rose on the branch, they look at him. Heart beating faster. What does a boy with such red lips...really...

???? The next second, this incomparably heartwarming young man clenched his fingers into claws and grabbed the express carton, and there was a harsh clatter in the air.

???? Oh, almost forgot about this guy's feat of hitting ten, Wu Qiong looked back with a dark face, a little flustered.

???? "What did your father send you?" he asked coldly, sitting up straight.

???? Zhang Xueyuan went to find the courier his father gave her. Zhang Mo didn't know where he went. Seeing that his son's final plus birthday was coming, he said he bought her some gifts. Zhang Xueyuan looked at the pink exposed from the broken paper box. When she thought of the aesthetics of the two Zhang brothers, the pink princess dress with hot eyes was still lying in her closet honestly, so someone was quick-witted. Covering the box, he cleared his throat and said, "I don't know. I'll look at it when I go back. What did your dad get you?"

???? She approached Wu Qiong curiously and had a strong thirst for knowledge.

???? Wu Qiong only felt a little uncomfortable, but took a pair of scissors in her hand and opened the express carton, which contained some clothes and food. There was nothing wrong with the clothes, but they were a little thinner. Just the food? There was a hint of chill in Wu Qiong's eyes, and she sneered, "It's really well-intentioned."

???? He is allergic to nuts, and several of these pastries have nuts in them. However, those pastries didn't have ingredient lists, and the woman's mind was delicate. He picked up a biscuit and crushed it. At that moment, his expression was frighteningly cold, and his youthful face really looked like a future overbearing president.

???? "...If you want to eat it, you can give it to me."

???? "What do you want these for? Feed the dog—"

???? "My uncle really likes it."

???? Wu Qiong glanced back at her, then looked at the headmaster's office, which was close at hand, was silent for two seconds, and shoved the thing into his arms fiercely! The principal was very kind to him, and it was the principal who came to get them out of the fight that day. It was the first time in his life that he entered the police station, all because of this bastard! Fires up just thinking about it!

???? "Last time you said you wanted me to have a good relationship with my stepmother, then what?!"

???? He's almost had enough! But apparently his stepmother was even more impatient, and she could even come up with the nasty idea of ​​giving nut biscuits.

???? "Then?" Zhang Xueyuan raised his eyebrows, put his hand into the cake, took a piece and took a bite, tsk tsk tsk, I have to say, these things are really delicious, "Then don't let the child be born. "

???? The child in the stepmother's womb is already seven or eight months old, and it will soon be ripe. Don't let the baby be born? ! Although that child is of the same mother as him, he is also his brother or sister! How can it be……

???? Wu Qiong raised her eyes and looked at him, full of shock. The boy's slender fingers twisted a piece of cake, his eyes were smiling, and the sun shone on his brows, all of which were blocked by those cicada-like eyelashes. Zhang Xueyuan is this serious? The tone was still smiling, so calm that it was unclear whether it was true or false...

???? No, he knows Zhang Xueyuan, it is impossible for him to give him this kind of advice...

???? And this kind of advice - "That's my brother or sister!" Wu Qiong lowered her voice and her eyes were firm: "I will never do such a thing!"

???? The original domineering president would do such a thing, after all, he also harmed the Zhang family. This time, he actually refuted her righteously? Zhang Xueyuan looked at Wu Qiong seriously, this young man who had just entered and was full of anger still had sharp eyes, but he didn't have the deep hatred in his eyes, but he was much more pleasing to the eye?

???? As long as he doesn't get close to the heroine, he is a good person? The heroine is really a jerk! Obviously the author has given her good qualities, but every time she encounters a problem, she ends up relying on Wu Qiong. Wu Qiong not only has to deal with family affairs, but also help the heroine...

???? Wu Qiong looked at Zhang Xueyuan with a bewildered expression and patted his head with relief, sighing like a loving old father coaxing a child: "Good boy, really good boy!"

???? Wu Qiong: ***&*&&&&! Lao Tzu was also a ruthless character back then! "Get your hands back from Lao Tzu's head! Or else—"

???? "Or?" Zhang Xueyuan smiled and looked at him, the other free hand "stroking" the wooden stair railing next to him, with a firm hand...

???? Wu Qiong can bend and stretch: "I didn't wash my hair today."

???? Then I don't really want to touch it. Zhang Xueyuan withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Actually, the next step is very simple. Discuss the next plan with your father and let him see the true face of your stepmother." Isn't it just an old relationship? I don't believe that there is no time to wear it out step by step.

???? "My father?" Wu Qiong sneered. If that man can really be so smart, how could he be confused by his stepmother until now?

???? "Yes, your father!" The boy stood up, the sunlight dragged his figure for a long time and enveloped him, the boy leaned over, his condescending eyes were so firm that one could not help but follow. Zhang Xueyuan always has this kind of magic power in him, even if he thinks his words are absurd in his heart, he still makes people believe that as long as what he said is true.

???? The face of the teenager, the eyes are close at hand. Wu Qiong raised her head and looked at him in a daze, with Zhang Xueyuan's calm but reassuring voice in her ears: "You have to remember, Wu Qiong, your father values ​​you more than your stepmother!"

???? Even in the novel, when Father Wu was extremely disappointed with Wu Qiong, he resolutely handed over most of the property to Wu Qiong, leaving only a small part of the money for his wife and second son. In the novel, there is a sentence in Wu Qiong's monologue after the death of Wu's father. Even if Zhang Xueyuan forgot most of the plot, he still remembers this sentence.

????——Even though he almost forgot what his father looked like, he could still remember the warmth of those hands touching the top of his head.

Zhang Xueyuan felt extremely sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand again, touched his head "gently and lovingly", and sighed, "Good boy. I still value you very much, your father."

???? Wu Qiong decided to feed the dog with all the emotions in her heart!