Chongming Bird's name is Tang Yaoxun. In addition to being the principal of a human high school, he also holds an important position in the Demon Management Committee.
When Qilin Cub was not in kindergarten, Da Qilin often took him to work with him, and sometimes he was too busy, so he left his son to his colleagues to take care of him. In detail, the troublemaker probably plucked the beautiful and colorful tail hair of the Chongming bird when he was a child.
And every time during the Chinese New Year, little Qilin would always receive a large amount of lucky money from the other party—so he liked it very much and was looking forward to seeing Uncle Chongming!
A good babysitter, a provider of colorful feather toys, and a Yokai Coin cash machine that is only open during the festival, suddenly turned into a strict high school vice principal, who can resist this.
Ji Xingling lay on the table and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
Like him, Lin Jing wanted to sigh. He fought in front of the vice principal in a suspected bad place, smashed glass and smashed windows, ran wildly with the sound of police cars, and destroyed the decorative bricks of the public green belt. .
The two had their own concerns and didn't speak much all morning. Seeing this, the rest of Class One, Senior Two, panicked. They all speculated how terrifying the new vice principal was, and why no matter whether he was a big skipper or a top student, he seemed to be worried and in a trance, very scary.
In the afternoon class meeting, Wei Xue really received a new notice. There are three major sections for evening self-study, from 6:30 to 9:30, the school bus time and frequency will be adjusted accordingly. There is also the explicit prohibition of carrying mobile phones - but for most Shanhai students, the explicit prohibition means that they can no longer take out their mobile phones openly. Turn it to silent and put it in your schoolbag. As long as you don't swagger too much, there shouldn't be any major problems.
With the last glimmer of hope, Lin Jinghuai asked the tablemate: "It was so dark that day, did Principal Tang not remember us at all?"
Ji Xingling was silent for a while, and decided to confess leniently: "...It's unlikely, he's a good friend of my dad's."
Lin Jing was slightly dizzy to show respect, and after considering the relationship, he changed his expression: "Then he didn't remember me at all, but only deeply engraved you in his heart?"
Ji Xingling turned his head and looked at him, very weakly: "Why don't you have any embarrassment at all?"
Lin Jing said calmly, "That's right."
Lin Jing added: "To be honest, I'm considering whether to find Lao Wang for a change of position, away from you, a key surveillance element."
Ji Xingling: "..."
This is Mr. Kobayashi who is as ruthless as autumn wind sweeps fallen leaves.
Tomorrow will start evening self-study, Yu Yizhou and the others originally planned to form a game, eat and sing together, or go to the arena for a few hours to commemorate this "last free night" , but both Lin Jing and Ji Xingling were visibly disinterested. They each found an excuse and planned to evacuate as soon as the bell rang, so as not to be caught by the vice principal again for the bad behavior of "walking around after school and gathering people to eat barbecue" , Add another layer of frost on top of the snow.
Just before the end of get out of class, the owner of the drug animal at the grocery store sent Ji Xingling a WeChat message, saying that the pre-ordered Ruishou blessing bag had arrived, and asked him when he would pick it up.
Brother Xing: So fast
Grocery store owner: Because you don’t need Pixiu in your lucky bag, so it’s fast and cheap.
Pixiu is more expensive, and fetishes with the effect of attracting wealth are more expensive.
Brother Xing: Okay, then I’ll come over after school to get the remaining monster coins—
Before he could finish typing, a school uniform fell from the sky and covered the phone, which shocked him a lot.
"Ji Xingling, I'm a little hot." Lin Jing didn't change his face, "I'll put it on your side first, I'm full."
"..." It's still raining outside, why are you so hot
"Cough!" Wang Hongyu coughed heavily standing at the door of the classroom, and beside him stood the new vice principal, Uncle Chongming Tang Yaoxun.
Only then did Ji Xingling come to his senses, and quickly wrapped his phone in his school uniform and stuffed it into the desk bucket, then grabbed a ballpoint pen as a gesture of studying hard.
The vice-principal walked into the classroom and signaled the students not to be disturbed to continue their self-study. He stood by Ji Xingling's desk and looked at it for a while, then asked, "This is Chinese self-study. Why are you the only one doing math in the class?"
Wang Hongyu: "..."
Ji Xingling stood up very bitterly: "Then what, because Teacher Wang was not here just now."
Wang Hongyu said again: "..."
Lin Jing also accepted the excuse he made. Although he didn't want to worry about it, he couldn't really do nothing, so he had to go out in person again, biting the bullet and raising his hand: "Teacher, just now Ji Xingling got stuck on a question, he asked me I’m not sure about the options for this reading comprehension, so I want to wait for Teacher Wang to come back. Maybe he thinks that time should not be wasted, so hurry up and write a few mathematics.”
As soon as this remark came out, the entire second and first class of senior high school just wanted to clap their fists. As expected of the top ten dad in the grade, he was so bold to tell a lie. Master Ji took the initiative to ask Chinese questions, and he didn't want to waste time doing it. Mathematics, this kind of magical story, only the new vice principal can believe it.
"Sit down." Tang Yaoxun nodded, and then said to Lin Jing, "I heard from your teacher Wang that you are very promising to be among the top ten students in the province, and the college entrance examination is about a year away, so work hard. "
"Thank you, teacher." Lin Jing had a good attitude and a well-behaved face, and he almost put the words "I will study hard" on his head.
Fortunately, Vice-Principal Tang had a lot of work to do, so he didn't have time to ask questions about Chinese reading comprehension, so he quickly transferred to another class with a few teachers. Ji Xingling quickly changed the math problem set into Chinese, and handed him the school uniform, saying in a low voice. Said: "Thank you."
Lin Jing didn't have time to talk, so he sneezed three or four times in one breath, and when he took the clothes, his fingers felt a little cold. After all, when it rains in Jincheng in autumn, it is still very cloudy, and Dongshan Tower is even damper and colder. Ji Xingling asked, "Where's your cup? I'll get you some hot water."
Lin Jing took out a tissue and wiped his nose: "I sent you off before."
sent me? Ji Xingling recalled it for a long time, and then remembered that the night when he went to the Taotie restaurant for dinner, Mr. Xiao Lin said "whoring" with a straight face, and was so surprised that he spit out water on the spot, staining the cleanliness thermos.
"..."
Just then, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Yu Yizhou pushed him behind his back: "Go buy water?"
"Bring me a bottle." Ji Xingling kicked the chair away, "I'm going to the playground."
He remembered that there seemed to be cups for sale in the convenience store there, piled up colorfully on the bottom shelf. Facts have proved that the young master's memory is still very strong. There are indeed many cups in this store, but they are all in cartoon and dreamy style. It seems that the target customers are all female students in the school, and there are no boys.
Ji Xingling thought for a while, if he gave his tablemate a pink cup with a beautiful girl on it... Tsk, otherwise forget it.
He clapped his hands and stood up. Just as he was about to return to the classroom, a calm male voice came from behind him: "What do you want to buy?"
"..."
There were no other customers in the store, so Ji Xingling greeted honestly: "Chong... Hello, Principal Tang."
"The next self-study class is about to start, why are you still wandering around." Tang Yaoxun patted his head and warned, "Boy, don't let me see you secretly playing with your phone in class next time."
"Oh." Well, Mr. Xiao Lin has caught a cold for nothing.
"Go back and study hard." Tang Yaoxun said, "Don't be late."
"Principal Tang." Now that we've met each other, Ji Xingling thought about it, and then he spoke uprightly, "Do you have a new thermos?"
"Yes, follow me to get it." Tang Yaoxun is still willing to help Lao Ji take care of the cubs in this kind of trivial life.
Three minutes later, Ji Xingling left the vice principal's office with a large silver thermos in his arms.
As for why he hugged it, because he couldn't hold it with one hand at all, like a bazooka barrel. The middle-aged and elderly Internet celebrity hot style, large capacity, easy to get up, let you get up early to get a glass of water, drink freely all day.
Yu Yizhou lazily came over with three bottles of ice-cola, just in time to meet him, he was stunned: "What the hell are you doing?"
"Cup, don't you know me?" Ji Xingling forced himself to be indifferent. He stood in front of the water dispenser and took some hot water. He closed the lid with a "snap", hugged him back to his seat, and placed it on the same table with a "boom" sound. Said: "I'll give you a new one."
Lin Jing:
Li Moyuan and Wei Xue at the front table also turned their heads to visit this peerless giant cup, very puzzled: "Ji Xingling, why did you buy such a big cup?"
"..." Brother Xing likes big ones, can't you!
Although the feeling of being at the same table was confusing but touching, Lin Jing finally decided to accept the gift and expressed his gratitude. But the table bucket cannot be stuffed in, and it takes up a lot of space on the table, so it can only be used when you take it home.
Ji Xingling felt from the bottom of his heart that this god cup would probably be thrown into the grocery room of 1302 tonight, but it didn't matter, he also disliked it anyway, if it wasn't for the vice principal's sake, he wished he could have seen it the first time he saw it. He walked away at a glance.
After the school bell rang, Ji Xingling went to the grocery store in the back alley by himself, paying the final payment with one hand and the lucky bag with the other.
"How about it, is my efficiency okay?" The fat boss was complacent.
The efficiency is indeed good enough, but the quality of the product is... Ji Xingling looked at the purple satin pocket in the box, embroidered with pink lotus flowers and green lotus leaves, and felt that he was going blind.
What kind of hot-eyed aesthetic is this.
Why are there such savage sharks.
The fat boss tried to explain: "Isn't this a discount for you? There are no disadvantages in discounted products. The price of this kind of shark silk is the cheapest, and the effect of warding off evil is the same. I have to earn a little bit, right?"
Ji Xingling wanted to vomit blood. If he had known that the price of the discount would be the purple lotus, he would rather give up the 20% discount on the student price.
Maybe because he was hesitant, the boss immediately emphasized: "Once it is sold, it will not be returned or exchanged. This is the industry rule, you know it!"
Ji Xingling put the lucky bag casually into his trouser pocket, feeling very... a headache.
Compared with this thing, even the thermos cup in the afternoon is not so outdated, it can even be called fashionable and modern, just like what is often said in the advertisement, the silver lines highlight the bright and technological sense. So it is conceivable that it is an impossible task to give the lucky bag to Mr. Kobayashi and let him hang it around his neck willingly.
It’s true that you can’t blindly buy discounted goods, as it’s easy to get stuck.
But no matter how much experience is summed up, it can only be used as a warning next time. As for this time, as the saying goes, buy everything.
After returning home, Ji Xingling took out the lucky bag and stood at the door of the bedroom, trying to find some fashion resonance: "Mom, do you think it looks good, is it okay?"
Hu Meimei replied: "Where is it? I will believe you when you say that this broken thing was picked up from a garbage dump."
Sure enough, my mother.
Ji Xingling: ... I don't want to talk.