The Villain’s Face Slapping Counterattack

Chapter 71: The Seventh World President Slapped in the Face and Reborn

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"Mr. Wen, what do you mean?" Zhou Qiang asked.

"Hahaha, it's nothing, just your Xueli and my Xiaochan seem to be in love." Wen Zhuyao said jokingly.

But Zhou Qiang didn't think he was joking. Others didn't know how much Wen Zhuyao valued his daughter, but Zhou Qiang knew it best. When he was with Wen Zhuyao, he spent almost all his energy on it besides work. Bring up your daughter.

The current Wen Chan is excellent in all aspects and has a docile personality, which is Wen Zhuyao's greatest pride, and since he called like this, it means that he disagrees.

In fact, Zhou Qiang thinks it doesn't matter, people who are almost twenty, isn't it normal to have a relationship, but it's okay to fall in love, but if the object of the relationship is Wen Zhuyao's daughter, then it must not be allowed.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely manage the teaching etiquette well."

"Hey, don't say anything about discipline. For such a big child, let him restrain himself. If you really want to fall in love, you should do it after graduation. It's not the time to fall in love. Besides, I'm their previous principal. This school does not allow dating, if it affects the atmosphere, it will be bad."

"Yes, teacher, I will definitely tell Xueli not to look for Xiaochan in the future."

"Okay, that's it."

"Goodbye, Mr. Wen."

Putting down the phone, Zhou Qiang suppressed the anger in his heart, politely said a few words to let the students eat first, and then went upstairs.

Zhou Xueli was also depressed at the moment, holding his mobile phone, ready to call Wen Chan, but before he dialed, his mobile phone was slapped to the ground by Zhou Qiang.

Before he understood what was going on, Zhou Xueli looked at his father, but Zhou Qiang slapped him hard.

After Zhou Xueli finally came to his senses, he started to run away, because Zhou Qiangguang slapped him, he was already perplexed, and instead picked up the stool next to him.

"Boom!"

The solid stool was smashed to pieces, which showed that Zhou Qiang was really out of breath.

Looking at the stool on the ground, Zhou Xueli was frightened. Across the table, Zhou Xueli asked, "Dad, what's wrong? Why?"

Zhou Qiang took a few breaths, pointed at Zhou Xueli and reprimanded: "You still dare to ask me what's wrong? Shouldn't you hit me? Who is Wen Chan? She is the daughter of your father and my teacher. How dare you hit her? I don't have anyone I respect in my life, only Wen Zhuyao, but you still want to sleep with his daughter, it's easy for me not to kill you."

Zhou Xueli also felt uncomfortable, because he hated Zhou Qiang's words, what is "sleeping his daughter", does he like a girl just to sleep with her, can't he treat her wholeheartedly

That's right, my father has countless lovers. Speaking of which, for him, playing with women is just for sleeping.

"Dad, I really like Xiao Chan."

"You still dare to quibble, okay, then you can see if I can beat you to death." After finishing speaking, Zhou Qiang went out, only to come back a few seconds later, with an extra golf club in his hand.

That's why Zhou Xueli was afraid. That thing would kill people if it hit it, right

"Dad, calm down, calm down, I was wrong."

Holding up the golf club, Zhou Qiang asked, "What's wrong with you, tell me."

"Dad, I shouldn't like Xiaochan, I won't go to her in the future."

"Okay, I'll give you another chance. If you dare to look for her again, I will definitely break your leg. I will do what I say."

"Yes, Dad, I promise." Zhou Xueli said eagerly, because Zhou Qiang really kept his word.

Zhou Qiang snorted coldly, turned around and left. Zhou Xueli tried to calm down and spit out the blood from his mouth. He began to wonder how Zhou Qiang knew about him and Wen Chan.

The only ones who knew about this matter were myself, Wen Chan, the principal, and Zhou Xu. It was impossible for the principal, and only Zhou Xu was the only one who knew about it.

Clenching his fists tightly, he swore that he would never let Zhou Xu do anything wrong again in his life.

At this time, Zhou Xueli also discovered that although he was reborn, he didn't know if it was the butterfly effect, and Zhou Xu would not do the things in his previous life, so what should he do

After thinking for a long time, Zhou Xueli decided that no matter what, he needs to exercise his body first, because he doesn't want to be chased and beaten by Zhou Xu in this life.

Just when Zhou Xueli was about to go to the bathroom to wash his face with a swollen face, he and Zhou Xu met again.

His face was flushed by Zhou Qiang, Zhou Xueli lowered his head and covered his face slightly, he didn't want to be seen by Zhou Xu and be ridiculed again, but he covered his face here, and Zhou Xu had already walked over there. .

For some reason, Zhou Xueli felt that this kind of ignorance made him more angry and embarrassed than being ridiculed. Standing in the corridor, he clenched his lower lip to calm himself, because at this moment he did not have the strength to fight Zhou Xu.

Reborn once again, Zhou Xueli felt that he had at least learned to endure.

On one side Zhou Xueli is still forbearing, on the other side Wen Chan is standing in a dark space, or in other words, a storage room.

When she was a child, she would be beaten for disobedience. Wen Zhuyao stopped beating her in junior high school and made her stand as a punishment, but now that she is in college, she is still punished to stand.

Wen Chan's father, Wen Zhuyao, really knew her very well. Wen Zhuyao knew all of her habits, so during the meal, Wen Chan just casually said, "Today's class went well, the teachers and classmates are very good." Zhu Yao figured it out.

"Xiao Chan, what happened today? Tell me the truth, don't wait for me to find out by myself."

Wen Chan was only left in shock, but what she didn't know was that she almost never used the word "very" in front of her father. For example, she usually said that the weather was good instead of "very" good. She would say that the course was okay, Instead of "very" going well, she would say all her words in a restrained manner, but today's answer was very frank, which she couldn't hide even if she wanted to.

Lowering her head, Wen Chan said, "Dad, I'm in a relationship."

"Who is the other party?" Wen Zhuyao's words were very cold. He said that Wen Chan was not allowed to fall in love when he was in college. She was different from those second-generation officials and rich second-generations. She could not indulge.

"Zhou Xueli from Uncle Zhou's family." Wen Chan confessed, because she didn't need to hide it, or it was useless for her to hide it, Wen Zhuyao would still find out.

Then she was put in confinement. In this dark small room, Wen Chan repeatedly asked if this was really the life she wanted, and was this the father she really wanted

She told herself over and over again, yes, yes, but another voice in her heart became louder and louder, and this voice kept saying: "No, this is not the life you want at all, your life should be free , your life should also be free, don’t be controlled anymore.”

Strictly controlled life, strictly protected daughter, Wen Zhuyao is an educator, has been the principal for seventeen years, his students are all over the world, whether in politics or business, there are his students, some have even become university Alligator, but he has been going to extremes in educating his daughter.

In the dark space, Wen Chan tried to calm herself again and again. After waiting for three hours, when the door opened, Wen Chan smiled obediently and said, "Dad, I was wrong."

Wen Zhuyao nodded and said, "Well, let's go practice the piano, I haven't practiced for two hours today."

Wen Chan looked up and saw the wall clock on the wall. It was already eleven o'clock at night, and after practicing the piano for two hours, it would be one o'clock in the morning. After practicing the piano, she still needed to practice calligraphy for another hour.

Fortunately, now she doesn't have to dance every day, otherwise she wouldn't have to sleep tonight.

Thinking of the two hours of playing the piano, two hours of dancing and one hour of calligraphy every day, Wen Chan suddenly felt ridiculous. In fact, what she hated most in her life was playing the piano, followed by dancing.

Perhaps, if Wen Zhuyao was not so strict, she might not hate it so much, but now she is very disgusted when she sees the piano.

She likes painting, likes to see other people outline a lifelike figure with a few strokes, and likes the thick and colorful oil paintings, but she has no right to choose.

When practicing brush calligraphy, she would occasionally secretly draw a small animal with a brush, but she had to tear it up immediately after the drawing, because Wen Zhuyao would come to check it, and she always said that the torn rice paper was waste manuscripts, but At this moment, Wen Chan felt that what was torn up was not a waste manuscript, but all her happiness.

For two hours, Wen Chan played the piano like a puppet. When the play was over, Wen Zhuyao came up and gave her a glass of warm milk, "Go to bed early, I don't need to practice calligraphy today."

"Okay, thank you Dad."

After obediently drinking milk, washing up, and lying on the bed, Wen Chan found that her mobile phone was gone, replaced by a new mobile phone that just went on the market.

The phone case is pink, very light and cute, but Wen Chan doesn't like it.

She was prescribed a path, but Wen Chan became more and more reluctant to take this path.

Wen Chan couldn't remember Zhou Xueli's phone number, and Zhou Xueli's cell phone had been smashed, and the two fell asleep thinking about each other.

Of course, Zhou Qiang's beating could not be hidden, so before Zhou Qiang went downstairs, Zhou Xu sent those students to go home, and he discussed with Ke Tuer how to make this video.

Ke Tuer asked Zhou Xu if they had a theme for this event. Zhou Xu thought for a while and said, "I have to ask the principal about this, because the posters for the event haven't been posted yet."

"Then why..." Ke Tuer was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that there was no such event at all. Zhou Xu said this just to help her.

"Why help me?" Ketuer asked, "I don't seem to have anything I can do for you, or in other words, do I have any value that I don't even know about?"

With slightly curved lips, Zhou Xu said, "Of course, because I want to work with you to bring down my dad."

"What's the meaning?"

"Literally," Zhou Xu said, got up and left the table, and continued, "Anyway, everything hasn't started yet, so you can refuse me at any time."

Zhou Xu went upstairs. In the corridor, he met Zhou Xueli whose face was red and swollen, and the way he looked at him made Zhou Xu understand. It seemed that he had blamed himself for complaining again.

Ignoring him, Zhou Xu went back to his room.

After returning to his room, Zhou Xu started to sort out the plans for the short video contest, and at the same time began to design posters, because he was talking nonsense about this contest, but since he has a "close relationship" with the principal, Zhou Xu will definitely take advantage of this.

Finished the project overnight and made the poster design at the same time. When I went to bed, I looked at my watch and it was already half past one in the morning.

Hurry up to wash up and get ready for bed. Before going to bed, Zhou Xu casually turned on his phone and glanced at it, and then saw the text message from the principal Nie Yuantong.

"I want to kiss you."

Smiling slightly, Zhou Xu sent back a text message: "You promise me one condition, I will let you kiss enough tomorrow."

After sending, Zhou Xu planned to go to sleep. After all, it was already early in the morning, but it took only a few seconds for the text message to be sent, and there was a reply.

"No matter what the conditions are, I will agree first."

The corner of Zhou Xu's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he replied again: "In this case, I will remember my promise."

Then Zhou Xu turned off the phone and went to sleep, but Zhou Xu could also imagine the reaction there.

Early the next morning, Zhou Xu went to school and didn't eat at home. Zhou Qiang also left early because he had something to do in the company, and Ke Tuer was going to pick up her acting career again. As for Zhou Xueli, He got up late again.

He always likes to sleep in late, and he went to bed late last night, so it was already past class time when he got up today.

After a hasty breakfast, he got in the car and headed for school.

In the end, Zhou Xueli still missed the first class, and the teacher happened to call roll for that class. Zhou Xueli could only sigh when he knew it, because the teacher of this class always pays attention to his usual grades. Very strict.

When it comes to the sophomore department, this teacher is the final reviewer. If he disagrees, then he will be considered to have chosen his favorite department. If there are many people who choose this direction, those who are not in the usual roll call will definitely be eliminated first. .

There was no way, Zhou Xueli thought that it was already like this anyway, so try to review it well during the exam, and, at the moment, Zhou Xueli didn't have any thoughts on it at all, all his thoughts were on Wen Chan.

He promised his father not to contact Wen Chan, but he couldn't help thinking about it, especially Wen Chan's gentle and watery appearance always tickled his heart.

He had to find an opportunity to chat with Wen Chan first. After all, he didn't want to hide Wen Chan. If possible, the two of them had better agree to be together after graduation from college.

Zhou Xueli is still considering how to have an affair with Wen Chan, while Zhou Xu has already passed the application for the small video contest.

In the morning, Zhou Xu came to the school early, and after arriving, he waited at the door of the principal's office. Perhaps it was a coincidence that Nie Yuantong also came to the school early today.

In the empty corridor, in the light morning light, Zhou Xu put one hand in his pocket and leaned against the window sill of the corridor. Seeing Nie Yuantong coming, he maintained the posture of leaning on the window sill with one hand in his pocket, waved to Nie Yuantong, and said in a clear voice. : "Good morning, Mr. Principal."

Nie Yuantong confirmed again that he really liked this person, because his rapidly increasing heartbeat had already betrayed him.

Taking a few steps forward, turning around and confirming that there is no one in the corridor, Nie Yuantong pulled Zhou Xu into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Being hugged by Nie Yuantong, Zhou Xu was very comfortable, because he liked this familiar embrace, it was very safe and reassuring.

"Principal, enough hugs, how about we go to your office?"

Being hugged by Nie Yuantong, Zhou Xu said this not because of anything else, because Nie Yuantong's indescribable position has already been hardened, and because he is the head of a school, Zhou Xu feels that he should save some face for him Otherwise, if the students saw him like this, he would probably be very disillusioned. After all, the principal's prestige among the students is still very high.

"Um."

Turning around, took out the key to open the door, Nie Yuantong pulled Zhou Xu into his office, and after entering, Nie Yuantong turned around and locked the office door again.

Hearing a crisp voice, Zhou Xu folded his hands on his chest and smiled playfully. He asked, "Why, what shameful thing do you want to do? Lock the door?"

Then Zhou Xu knew what this shameful thing was, because Nie Yuantong hugged him horizontally, and then the two entered a small rest room in the principal's room.

There is a single bed in the rest room. At this moment, Zhou Xu has been pushed down on the bed.

Before he could say anything, Zhou Xu's lips were already sealed, and Nie Yuantong's kiss rushed towards his face. As for what this kiss tasted like, Zhou Xu thought, um, it smells like sweet bean juice.

After the kiss was over, Zhou Xu said to the man on top of him, "I like the original flavor of soybean juice."

Nie Yuantong was speechless, only to hear Zhou Xu continue: "However, I can try adding sugar a few more times in the future."

Nie Yuantong thought for a while before he understood what Zhou Xu meant. The corners of his mouth curled up, and Nie Yuantong said, "Zhou Xu, I'm going to love you to death."

Zhou Xu lifted his thigh, which happened to touch a certain part of Nie Yuantong, and he said, "Get up, don't think about doing such a beastly thing early in the morning, I really have something to discuss with you."

Nie Yuantong looked down at his small tent, then got up, and said without embarrassment: "This is the nature of human beings, what kind of animal is not animal."

"Well, you make sense."

"You are too perfunctory for me, by the way, what's the matter?"

Nie Yuantong sat on the chair in the office, and Zhou Xu tidied up his clothes a little, then walked out of the rest room and went across to Nie Yuantong.

Handing over the prepared plan and poster design to Nie Yuantong, Zhou Xu said, "I want to ask you to hold an event, do you think it can be done?"

Nie Yuantong took the things that Zhou Xu handed over, quickly browsed through them, then carefully looked at Zhou Xu's design drawings, and finally said: "This matter is up to me. Although I can't make the decision myself, I guarantee that this event can be done." manage."

With a bright smile, Zhou Xu said, "Then thank you."

"But what about my reward?"

Zhou Xu was about to leave. After hearing what Nie Yuantong said, he lowered his head, and when he looked up again, his gaze was different.

His narrow eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, the tip of his tongue slid over his lower lip, and he unbuttoned his neckline with one hand, revealing a beautiful neckline. Zhou Xu's voice was charming: "Master Principal, what do you want to do to me?"

Nie Yuantong stared straight at Zhou Xu, his Adam's apple moved up and down for a long time, and finally a certain part of him that was about to soften became hard again.

Zhou Xu was very satisfied with Nie Yuantong's reaction, and tidied up the neckline. Zhou Xu said: "There will be opportunities in the future, Mr. Principal, please bear with it for now."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Xu turned around, opened the locked door from inside, went out, and left.

Zhou Xu left, but Nie Yuantong in the office held his forehead with one hand and laughed. He really convinced Zhou Xu, and he really liked this wild guy more and more.

Looking down at Zhou Xu's plan again, Nie Yuantong looked at it seriously.

The design of the business case is very good. It is very clear from how to start, how to publicize, and even how to build momentum in the mid-term and later marketing. The key is that the feasibility is very good.

If implemented according to this plan, then this activity may raise the reputation of the school to another level, and this activity is indeed a great exercise of students' ability, but it may be a bit difficult to organize individually, it is better to let each class, department Don't, organize it in the name of the group, and don't force students to participate.

Nie Yuantong made some revisions to the plan, and after confirming that there were no problems, he took the plan to the school standing committee.

Several members of the Management Standing Committee have just arrived, and they were all surprised when they saw Nie Yuantong, because this principal is basically synonymous with "sneak and ghost". Let's study aerobics in the physical education elective course together. In short, it is probably unreliable to describe this principal in one word.

However, although this principal is unreliable, his strength is unmatched by anyone. None of them can write his articles in the financial journal, and he has already published two highly professional books at a young age. And after one year, the book becomes a postgraduate professional course in a kind of university.

In short, this principal is a god-like figure to them, and the most important thing is that his background is too strong.

Several members of the Standing Committee were very puzzled and flattered, while Nie Yuantong smiled slightly and said respectfully: "Hello, teachers, I want to promote an activity, and I'm here to ask your opinions."

Several members of the Standing Committee hurriedly sat down and asked, "What event?"

Nie Yuantong handed them the proposal and said with a smile, "Video contest."

After speaking, Nie Yuantong found a chair in the corner and sat down, allowing several members of the Standing Committee to look at each other.

The members of the Standing Committee did not dare to say anything, they could only communicate with each other with their eyes: "Why did the principal sit down?"

Another member of the Standing Committee shook his head and blinked, meaning: "I don't know, let's see the plan."

In this way, under the pressure of Nie Yuantong, the members of the Standing Committee who just came to the office did not dare to delay for a second to read the proposal, and there was only one copy of the proposal. Open it, and pass it to the next person after one person reads a page.

An hour later, several members of the Standing Committee finished reading the plan, while Nie Yuantong was still sitting leisurely in the corner, exerting pressure on them invisibly.

Looking at each other, the head of the Standing Committee said, "Principal Nie, this project is very good, and we support it."

Nie Yuantong got up and said with a slight smile: "Well, if that's the case, who will be the host, who will do the publicity, and who will be the judge, we have discussed together, let's just decide."

What else could the Standing Committee members say, they could only nod their heads, and hurriedly found someone to call the school's academic affairs office, teaching office, logistics office, and other departments, and held an impromptu school-wide meeting.

After school at noon, when Zhou Xueli went to find Wen Chan, he saw the school's bulletin board.

There is a huge poster in the bulletin board, and there is actually a small line of numbers under the poster. Zhou Xueli looked at it carefully, and it turned out to be the printing date, and this date was obviously two hours ago, so how did Zhou Xu know this yesterday? active