Peng Xin shook his head and looked at Wu Xiu suspiciously.
With a mysterious expression on his face, Wu Xiu lowered his voice and said, "Secretly telling you a secret, in fact, the ceiling fan is ours, so he will ignore you, and he will not care about our affairs before, now, and in the future.
As for the extinction, for the bonus of the head teacher, she at most let us write another review. You have seen it before, that is to take a form.
Think about it, from now on, not only us, Xu Li must also hate you. He is the squad leader, we don’t care, how about you? In fact, we are also considering it for you. Staying in Class 10, it is estimated that you will suffer in the future. "
As soon as Wu Xiu finished speaking, everyone around him was stunned, but they didn't show it.
Peng Xin had a horrified expression, especially when he recalled Yang Shan’s attitude just now, and convinced him of Wu Xiu’s words, he nodded dumbly...
The table tennis tables in the corner of the playground of No. 1 are placed in the north-south direction, and lined up in the east-west direction. To the south of the table is a playground, and to the north is a row of bungalows with sports rooms, magazine rooms and various hobby association rooms.
Of course, these are just furnishings for inspections by superiors, and Wu Xiu has never seen the door open here. Even the big lock hanging on the door has rusted.
Wu Xiu sat side by side on the steps of the bungalow, basking in the sun and smoking cigarettes. While admiring the beauties on the playground and playing table tennis, they chatted.
"Brother Xiu, you can do it! I said I didn't want to see Peng Sanjin, so I just said casually, you just let the family transfer." Jiang Tian smiled.
Wu Xiu said helplessly: "I really bother him."
"Then can you tell us, when did the ceiling fan become ours? Why have we never heard of it." Hao Yunlai curiously asked.
"I just said it casually." Wu Xiu looked a little embarrassed and said, "It seems that we are powerful!"
"Then how did you know that Peng Sanjin would go to the Political and Religious Office to find a ceiling fan to file a complaint? And the ceiling fan still ignored him?"
"With Peng Sanjin's character, he would definitely sue the teacher when he was beaten. Through the last time, he knew that the extermination was for her class teacher's bonus, so we would only write a review.
Therefore, if he wants to deal with us, he must first think of the Political and Religious Affairs Department. After all, the Political and Religious Affairs Department is specialized in such matters. "Wu Xiu looked at the brothers and explained slowly: "But as everyone knows, the ceiling fan of the Political and Religious Office is a typical person who sees profit and forgets righteousness, and tends to be inflamed, so I will first visit him in advance..."
Speaking of Wu Xiu, the scene of him and Jiang Tian after they were separated appeared before him. He went directly to the store to buy a cigarette and a bottle of wine.
When I came to the Political and Religious Office, since it was lunch time, Wu Xiu was not sure who was in the Political and Religious Office. He peeped at the door, and there was only one teacher on duty inside. This teacher was not Yang Shan, so Wu Xiu wondered whether to visit Yang Shan's office.
"Why are you standing here sneakily?"
Suddenly a stern voice came from behind Wu Xiu, which shocked him. He quickly turned around and saw the person coming. He smiled and said, "Hello, Director Yang, I have something to do with you. Is it convenient for you now?"
Yang Shan squinted, looked at Wu Xiu for a while, and said, "You kid—a bit familiar."
"Oh, my name is Wu Xiu."
"Wu Xiu? What's the matter with you?" Yang Shan asked thoughtfully.
Wu Xiu glanced at the teacher on duty in the Political and Religious Office, gestured to what he was holding, and hesitated: "This—I want to tell you in private."
Yang Shan thought for a while and said, "You stand here and wait a while, I'll go in and get a mobile phone."
Like many schools, in addition to the collective office, teachers generally can only work in their own rooms.
The treatment of teachers in No. 1 Middle School is quite good, and the rooms for them are relatively spacious. Especially the higher the position of the teacher, the larger the room.
Ten minutes later, Yang Shan's room.
This room was more than twice the size of Xing Ningning's room, and the furnishings in it were also proud.
Entering the door is a rectangular mirror more than one meter high, and on the right is a large-screen TV, which looks very domineering. In the middle is a desk and "boss chair", on the left is a Simmons bed, and a laptop on the bedside table. At this time, the screen was still on, and there was a picture of a sexy beauty on the desktop, Wu Xiu felt a little familiar.
correct!
Wu Xiu's inspiration suddenly flashed. The last time Feng Fei watched a love action movie in an Internet cafe, she seemed to be the leading actress. At that time, Wu Xiu originally asked Feng Fei for a cigarette, but he happened to see this woman, and Wu Xiu thought that the parents had to look pretty.
"Let's talk! What's the matter?" Yang Shan asked, sitting in a chair, looking at Wu Xiu.
Wu Xiu quickly retracted his gaze and said, "In fact, there is nothing major. Many students in our class feel that you are selfless. You have been doing your best for the students. This is the collective mind of our classmates."
Seeing the alcohol and tobacco Wu Xiu handed over, Yang Shan smiled. Although he hadn't had much contact with Wu Xiu, he was deeply impressed by him. After all, the fight between Wu Xiu and Li Kai caused a sensation in the school.
Originally, he was ready to expel Wu Xiu and the others, but Xi Zhihuai suddenly called him: "Students should be punished if they make mistakes, but they can't be beaten to death. Although Wu Xiu's boys are victims, they are also Take it seriously, after all, a slap can't make a sound."
Yang Shan has many years of professional career, and he is naturally capable of getting to where he is today. He instantly understood what Xi Zhihuai meant. Since Wu Xiu and them are all victims, they must be allowed to stay in school.
At the same time, he also had another idea that Wu Xiu and Xi Zhihuai should be related. Otherwise, how could Xi Zhihuai call for maintenance in person? And when he heard that one of Wu Xiu was injured, he rushed to the hospital in a hurry.
Yang Shan looked at Wu Xiu, he was not interested in the alcohol and tobacco in Wu Xiu's hand. He knew that Wu Xiu was a student and couldn't afford much. He cared more about Xi Zhihuai behind Wu Xiu.
"Hey! I'm a people's teacher. It is right to do things for your students. Remember to thank your classmates for me."
Wu Xiu was a little unbelievable when he saw Yang Shan actually took over his own things. He wondered if he had misheard, how could it be so smooth? But Yang Shan did take his own things. He thought that Yang Shan would not be so easy to accept, so he prepared a lot of talks for this. It seems that they are not used anymore.
"Okay Director, then you are busy, I won't bother you, and go first." Wu Xiu took two steps forward, then stopped, and said, "By the way, Director, some classmates in our class don't deal with me. I always like to spread rumors to slander me."
Yang Shan looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and said, "Don't worry, there is no sand in my eyes."