"This dead ghost! I just went out for a few days and started to get along with the beautiful woman!"

Zhen Ma threw her cell phone on the coffee table angrily. Xiaoling's aunt and grandmother ran over excitedly, brought a bench, brought tea, and looked like she wanted to watch the show.

"Mom!" Zhen's mother complained, holding her arms with both hands, as if she was a little angry.

At the bedroom door, Xiaoling walked out weakly with her schoolbag on her back.

"I'm going to school, mom..."

Zhen's mother breathed a lightly and showed a gentle smile to Xiaoling, "Okay, let's go now, my mother is almost late to work."

An aunt, who was holding a laptop and was about to record quickly, was filled with disappointment.

"Sister?"

"Um?"

My aunt is serious: "After getting off work, please tell your story."

"It's not that the child's father started to deviate from outside, I'd be mentally prepared!" Zhen's mother complained angrily, "If I hadn't been able to do anything about a project, I would have rushed over today if I didn't see if I had just taken on a project."

Xiaoling's eyes suddenly burst into bright light, and he fanned the flames next to him: "Okay, okay, maybe you can still catch the adulterer in the bed!"

This is to see his brother and do everything he wants.

A certain aunt hugged the computer and shook her head: "No, in our girls' novels, the plots of catching the adulterer in the bed are all written. Can you have some feelings? For example, if you want to catch the adulterer in the bed, you accidentally find that your son is on the bed with his rival in the past..."

Xiaoling and Zhen’s mother hugged each other and shivered. My aunt showed twisting black curves. She held down her glasses and made terrifying laughter.

"Guhehehehe..."

"Goodbye grandma, I'm going to school!"

Xiaoling fled.

"Mom, I'll go and give it to Xiaoling!"

Zhen Ma fled.

And the kind old man just smiled calmly, as if he was not surprised by this phenomenon; his aunt was typing on the keyboard with all kinds of crazy typing...

On the bus to school.

Zhen Ma: "Xiaoling, middle school students should not read novels written by adults at will!"

"Mom, will you become like an aunt after seeing it?"

"Um!"

"Uh-huh!"

The mother and daughter instantly found a spiritual connection point, and the car drove all kinds of speed on the way out of home.

...

At the school gate, Mu Qian was caught up with several boys. The few of them greeted him warmly. Mu Qian did not isolate himself and chatted happily.

There is still a long way from the school gate to the high school teaching building, and the topics they chat about gradually shifted to topics that men would talk about.

"Brother Qian, didn't I get you a good book last time?"

‘Good book’?

"Oh, that's that." Mu Qian nodded calmly, looked around, took two magazines in his backpack, and quickly stuffed them into the guy's arms.

The boy just glanced at him and quickly hid the two latest magazines in his schoolbag, and was a little busy.

Mu Qian calmly took out two more books and handed them to the boy next to him.

"Do you want it? Ah, give it to you, one book for each person, don't rob it."

Mu Qian started delivering it openly. Several boys praised them in various ways and quickly put the magazines into their schoolbags.

"Okay, Zhen Muqian! It's so good! It's so good!"

"We will be my best buddies in the future! Where did this thing be made? It's not that easy to buy."

Mu Qian explained calmly: "I picked it up casually, I picked it up."

"Hey, you guys!"

A loud roar came from the front, and two teachers from the Political and Education Department brought several student union members to chase after him, "Everyone opens your schoolbags! We want to check if you have brought contraband!"

Several boys looked pale in an instant, but Mu Qian naturally opened his schoolbag, which contained several textbooks and comics used in high schools in small towns.

"Comic?" A teacher frowned immediately.

Mu Qian: "Teacher, I passed the time to watch it when I was taking a lunch break."

His eyes were sincere and his words were sincere, which made the teacher lose his temper in an instant.

"Go and go."

Mu Qian lowered his head and left with his schoolbag. The boys looked at each other, and then silently stared at the two teachers.

"You guys, open your schoolbags too!"

Several boys opened their schoolbags slowly, and a guy said weakly: "Teacher, we also used it..."

"Pay the time? Do you want me to prepare some toilet paper for you? These magazines are confiscated! I personally confiscated them! You guys, come with me to the Political and Educational Department!"

The boys and girls around were pointing fingers, and several boys looked down at the teacher in shame.

And those magazines that Mu Qian specially left behind to make up for the expired journal he lost, of course, the drugs in these books and magazines have been handed over and were destroyed in the police car explosion.

"Take care of yourself."

Mu Qian waved his hand and several boys cast a 'remain assured' look at him.

Men just need to value loyalty. Since they lost Mu Qian’s magazine, they would never give Mu Qian’s letter.

Lord Demon King went to class with great confidence.

At most, if you steal such books and magazines, you will be criticized and will be educated by the Political and Educational Department.

The teachers are all experienced people, so they must understand the students' various behaviors, especially the boys, who are mostly unrestrained, and of course they are different from the implicit girls.

Mu Qian didn't think about this much, and he swears that there would definitely be no tricks for these guys.

The road that is already familiar, seems to have faces from the same class who have met several times, and the clean and tidy corridor leaning against the window of the young man and woman.

“This is life.”

Mu Qian felt emotion.

This past weekend, Zheng Lin has had troubles, attacked and faced death, and was rescued by him and turned into a demon servant.

Song Shijing was picked up by herself, and there was the arrogant Song mother behind her, and her father who was slightly confused...

Most of these things have some connection with him, and the bond between these relationships is the friendship and connection between him and these people.

Maybe, this is called a bond.

Put your schoolbag in your seat, because it was delivered by a private car today, ten minutes earlier than before, and there were not many students in the class at this time.

Mu Qian walked out of the back door, walked to the window in the corridor, and poked out somebody and looked outside.

White clouds were already patrolling in the blue sky in the early morning, and there was a reflection of marshmallows in the fountain in front of the teaching building.

The school skirts of young girls are fluttering, and the boys are also tall and have a twelve-point spirit.

Monday is the hardest day for office workers; but for students...

It seems Monday is not a good day.

But it's okay, I can rest again in five days, and I feel much happier when I think about it.

Music teacher Su Qing floated downstairs in a tassel skirt, and her fairy-like look made many boys stare at her eagerly.

She nodded to Mu Qian without any trace, saying hello, and then returned to her normal rhythm as a high school teacher.

Sign in, prepare lessons, prepare for classes and class.

This peaceful day seems to start from this peaceful morning.

Mu Qian suddenly had a yearning for peace, and couldn't explain the complex feeling of being indescribable. He always felt that it seemed difficult to find a place to stay in the bustling place of Color Capital.

For example, now, a little hand is patting his shoulder...

"Hey, a small relocation."

Mu Qian suddenly had the urge to jump out of the window and leave directly.
Chapter completed!