The golden summer vacation of the third year of junior high school has just passed away, and ushered in a new September, a new school and a new semester.
In the morning, the scorching sun has already hung high in the sky. In the bustling city center, there is a lot of traffic. Office workers are dragging their briefcases with one hand and grabbing a piece of bread with the other hand and chewing it as they walk.
, completely ignoring the little dust that the car brought up after driving in front of him, which is the so-called big bacteria eating small bacteria.
In September, students who have just entered the first year of high school from the third grade of junior high school came to the new school with high hopes. After all, after getting used to living in a place, they often imagine what new things the new environment will have.
At this moment, the teachers at the No. 1 Middle School in Jiangcheng City are also very busy. They are busy helping new students register. This No. 1 Middle School in Jiangcheng City is also a key high school. In this school that is always filled with the fragrance of books, students gather
There are students wearing different clothes. Of course, there are also some children who have not yet left the arms of their parents. They also need to register with their parents.
"Damn, this is a magical place, a legendary school?"
At the school gate, there was a young man wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and black sweatpants. At this moment, his dark eyes were full of speechlessness and helplessness, and he muttered to himself: This damn old man, why did you let me go to school?
Putting aside the fact that you arranged for me to move to places like the United States, England, and France, and even asked me to come to the school where that guy was working, you are deliberately trying to kill me. I heard that girls in China are very traditional and not open-minded, and they are not like those abroad at all.
Well...
Xing Luo looked helplessly at the ten golden characters 'Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School of Southern Guangdong Province', resisting the urge to crush the ten characters with one foot, but shook his head helplessly and left.
Go in. Forget it, let’s go find the old man first. We’ll talk about the rest later.
Walking on the playground of this school, looking at the high school students playing basketball with their friends, Xing Luo looked slightly dazed, and shook his head with a wry smile.
When he was about to walk towards the teaching building, he suddenly saw someone driving a BMW M6 sports car at the school gate. With his keen eyesight, Xing Luo could naturally see that the owner of this BMW M6 was also a sports car.
A boy around fifteen or sixteen years old.
Shaking his head slightly, Xing Luo ignored it. He naturally knew that the BMW M6 sports car was worth more than two million. Looking at the young man driving the sports car, Xing Luo's mind only flashed that the son of a high-ranking official, or maybe
Children of wealthy businessmen, these people are commonly known as the second generation ancestors.
The fact that these people can enter Jiangcheng City No. 1 Middle School, a key high school, is naturally related to their family and has nothing to do with their hard work in exams.
However, when such a stunning sports car drove into this campus, some young girls with budding hearts couldn't help but turn their attention to the owner of the BMW M6 sports car. After all, face is good for everyone, as long as you can
Being familiar with the owner of the BMW M6 sports car is something worth showing off.
"Classmate, do you know how to get to the principal's office?" Xing Luo searched the school for a long time but couldn't find the principal's office. He couldn't help but cursed in his heart where the old man had moved his office. He saw a girl leaving.
Passing by him, Xing Luo immediately stopped, looked at the girl with a smile, and asked with a smile.
The girl was wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants. Her smooth black hair fell on her shoulders. When she saw the T-shirt under her shoulders, which was bulging out from the girl's breasts, Xing Luo's eyes went straight.
Got up.
However, anyone could see the coldness on that beautiful face. After seeing the coldness on the girl's face, even though it was summer, Xing Luo couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
"I don't know." The girl replied coldly. After seeing Xing Luo's eyes, her pretty face suddenly exuded a thousand-year-old chill, and then she walked away.
Seeing this, Xing Luo couldn't help but smile bitterly. He just glanced at it accidentally. Is it necessary to do this? Sure enough, Chinese girls are incomparable to foreign girls. They are not open and not fashionable enough.
"Oh, I let those guys lie to me again. Who said Chinese girls have small steamed buns? This girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old. She is known as a child with huge breasts."
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When no one told him where the principal's office was, Xing Luo had no choice but to look around here and there. Finally, he found the principal's office on the fourth floor of the teaching building. Seeing that the door was open, Xing Luo also took a look.
Take a look at the situation inside.
Seeing a middle-aged man in his thirties on the desk looking at the documents in his hand, Xing Luo chuckled and was about to sneak in when a voice sounded at this moment.
"Come here as soon as you come. Why are you so sneaky? Have you done these things too much and become a habit?" The principal raised his head, raised his thick brows, and looked at Xing Luo, who had a paused look on his face. He said lightly
said.
"I mean, that's assassination. Do you understand assassination? With a big belly like yours, I think you haven't exercised for a long time." Xing Luo lowered his hands, saw the water dispenser on the side, and picked up a disposable
The plastic cup gurgled down the throat and flowed into the stomach.
Xing Luo continued: "Old man, let me ask you, can you move this shabby office to a more remote place? It took me a long time to find it, and I was exhausted."
"Doubt my strength? Well, take some time and let's practice and see how much your practice has improved over the years." Putting down the document in his hand, the principal squinted his eyes and looked at Xing Luo with evil intentions.
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"Cough...cough." Xing Luo suddenly choked on the mineral water, then he chuckled and said: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."
Others may not know the ability of the principal of Jiangcheng City's No. 1 Middle School, but Xing Luo knows it thoroughly. It is said that more than 20 years ago, this person also served as the leader of the shadow killing team in the palace. Later, he did not know how to find out.
He got crazy, got a wife, stopped being a killer, and came to the secular world to work as a principal.
"I have completed all the admission procedures for you, as well as the Chinese nationality and your Chinese citizen ID card." Throwing the file bag in his hand to Xing Luo, the principal said in an extremely calm tone.
"Oh, going to school in China is troublesome. You have to prepare everything. It's not as comfortable as in the United States and England. At least the girls are more open-minded than in China. And those bastards from the Chinese Military Bureau, I guess I just stepped into China.
At the gate of our country, that old guy from the Hua Military Bureau will know about it, and he will have to come over to give me ideological education." Xing Luo patted his head in distress, took the file bag, glanced at the contents inside, and felt helpless.