After hearing these words, Tang Qiaoqiao's lungs almost exploded: "Isn't that why you came to school?"
"I'm really not here to go to school."
"Then what are you here for?"
Facing Tang Qiaoqiao's angry questioning, Wang Donglai looked very lazy: "Do you want to know?"
"You said that if you have any family or life-related reasons, the teacher will try his best to help you." Even though he was so angry now, Tang Qiaoqiao still believed that the reason why the boy in front of him had such bad conduct must have something to hide.
"I don't want to tell you." Wang Donglai shrugged.
"You..." Tang Qiaoqiao's face turned red from holding back, and it was easy to tell that she was very angry.
He is Shen Jiaxue's bodyguard. Naturally, Wang Donglai would not tell outsiders about this kind of thing stupidly, otherwise he would be afraid that it would cause some unnecessary trouble.
Shen Jiaxue, Wang Yiyi, and Chu Xiaoxiao also remained silent. Although they were young, they also understood that it was better for Wang Donglai's true identity not to be known to outsiders.
But I was complaining in my heart: A scoundrel is a scoundrel, even the teacher can't do anything to him.
"I'm so angry." Tang Qiaoqiao glared at Wang Donglai, "If your monthly exam results are not satisfactory, I want to see your parents."
"I have no relatives." Wang Donglai said.
"Where's your uncle?"
"Ask the little girl." Wang Donglai turned to Shen Jiaxue.
Shen Jiaxue rolled her eyes at Wang Donglai angrily, and could only explain: "Teacher, this scoundrel uncle is my father."
Tang Qiaoqiao's face was slightly startled at first, and then she remembered that Wang Donglai was Shen Jiaxue's cousin, so she felt relieved: No wonder he didn't listen to what I said. Instead, he obeyed Shen Jiaxue so much that he forgot that they were cousins.
Thinking of this, an idea flashed in Tang Qiaoqiao's mind: By the way, since he listened to Shen Jiaxue, why didn't he do this... There is a way to control him, hehe.
"Anyway, if you fail the monthly exam, I can't spare you." Tang Qiaoqiao threatened.
"I know, I won't let the teacher down." Wang Donglai yawned, scratched his head, and said perfunctorily.
After returning to the classroom, the students were all nervously preparing for the next monthly exam. Shen Jiaxue and Wang Yiyi were preparing cheat sheets so that they could cheat during the exam. There was a tense atmosphere in the entire classroom.
The only thing that was incompatible with the atmosphere of the entire classroom was the arrival of Wang Dong, who was sitting in the back row. Everyone was reciting English and reading the text aloud. It was better for him to lie down on the table and sleep.
Everyone had schoolbags in the drawers of their desks, but for him, let alone a schoolbag, there wasn't even a book in the drawer, it was completely empty and completely dark.
It has been about a month since Wang Donglai came to school. During this period, Wang Donglai contradicted the dean, forcibly kissed the female teacher, bullied the beautiful senior sister, fell asleep in class, was often late, often did not bring his schoolbag and books, had verbal disputes with classmates, and accidentally captured the student.
Committee member Zi Yan's heart still feels extremely headache...
I have to say that as a fake high school student, Wang Donglai's performance was very unlikeable.
Why is he here to go to school? He is here to show off, right?
At eight o'clock, the monthly exam officially begins.
In order to prevent high school students from plagiarizing each other, the monthly exams are conducted in a mixed sitting format between high school students and high school students.
Sitting next to Wang Donglai was a girl in the second grade of high school.
But what Wang Donglai didn't expect was that this girl he knew was actually Sun Xinxin, who had been spanked by him, knew Taekwondo, was 1.72 meters tall, and had a very rebellious spirit.
"Why is it you?" When she saw Wang Donglai with a listless look on his face, Sun Xinxin's eyes widened and she cried out in surprise.
Because of the assassination incident a week ago, Wang Donglai saved Sun Xinxin once, so the two did not fight each other when they first met.
Compared to Sun Xinxin's surprised look, Wang Donglai was much calmer. He just looked at her thighs, glanced at her breasts, and then stared at her butt for a long time without blinking, and was very shameless.
He said: "Very beautiful."
Today, Sun Xinxin is wearing a short skirt school uniform, with her slender thighs exposed to the air, full of temptation. The white school uniform makes her look like the most beautiful student girl in "Those Years".
Pure, touching, a little savage, yet innocent.
"You still need to say that?" Sun Xinxin said proudly.
"I mean the school uniform is beautiful."
"Huh, I'm not wearing it for you to see." Sun Xinxin complained angrily.
"The problem is that I saw it." Wang Donglai said speechlessly.
"Then you can close your eyes and not look."
"Then why don't you take off your clothes and don't let me see you?"
"You..." Sun Xinxin was about to get angry, but then her eyes rolled around and a sly smile appeared on her face.
"How's your academic performance?"
"Just so so." Wang Donglai replied shamelessly.
"Whenever you have something to do later, do you want me to teach you? As long as you call me sister, I will help you do it, how about it?"
"No need." Wang Donglai said with a frown.
"You're welcome, I know all the questions from the first year of high school."
"None of my business."
"Do you want to impress your teachers and classmates?"
"I don't think so."
"I can help you get high scores."
"Not interested."
"Don't be so shy."
"No shame."
"Oh yo——"
"Hey, your sister!" Wang Donglai got angry, "If I don't show off my power, you really think I'm a sick cat. If you keep nagging me, I'll expose your pink anus!"
"You, you scoundrel, shameless and perverted, I don't want to deal with you anymore!" Sun Xinxin was so angry that she stopped talking after hearing Wang Donglai's obscene words.
As the exam bell rang, the students began to lower their heads and write their own test papers, and Wang Donglai was no exception.
Originally, Wang Donglai didn't want to do anything like the exam, but he had just promised that Tang Qiaoqiao would not disappoint her. In order to prevent her from pestering him, Wang Donglai had no choice but to give it a try, only to face the blank examination paper.
, but his cold sweat was flowing down.
It wasn't because the test questions were too difficult, or because he couldn't read the words, but because he forgot to bring a pen.
How to do this? Should you bite your finger and write with blood?
"Uh... um, is the beautiful Sun Xinxin at home?" Wang Donglai said very shamelessly.
"What for?" Sun Xinxin replied angrily.
"I took a closer look just now and found that you look very beautiful in your school uniform. You are much better than that girl Shen Jiaxue. By the way, can you lend me a pen?"
"No borrowing!"
"So stingy..."
Just like that, the first exam ended and Wang Donglai handed in a blank paper.
"Beautiful Jiaxue, please lend me a pen."
"No borrowing."
"Beautiful Wang Yiyi..."
"No borrowing."
"..."
In the end, there was no other way, so Wang Donglai had no choice but to borrow a ball-point pen from Zi Yan.
"I feel very happy that you took the initiative to talk to me today." The expression on Zi Yan's face was very innocent and romantic.
"I just want to borrow a pen, don't think too much about it." Wang Donglai said listlessly, and then encouraged, "By the way, let's work hard together for the exam."
"Yeah!" Zi Yan nodded vigorously and smiled like a child.
"Now that we have a pen, it's time to put it to use." Wang Donglai skillfully played with the ballpoint pen on his fingertips and said with a confident smile.
Three days later, in Tang Qiaoqiao's office.
"The test results are out." Tang Qiaoqiao sat on a chair and said to Wang Donglai calmly.
Wang Donglai nodded: "What then?"
"You really didn't disappoint me!" Tang Qiaoqiao narrowed her eyes, "Let's see what score you got on the test."
PS: We used to be innocent teenagers, but now we have become wretched uncles. Time is like a butcher's knife. Let's reminisce about our past school days and recall the girls we went to in those years.