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Chapter 2 Less Sugar (2)

Dean Lin Zhengde held a ruler in his hand, and in order to show his majesty, he waved it pretendingly.

He looked at the two teenagers standing in front of him, one with a lazy expression, as if he hadn't woken up, lazily, and the other with a smile on his face, a silly smile.

"Patience, this time I beat the students of No. [-] Middle School until their noses and faces were swollen. Why are you two so good? Ah!"

As soon as the words fell, the wide and long ruler slapped on the desk with a loud and clear sound, which made Tang Shifu's whole body tremble in fright.

He hurriedly covered his little heart and stroked it.

And Jiang Yu, who was next to him, was still expressionless, leaning against the wall with one hand in his pocket, without saying a word.

Lin Zhengde picked up the silver stainless steel teacup, took a sip of tea, and snorted softly: "You guys are so good, why don't you just stop studying, and I'll enroll you both in the national team?"

Tang Shifu waved his hand, and said sincerely: "It's my Yuge who is the best. I can only blame the group of turtles in the third middle school for being too cowardly. How shameful it is to sue the teacher after a few beatings. But the national team is still free. Well, my physique..."

With his physique, the national team probably wouldn't dare to take him.

Lin Zhengde tapped Tang Shifu's head with a ruler. Tang Shifu covered his head, his five sense organs twisted together in pain, looking pitiful.

"Look, give you what you can, don't think that you can do evil because your father is the principal, and you..."

With that said, the ruler pointed at Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu lifted up his drooping eyelids, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes, just looking at him.

Lin Zhengde suddenly felt a little guilty, and unconsciously put down the ruler in his hand.

Still sternly said: "Although your academic performance is good, and you are always number one in the city, you can't always be so willful and always violate the rules and regulations. You should pay attention to the image of yourself and the school."

Jiang Yu didn't speak.

On the other hand, Tang Shifu hurriedly said: "Director Lin, we know we were wrong, but this time it was the group of people from No. [-] Middle School who found fault first, and it's not all our fault. We admit our mistakes and promise not to do it again next time." gone."

Hearing this, Lin Zhengde sneered and said, "Guarantee? From the beginning of school to now, is your guarantee still low?" Tang Shifu lowered his head and stopped talking.

The two people in front of me are really troublesome. One is the number one in the city and has a prominent family background, and the other...

The fight this time was indeed not entirely their fault, it was the group of people from No. [-] Middle School who provoked the trouble, and these two children were at best self-defense.

Lin Zhengde shook the ruler in his hand again, and said solemnly: "You two go back and write me a [-]-word self-criticism, and you must not miss a single word."

"Do not write."

Jiang Yu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, with a cold tone, as if he didn't take the person in front of him seriously.

Lin Zhengde felt that his majesty had been violated, and the flames in his heart shot up to his head, his eyes narrowed and narrowed: "What did you just say?"

"Director, Brother Yu, he will represent our school in the provincial physics competition in two days, so he needs to spend time preparing. He is going out to win glory for our school, do you understand?"

Tang Shifu blinked, looking at him expectantly with small eyes.

Brother Yu's violent temper, one thing to say and another to say two things, is so handsome!

Hearing what Tang Shifu said, Lin Zhengde looked at Jiang Yu for a while, then pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his tone suddenly changed, and he said with high hopes: "Then prepare well for the competition and try to get the first place again."

At the end, he added: "The review will be submitted after the competition. Three thousand words, no less than one word, no punctuation marks and repeated parallel sentences are allowed to fill up the number."

Tang poetry: "..."

Jiang Yu: "..."

(End of this chapter)